Chapter 147

Little Silver's body is merely a virtual projection; of course the fundamental reason is that this silver small boat, which he named Wanderlust, after he used ten Spirit-awakening Fruits, it had already given birth to spirituality, so he could control it by voice.

Eight heavenly-earth treasure patterns, six of them show correlation, simultaneously possessing the advantages of sturdiness and speed.

The key point is saving time and effort; the silver small boat flies at a speed comparable to late Foundation Establishment, consuming only about two hundred spirit stones per two-hour period, which Wang Ping can easily afford given his current wealth.

The hull of the entire small boat is refined from Heavenly Silver Stone, making it extremely sturdy; with the sturdiness conferred by the treasure patterns, Wang Ping estimates that even if struck by an attack at the peak of Foundation Establishment, it could withstand three or four breaths.

The silver small boat flew swiftly through the clouds; half a day later, he appeared in the Shopping City.

Two two-hour periods later, Wang Ping calmly left the Shopping City; he did not change his appearance, precisely so that the Golden Core cultivator would notice his trail, lest, failing to find him, he vent his anger on Tie Lanshan and company.

At the same time, he also sent someone to deliver a letter to Tie Lanshan.

This time, his departure was not followed by any oblivious cultivator, but Wang Ping estimates that it is also because he left quickly.

After checking the direction, he flew toward the Wasteland.

Upon returning to the Wasteland, Wang Ping felt a myriad of emotions; both times he had come here were to escape disaster.

Ah! The silver small boat tore through the clouds, flying deep into the Wasteland; he decided this time to fly straight for a month, which would cost no more than around seventy thousand spirit stones, and he wanted to see whether, flying at late Foundation Establishment speed for a month, he could escape the Wasteland.

The Wuqishan Mountain Range is vast, with danger lurking everywhere inside; it is said that there are fourth-rank demon beasts within, which possess combat power equivalent to Nascent Soul level, and are even stronger than Nascent Soul cultivators of the same rank.

Wang Ping guessed that if that Golden Core old man were to cross the Wuqishan Mountain Range alone, he would certainly need at least a month.

At that time, he didn't even know where he had run off to, and finding him again would require untold effort.

At the same time, in the Wuqishan Mountain Range, a red-robed old man, after slaying a third-rank early-stage heavenly demon leopard, directly extracted its inner core, and then sped toward the Xichui Region.

Along the way his mood was extremely terrible; each time he thought of the Spirit Pearl he had painstakingly found being taken by someone else, he could not restrain his killing intent.

"Damn Mo Lingzi, you deserve to have your soul drawn and spirit refined, to be made into a sky lantern." The red-robed old man, even while flying, never forgot to curse the Mo Lingzi who had left him gravely injured.

Huo Yunzi of the Qingxu Sect had never suffered such severe injuries before; he had to retreat into seclusion for fifty years before fully recovering, but before he could even rejoice, he received news that the Sima Family of the Xichui Region had been exterminated.

This made him unable to sit still; he immediately flew out of the sect and sped toward the Xichui Region.

Huo Yunzi formed a Golden Core at just over a hundred years old, then spent another 150 years cultivating to late Golden Core; at 250 years of age, he still has more than three hundred years until his lifespan ends, giving him ample opportunity to strive for the Nascent Soul realm.

But even though he suffered grave injuries and wasted fifty years, he is now just over three hundred years old, and still has a chance to strive for the Nascent Soul realm.

But if he possessed that Spirit Pearl, on the day the great upheaval in Xichui arrives, he would certainly become a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Therefore, the Spirit Pearl must not be lost!

Thinking of this, his speed surged again as he hurried toward the Xichui Region.

One month later, the Xichui cultivation world once again became lively because of the Yunluo Mountain Range.

The news that a third-rank spirit vein had appeared in the Yunluo Mountain Range drew the attention of many Foundation Establishment cultivators toward the range, among whom were not a few Golden Core cultivators who had just arrived here.

Even more shocking was that this news was actually spoken by a Golden Core cultivator.

At the Yunluo Mountain Range, Tiangang Peak, Tie Lanshan, Wueru, and several others stood with heads bowed; before them stood two Golden Core cultivators.

One was an old man clad in a red robe, the other a young cultivator wearing white brocade.

"Huo Yunzi! Since Lan Ming has already left Yunluo, you may go look for him yourself; this Yunluo Mountain Range certainly will not tolerate your recklessness any further!"

The young cultivator in white brocade lightly shook his folding fan, smiling faintly; although his tone was gentle, the unquestionable attitude he conveyed was unmistakably clear.

