Chapter 1360: Goal, Heavenly Martial World

After Ye Zhangqing was captured by the Viper, the Three Hundred Flowers Fairy Maidens have been thinking of him constantly.

They wonder whether he is eating well, whether he is hurt, whether he is being bullied, whether he can protect himself.

Upon arriving in each world, the Three Hundred Flowers Fairy Maidens frantically inquire about Ye Zhangqing's whereabouts.

Several times, even if the news merely resembled Ye Zhangqing, the Three Hundred Flowers Fairy Maidens would spare no effort to verify it.

Even if it ends in disappointment, the Three Hundred Flowers Fairy Maidens refuse to give up any hint, no matter how slim the chance.

At this moment, the Star Battleship is heading toward a brand‑new world, which is also the one they had inquired about in another world.

Anyway, right now everyone is running around like headless flies, with no way to have a clear goal.

In a cabin of the ship, Yun Xiantai, Dongfang Hong, Hong Zun, Qing Shi, and others gather together.

Looking at the map before them, this was purchased in another world earlier.

Though called a purchase, it was more like a robbery; after all, everyone is unfamiliar with the myriad worlds, and having a map would certainly make things easier in every respect.

"This world is the nearest to us; let's go see if we can gain anything."

Yun Xiantai points to a world on the map; this is also everyone's current goal.

Hearing this, the others nod and remain silent.

Their moods are somewhat heavy, mainly because they have suffered too many disappointments; in the boundless myriad worlds, finding a person is indeed not easy.

Yun Xiantai also knows everyone's present mood; she merely sighs silently, saying nothing more.

Repeated disappointments—who could stay in good spirits? That would be strange.

No matter how difficult, nobody intends to give up; we must rescue Ye Zhangqing, even if we have to pursue him to the ends of the earth.

Just as everyone remained silent, space suddenly shattered before Yun Xiantai, and a fingertip‑sized spatial rift appeared in the room.

Then a golden light flashed and immediately entered Yun Xiantai's mind.

"This is................"

Nobody has ever seen such a thing; how could space suddenly split open?

Actually, this is an Imperial‑grade transmission talisman; upon reaching the Imperial stage, the talisman gains the ability to rend space.

It is faster and reaches farther.

As everyone stared dumbfounded, Yun Xiantai, having received the talisman's content, could not help but become excited.

But the others don't know; Hong Zun and the others look worried.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Are you alright?"

"Don't rush, this is an Imperial‑grade transmission talisman."

Finally Dongfang Hong speaks up, explaining; only then do they realize, an Imperial‑grade transmission talisman? But who would send a message to Yun Xiantai?

Under everyone's concern, Yun Xiantai gradually comes to her senses, her eyes brightening as she looks at everyone and says:

"It's Young Master Zhangqing; he sent me this transmission."

"What?"

As soon as she said that, everyone became excited—was this a transmission from Young Master Ye Zhangqing? Could this surprise have come so suddenly?

Just a second ago they were distressed about where to find Ye Zhangqing, having no clue at all, feeling like searching for a needle in the ocean.

But the next second, Ye Zhangqing himself proactively sent a transmission?

Hong Zun was even more excited and asked:

"What did Young Master Zhangqing say?"

He is currently in a sect called Bai Song Gu in the Heavenly Martial World, and he asks us to come rescue him.

"Heavenly Martial World?"

Upon hearing that, everyone immediately turned their eyes to the map, searching for the location of the Heavenly Martial World.

"I found it, here."

A moment later, Qing Shi spoke first, pointing to a spot on the map— that is the Heavenly Martial World.

The distance from where they are now is not close, but they couldn't care less.

Near or far no longer matters; simply knowing Ye Zhangqing's exact whereabouts is enough.

"Good, good, good—tell them to turn the ship toward the Heavenly Martial World."

Without a moment's delay, the Star Battleship immediately turned and headed toward the Heavenly Martial World, pushing its speed to the extreme.

The sudden change of direction left everyone somewhat puzzled.

But upon learning that Ye Zhangqing had found a chance to contact Yun Xiantai and had also revealed his location, everyone became extremely excited.

"Have we found Young Master Zhangqing's whereabouts?"

"Good, good, good—having a definite address is enough."

"Bai Song Gu? Are the Viper's gang in Bai Song Gu? Or was Young Master Zhangqing snatched again by that Bai Song Gu?"

"Never mind who; whoever dares to harm a hair of Young Master Zhangqing will be flattened outright."

"Not bad; whoever dares to block me will be cut down with a single blade."

Aboard the Star Battleship, which had been low in spirits, Ye Zhangqing's transmission made it instantly boil over.

Everyone's heart surged with a rising hope.

With news in hand, we can rescue Young Master Zhangqing right away; then gods will slay gods, Buddhas will slay Buddhas.

The Three Hundred Flowers Fairy Maidens wept with joy; they will soon see their husband, and no longer need to day‑ and night‑long think of him as before.

They as a couple will soon be reunited.

"What a fine day today; why not take out the dried rations and celebrate?"

"Well said; we ought to celebrate today."

When everyone left Haotu Shijie, they brought along plenty of the dry rations Ye Zhangqing had left behind.

But after being out this long, consumption has been huge, mainly because they can't resupply, ah, so the dry rations keep dwindling.

To this point, everyone is reluctant to eat, each person only has one bag of dry rations per day.

After all, no one knows when they'll be able to find Ye Zhangqing, ah.

But today, with news of Ye Zhangqing, what's the point of keeping these dry rations? Once we rescue Zhangqing Xiazi, we'll eat fresh food, ah!

In response to everyone's suggestion, Yun Xiantai also didn't refuse and laughed.

"Good, bring out the remaining dry rations; today we won't return until drunk."

"Good."

Inside the Star Battleship, everyone ate the remaining dry rations, gulping down fine wine—there was plenty of wine.

They continually vented the frustration of this period; after searching so long, they finally had a gain.

Zhangqing Xiazi is impressive—he actually still managed to find an opportunity to contact them.

"Come, everyone, drink up this cup; we're setting off for the Heavenly Martial Realm."

"Drink."

On the Star Battleship, the past gloom was swept away; everyone was extremely excited, and the Star Battleship even turned into a streak of light, swiftly streaking through the Wújìn Xīnghǎi.

Along the way, whenever they encountered other Star Battleships or Xingkong Ships, they just whooshed past.

This provoked many people to shout angrily.

"Damn, rushing to go die, ah!"

They almost collided, but nobody cared at all; at this moment, everyone's mind held only one thought.

That is—be quick, quicker still, reach the Heavenly Martial Realm at the earliest moment to rescue Ye Zhangqing, and don't let any further mishaps arise.

This time we absolutely cannot let them escape again.

This Star Battleship raced like a mad thing through the star sea, straight all the way to the Heavenly Martial Realm.