Chapter 597: Full transfer of ownership of the garbage recycling plant

Yin Tianshou stood atop the mountain peak, witnessing the terrifying scene, yet a sense of unease lingered in his heart...

"Chen Xun, I told you to be patient, to cultivate diligently and see the other side of the grand world. But are you planning to rally the forces from all directions and challenge the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance?"

As he thought of this, his Dao heart couldn't help but waver, and the shock in his eyes grew more intense.

At this moment, Yin Tianshou's aura continued to rise, like a sharp sword piercing the heavens from the mountain peak!

A vast aura permeated the heavens and earth, causing the rules and the Great Dao to tremble in the void. The entire mountain range seemed to rise from the ground, as if in pursuit of this heavenly sword.

His once-cloudy gaze became sharp, exuding an undeniable majesty and dominance. His eyes bore into Chen Xun, as if asking a decisive question: Do you really dare?!

On the distant high platform.

Chen Xun's smile faded as he slowly turned to look at the mountain peak. His demeanor remained incredibly steady, unaffected by the pressure. He bowed his head with respect for the senior.

Yin Tianshou's aura weakened, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. It seemed he had misunderstood.

He was truly afraid that if provoked, Chen Xun would become overly excited, showing that his temperament was still lacking.

A look of relief appeared in his eyes. Only by understanding the vastness of the immortal realm could one realize the insignificance of an immortal. They were still too weak; another impulsive move could mean no more chances, and no one could save them.

Chen Xun's calm gaze seemed to carry a hint of a smile, leaving Yin Tianshou with a meaningful look before turning away with laughter, patting Little Chi as he did, the feel just like before.

Little Crane was hugging Black Bull with a smile, whispering secrets, enjoying the moment.

Ji Yan approached Chen Xun and whispered, "Crossing the World, let's leave for now. Leave the rest to me. You don't need to worry about the garbage recycling plant for now; let Brother Bull set up the decomposition array."

"Alright."

"Contact me via Star Compass if needed. We'll separate for now and regroup when necessary. I have plans for the Chi family, and since Miss Nangong has already taken action with the Mu family, I'll leave it to you."

"Okay."

"Then, everyone, we won't stay any longer."

Ji Yan raised his voice, looking around with a friendly gaze, "Let's go."

He nodded slightly, then looked in another direction, leading everyone away. His voice could still be faintly heard arranging matters: "Qian Shan, hold a banquet in three days and invite the people from the Tianyin Pavilion."

"Yes."

"Someone, help me find some information on the biggest seller behind the immortal slaves in the Mengmu Sea Region..."

Ji Yan's words never ceased, and he couldn't stay idle. The sharpness in his eyes was intimidating, and his voice gradually faded away.

As he passed by Gu Lisheng, he crossed his arms with a proud look, as if to say: Are you the legendary Ji Yan?!

Song Heng stood by with a smile, bowing politely, neither humble nor arrogant, very smooth.

Everyone nodded in response, but no one paid attention to Gu Lisheng, who acted like a big shot. They all gave each other face.

The surrounding creatures gradually dispersed, and many of the immortal slave races followed Ji Yan away. He had only vaguely heard that Ji Yan had bought over a million immortal slaves, not knowing what he intended to do.

Anyway, Chen Xun's share of spirit stones was temporarily gone. Ji Yan said he would owe it for now and would definitely repay it later. Chen Xun believed him.

"Let's head home too."

Chen Xun smiled peacefully, "Tomorrow, I need to visit Senior Yin at the Immortal Hall. Once Little Crane graduates from the academy, we might have to leave the sea region for a while and wander the grand world."

"Brother Xun, really? But that's still six hundred years away!"

Little Chi jumped in surprise, looking at his lion-shaped storage ring, "Does that mean I need to start preparing my belongings now?! You need spirit stones wherever you go in the grand world."

"Moo!" Black Bull nodded in agreement. In the small boundary, you could wander without spirit stones, but here, it's truly impossible without them.

Little Crane covered her mouth to suppress a sound, but her eyes were brimming with excitement. She just held tightly to her elder brother's sleeve, noticing the wear and tear on his clothes.

She didn't mention it, planning to sew a new one for him herself once they returned to the academy.

Chen Xun laughed heartily, hoisting Little Chi onto his shoulder, "Sell you for spirit stones? Then you can just run back!"

"Haha, big brother, stop teasing the fourth brother!"

"Hey, Brother Xun, that makes sense! It really does!!"

Little Chi's eyes lit up, placing his claws on Chen Xun's shoulder, speaking earnestly, "Brother Xun, I think it could work. We could even make a detailed plan."

"Moo moo~~"

"Hahaha..."

Chen Xun and Black Bull's laughter echoed as they walked further away, leaving behind cultivators drenched in cold sweat. They dared not speak or even discuss it.

...

Half an hour later, at the Immaculate Immortal Ridge.

The Boundary-breaking Ship quietly docked in the sea lake, its hull gently swaying.

Beside it stood a thatched hut, where everyone sat together, staring in amazement at the Image Stone placed on the ground.

The occasional exclamations of surprise made Dao Ancestor Chen Xun quite pleased and proud, glancing left and right with a grin that almost reached the sky.

Black Bull was just short of standing up, crossing his arms, and looking up at a forty-five-degree angle, as if they owned Xuanwei Heaven and the Tower of Babel.

"How about it?!"

Chen Xun stood alone, looking at the light screen, of course not mentioning anything about him and Bull being detained during Sword Flight.

Little Crane covered her mouth, hugging her knees, feeling the shock of Xuanwei Heaven just from the Image Stone. She couldn't imagine how beautiful it would be to experience it firsthand.

Little Chi was sweating profusely, just like Chen Xun and Black Bull had been.

In its heart, it was shocked. What was that big star?! Wouldn't they all die if it fell?! Xuanwei Heaven was full of dangers!!

Mo Fuyang swallowed his saliva in shock. He had never imagined Xuanwei Heaven in his life; the Southern Yu Continent was already his limit, and he dared not venture to such a distant place.

Song Heng and Gu Lisheng exchanged a glance, somewhat puzzled.

How could Xuanwei Heaven have a wide avenue beside the sea of clouds, with vendors and pavilions around? Was this cloud mist in the sky or on the ground...?

They were bewildered, feeling that with their current level and perspective, they couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

Song Heng whispered, "Lisheng, Xuanwei Heaven seems like an immortal illusion, not as real as the Mengmu Sea Region. It's more grounded here."

Gu Lisheng nodded blankly, still lost in the dreamy light screen of the Image Stone, "Fat Song... has Heaven become like this? We should visit it someday..."

A hint of longing appeared in his eyes, as this was too far removed from their current understanding of the world of cultivating immortality. His eyes even carried a different meaning.

Song Heng chuckled, "In the future, we'll follow the factory owner. We can't go wrong with him."

"Yes!"

Gu Lisheng, somewhat excited, looked at Song Heng, "I'll use my savings to buy you all tickets. I am not a stingy person."

A glint flashed in Song Heng's eyes as he nodded slightly, giving Gu Lisheng a deep look.

Though Gu Chuiniu was somewhat unreliable, he wouldn't abandon him no matter where they went. Otherwise, who would he fart at in the future? That lion dog couldn't withstand it yet.

It was a spirit beast, naturally disadvantaged in cultivation speed, only having an advantage in lifespan. When it caught up, he would definitely fart three times on its head!

Song Heng chuckled slyly at the thought and quietly continued watching the Image Stone.

He held a Treasure-Seeking Compass in his left hand, his grave-digging immortal path still having no place to shine, as his cultivation was still too low.