Huo Yunzi's face was grim, his crimson eyes seeming to have flames flickering within; Huo Yunzi himself had once been a genius—how could he simply obey a single word and withdraw meekly? But recalling their recent clash, he felt a deep apprehension toward the Alliance's True Person Qingxiao.

At just over a hundred years old, he had not only cultivated to late Golden Core, but his supernatural abilities were also astonishing; that single move of the Three Sound Shock Zen nearly caused him to lose his grip on his Dao heart.

Tie Lanshan, seeing this, took a small step forward and drew from his bosom a white envelope bearing an as-yet-unsolved seal.

"Senior Huo Yunzi, this is a letter from Fellow Daoist Lan Ming for you!"

Huo Yunzi gave a cold snort, gestured with his right hand to draw it in, then lightly pinched it; the seal and envelope shattered together, and a white sheet appeared in his hand.

"If you want to obtain what you desire, come to the Shopping City and find me!"

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Huo Yunzi gave a cold snort; the white paper in his hand burned, and he immediately flew out of the hall, in an instant appearing outside the Yunluo Mountain Range.

Having ascertained the direction, he immediately flew toward the Shopping City.

Inside the hall of Tiangang Peak, True Person Qingxiao stood with his hands behind his back, smiling faintly, and said:

"Interesting! Interesting! A Foundation Establishment cultivator actually dares to speak to a Golden Core cultivator like this—such courage is rarely seen in ancient or modern times; if he survives this, in the future roster of Golden Core True Persons, he will surely have a place!"

Having said that, he glanced at Tie Lanshan and company, a strange color appearing in his eyes; these few have quite good aptitude, with a slight chance of entering Golden Core, especially Lan Ning, whose talent in formation arts is so high that even the formation prodigies of the Alliance are nowhere inferior.

Lan Ning's disguise could not escape him, but True Person Qingxiao had no intention of investigating; having reached his level, he naturally knows that every cultivator has his own secrets.

Formation prodigy, artifact refining prodigy! A newly emerged power has produced two such geniuses cultivating the hundred arts.

This is the reason he came here; otherwise, with merely a million spirit stones, he could not be moved.

Compared to Lan Ning, Qingxiao takes greater interest in Lan Ming, because he saw that the five individuals' magic treasures are all seven-patterned, with one additionally being eight-patterned.

He didn't understand artifact refining, but he also knew a little about it, so naturally he knew what that meant.

If Lan Ming hadn't left, he would definitely have protected him, but now that person has vanished without a trace, so he has no interest in looking for that cultivator again.

"The news of the third-grade spirit vein has spread; a big battle is inevitably coming. If you can survive this battle, I can give you a slot as a subordinate sect of the Alliance."

After saying that, True Person Qingxiao also vanished directly.

Tie Lanshan and the others, upon hearing this, all showed delight. There are countless sects in the cultivation world, but very few can become subordinate sects of the Alliance—even the former three great sects lacked this qualification; they were merely permitted by the Alliance to oversee the Western Drooping region.

Tie Lanshan showed excitement on his face, as the saying goes: losing the east corner, gaining the mulberry elm.

Who would have thought this crisis could also bring them such good news.

"Amitabha! I don't know how Fellow Daoist Lan is faring now, or whether he can escape from the hands of a late Golden Core True Person!" Liaoru Dashi showed a worried expression.

The others likewise showed worry; although they were also curious about that treasure, they had no other thoughts, for they knew that if they had obtained that treasure, by now they would probably have been crushed to ashes by that Huoyunzi, leaving no time to invite a Golden Core True Person from the Alliance for help.

Tie Lanshan's smile faded, he fell silent for a moment, then said: "We can't help with this matter; we can only wait silently. But coming up, we still have a big battle to fight! Everyone, are you afraid?"

Liaoru showed a smile, Wang Ye revealed a wild smile, Zhang Zuo and Ouyang Hua's faces remained calm, but their determined eyes already made everything clear.

Tie Lanshan, seeing this, burst out laughing: "Good! Since it's so, this time we will make the Yunluo Six Paths' fame resound throughout the Xichui cultivation world!"

………

At Tie Lanshan, while they were preparing for the great battle, Huoyunzi had already arrived at the Gathering Treasure Pavilion in Trade City.

His condition was very poor at this time; his whole body was huffing out flames, and the white paper in his hand had already turned to ash.

Hehe! It's been many years since anyone dared to toy with this old man like this—good, good, good! Once I catch you, this old man will make you understand the consequences of offending a Golden Core cultivator.

Having said that, he flew straight out of the Gathering Treasure Pavilion, heading for the wasteland!