Chapter 29: Setting Off for the Wild Domain, Ascending to the Butian Sect

"Clang!"

Early the next morning, the door was pushed open, and Mengchen, who was currently coaxing Heizi with the Nine Nether Ao Precious Technique, suddenly frowned.

"You..."

At the doorway, Jinchanzi stood like a Heavenly God, his holy aura overflowing; he pushed the door open, golden divine light flickering in his eyes, as if vast Runes were manifesting his supreme True Self.

Suddenly, two astonishing beams of light shot from Jinchanzi's eyes, and he said with some solemnity: "We are leaving! We are setting off for the Butian Sect in Huangyu right now."

"Didn't you say in seven days?"

Mengchen voiced his displeasure; he was just about to trick the Ten Fiends Precious Technique out of him, yet he had been abruptly interrupted.

"Setting off early will allow you to gain some experience."

"Experience, my foot! I'm busy, I can't go, let's talk about it in seven days!"

Hearing the word "experience," Mengchen refused decisively; it was truly looking for trouble where there was none.

Having said that, he prepared to pick up Heizi and close the door.

Right now, nothing was more important than wheedling the Ten Fiends Precious Technique out of him.

Jinchanzi was left speechless by the retort.

He felt endless regret in his heart; over the years, he had truly spoiled him rotten. As a dignified sect leader, he was actually being manipulated by his disciple, with no rules to speak of.

It was truly stifling; usually, his word was law, his commands were like mountains, and looking across the entire Western Sect, who dared to disobey?

The more he thought, the angrier he became; Jinchanzi was moved, and displeasure was already evident on his youthful face.

"Are you truly not going?"

Mengchen had already walked to the door, and before closing it, he said righteously: "Not going!"

"Fine! If you won't drink the toast, don't blame me for using force."

Having said that, Jinchanzi reached out directly, grabbed him by the collar, flew straight into the high sky, and disappeared into the horizon.

Amidst the distant mountains, Jinchanzi sped through the wind in mid-air, transforming into a golden streak of light as he crossed mountains and ridges.

He pushed his speed to the limit, and everywhere he passed was swept by a powerful force, causing either the mountains to crack or ancient, towering trees to be severed.

Not long after, they had already flown hundreds of miles away.

After landing, Jinchanzi, who had been clutching his collar, finally let go and said: "Little bald thief, how do you feel?"

Mengchen's eyes were wide open, and he thought about it with lingering fear; this speed was too astonishing, and the powerful wind force was practically tearing him apart.

After putting down the now-fainted Heizi in his arms, he himself felt the world spinning, felt discomfort in his throat, and violently spat out a heap.

After a brief rest, under Jinchanzi's urging, Mengchen had no choice but to get up and continue the journey.

Afterward, following five days of experience, they were already further and further away from the Western Sect.

During these five days, under Jinchanzi's arrangement, Mengchen traveled through dense mountain forests, encountering batch after batch of powerful, ferocious beasts, and experienced several hundred bloody battles in a row.

During this time, Jinchanzi hid in the shadows, acting entirely as a spectator, never once offering help, and only Heizi could contribute a little bit of effort.

After breaking out of the endless mountain ranges, under Jinchanzi's lead, they arrived at a large city in the Xuan Domain, from which they continued their journey using a spatial teleportation array.

The Xuan Domain was truly too vast, possessing billions of miles of mountains and rivers, with territory so expansive it was boundless; relying on human effort to travel, one feared that even a month might not be enough to walk out of it.

Through the spatial teleportation array, they quickly arrived at the border of the Xuan Domain, and after a short rest, they boarded a boundary-breaking ship to head straight for Huangyu.

The boundary-breaking ship could travel tens of millions of kilometers a day and was an essential tool for crossing boundless territories.

The boundary-breaking ship plunged into the peak of the void, moving with the speed of a gale.

After these two days of travel, they had come all this way and could already overlook the dense human settlements below, flying over one magnificent giant city after another.

Gradually, the speed of the boundary-breaking ship slowed down significantly.

In the distant mountains, clouds and mist swirled, and divine light scattered down.

It seemed as if an ancient religion was vaguely visible amidst the clouds and rainbows.

The buildings that could be faintly seen were arranged in an orderly fashion, with golden walls and glazed tiles, as if isolated from the world, giving one a mysterious and archaic aura. As they drew closer, outside the sect, one ancient and imposing building after another was built against the mountains and by the water, permeated with an antique and elegant atmosphere.

Groups of cranes and numerous beautiful fairies were dancing freely together, and watching them gave one a feeling of being as light as a swallow.

"Up ahead is the Butian Sect; we have arrived," Jinchanzi said.

Mengchen's gaze was like a torch, staring at the ultimate dance of the fairies and cranes, unable to extricate himself.

"Is this the Butian Sect? So many fairies! It's much better than the dull and tasteless Western Sect." Hearing Jinchanzi's words, Mengchen expressed his most intuitive feeling.

"Slap!"

Jinchanzi slapped him.

"Presumptuous! My Western Sect is sacred and solemn, a place of purity; how can you call it dull and tasteless?"

Mengchen turned around and rolled his eyes, becoming silent; as the head of the Western Sect, this Lao Tuzi really shouldn't have slandered the Western Sect in front of him.

"Hehe!" Seeing him get hit, Heizi on the side secretly chuckled.

"Bang!"

Mengchen kicked out, and Heizi immediately stuck to the deck of the boundary-breaking ship, sticking out his long tongue and unable to get down for a long time.

"Whew..."

Mengchen, who had just been worried about having nowhere to vent his anger, immediately let out a breath of relief.

"Rumble!"

Suddenly, the cloud tides ahead surged, emitting a shocking sound.

Amidst the surging, the cloud tides gathered and constructed a spectacular gateway, as if a Heavenly Gate had descended to the mortal world.

The next instant, the gateway slowly opened, and wisps of divine light shone out from within, winding and spreading to form a divine bridge.

Following the formation of the divine bridge, a person stepped out from the gateway in the clouds, walking upon the bridge.

That was a man, looking to be in his twenties or thirties; his posture was as upright as a pine, and his brows and eyes were as deep as the stars.

He had a head of silver hair, fluttering amidst divine rays, shimmering with a silvery light.

His face was handsome and carried a hint of arrogance, as if he were the master of this Heaven Domain and Earth Domain, inspiring awe in others.

As he slowly moved forward, the gate, the divine bridge, and the divine rays behind him all slowly dissipated.

"Who is this person? To have such an astonishing display." Mengchen asked himself inwardly, already deeply shaken.

"Those with little ability love ostentation the most." The voice of the Vajra Pestle rang out clearly in his heart.

After hearing this, Mengchen wore an awkward expression; it was true, the other's strength was transcendent, so naturally, he could look down upon such a display, but for Mengchen, it was already far beyond his reach.

"Cultivate well! In the future, let alone such a display, even the sun, moon, and stars will have to crawl at your feet." The voice of the Vajra Pestle echoed once more.

"Heh! Making an entrance by stepping on the sun, moon, and stars?" Mengchen's imagination immediately ran wild, his blood already surging.

"Brother Qitianyan, what a magnificent display! This act is truly stunning and peerless; it truly makes me feel inferior!"

At this moment, Jinchanzi spoke, his words full of flattery.

The person who arrived was the Butian Sect Leader, named Qitianyan, who had already firmly occupied the Venerable Realm for many years, only one step away from igniting the Divine Fire.

Above the Venerable is the Divine Fire Realm, which can already be called a god.

A god, by definition, has transcended the realm of mortals and is a high and lofty existence.

"Brother Jin, you flatter me too much; if you were to show even a little of your skill, my small tricks would not be worth looking at." Qitianyan responded politely.

Subsequently, after examining Jinchanzi, he said: "Brother, your cultivation has improved quite a bit over these years! I fear you are about to ignite the Divine Fire."

"More or less! Is Brother Qitianyan not the same? I believe that after our discussion of the Dao this time, if we can gain some insight, we will certainly be able to take that step together."

Shichanchan will appear tomorrow...

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