Chapter 17: with translation of chapter title

"Young master, look." Qingye handed the information to Wei Yi.

Hongye snatched it away, "Yo yo yo! The three great cloud seas are fighting fiercely right now—should we also get in on it?"

Wei Yi lay lazily on the chair, spacing out, and didn't hear them speaking.

"All right, stop messing around, young master, what do you think?" Qingye asked.

"Huh? Oh, go on." Wei Yi came to his senses and quickly put on a serious look.

Hongye rolled her eyes, and before she could retort, Qingye spoke.

"Three days ago, the Dragon Scale Battalion ambushed the Azure Fire Battalion on the road, and the Azure Fire Battalion lost over half its forces. Then the Southern Cloud Sea counterattacked, swallowing several peripheral cloud islands of the Eastern Cloud Sea. After that, the Eastern Cloud Sea crossed the Middle Heaven to strike the western side of the Southern Cloud Sea, but was instead ambushed by the Western Cloud Sea and ultimately had three of the Southern Cloud Sea's islands annexed by the Western Cloud Sea."

Wei Yi got a headache listening to this—what nonsense! The Eastern Cloud Sea dared to cross Middle Heaven to attack, yet that bunch who only know how to set fires didn't even notice—have their brains been burned away? The Western Cloud Sea's intelligence is even more absurd; they actually took the initiative—could the Golden Crow be on holiday today?

"How are the Divine Dragon Battalion and the Departure Heaven Battalion doing?" Wei Yi rubbed his temples.

"There's no news yet of their main forces moving out." Qingye replied. "Moreover, the three cloud seas have no intention of forming an alliance."

"Hah, we're being isolated!" Hongye sneered.

"Never mind them—spread the word, all battle battalions, train hard; nowadays only strength is the real truth." Wei Yi said, about to get up and head to the training hall.

"Young master." Qingye's resentful voice sounded.

Wei Yi instantly got goosebumps and immediately sat up properly.

"Hmm, what else?"

"This is the plan for this year's cloud ore mining; please review it." Qingye then produced another document.

"Hmm, let's do it like that!" Wei Yi pretended to have read it carefully.

"By the way, how's that demonic sect remnant doing?" Wei Yi indicated he still cared about the matter.

Upon hearing this, Hongye became energized—this plan was her brainchild, and she had been assigning people to watch over it.

"The target is currently staying on Azure Cloud Island, with no movement so far, but we can't rule out that he has already acted." Hongye spoke unusually seriously.

"Also, the two individuals suspected of being from the demonic sect on Azure Cloud Island have had contact with the target, but no evidence linking them has been found yet."

"That's it?" Wei Yi didn't think that was all they had gained.

"What we can confirm is that the target is not a person of the Cloud Sea Realm, but we still can't determine his origin. Sigh, progress is so slow." As she said this, Hongye reverted to her usual self, indicating she was losing patience.

"The outside world? How rare that this backwater of our Cloud Immortal Realm, worthy of only a slap, could catch their eye!" As he said this, Wei Yi's eyes filled with cold intent.

"Keep observing; if it can't be done, send him back to heaven and earth!" Wei Yi ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

——

As soon as Fu Feng and his group left the mine cave, they were dazed; the street was filled with cultivators hurrying about, an uneasy atmosphere pervading.

Having arranged for Xiao Yi to gather information, Fu Feng went alone to the artifact forge, where he needed to prepare the flags for the Five Elements Formation and a cloud pouch.

A cloud pouch is a magic artifact specially used to store cloud energy and to produce cloud energy and to produce cloud energy; Fu Feng's refined spiritual cloud was so huge that if he stored it all in his body, he wouldn't even be able to carry out daily life.

"You can take a look at this one—it will definitely satisfy you." These days, people are panicking; even slightly better magic artifacts have been snatched up, and today, after much difficulty, someone wants to buy this overstocked merchandise, so the clerk naturally attends to them well.

"This was originally intended to be a three-star heaven-and-earth bag, but the maker's technique was too poor, so it ended up as a two-star cloud pouch; however, rest assured, the materials are all three-star, and its capacity is more than double that of an ordinary cloud pouch—so how about five hundred spirit stones for it now? You'll absolutely not lose out!" The clerk promoted it energetically.

Fu Feng was very satisfied, especially with the super-large capacity, which suited him perfectly, but he first wanted to look at the Five Elements flags.

The clerk looked embarrassed; if it had been earlier, he could surely have coaxed this customer into buying more, but now there really wasn't any left.

"Sir, you—your timing is really off; we've sold out all flags and similar magic artifacts." The clerk said.

"Huh? But aren't there still some?" Fu Feng pointed to that set of flags on the table.

The clerk looked embarrassed, "That's just something I practiced on, and it's not even finished yet." He had been studying artifact forging for two years, often crafting little things; that previous cloud pouch was his work.

"What's still missing?" Fu Feng asked.

"Huh?" The clerk hadn't reacted yet.

"What else is missing from this set of flags?" Fu Feng asked again.

"The formation pattern has already been inscribed; all that's left is to seal the five-elements spiritual materials inside." The clerk said frankly; he had also noticed this item was recently profitable, but only when it was nearly finished did he discover the materials were gone. Normally discarded five-elements spiritual materials—no one wanted them—now there isn't even a scrap left.

"How about using it as a tassel for the cloud pouch?" Fu Feng picked up the flag and inspected it; indeed the formation was intact, only lacking the infusion of five-elements spiritual power.

"That won't do, you see." The assistant habitually bargained, then only realized afterward. "Of course it's fine, you see, what else do you need?" He couldn't let the boss see, otherwise he'd get scolded to death; the assistant thought, hurriedly wrapping it up for Floating Wind.

"Alright, that's enough!" Fu Feng pulled out five hundred spirit stones; after digging for nine days he had earned over nine hundred spirit stones, but now half of them were gone in an instant.

He had no time to feel the heartache; now he was even more eager to finish his mobile base.

Returning to his residence, Fu Feng dove into the cultivation chamber and released the cloud energy from the Gathering Cloud Banner.

This was rented from the mine overseer, costing fifteen spirit stones per day.

He gathered and compressed the cloud energy, but it still occupied half of the cultivation chamber. This was already the limit; compressing further would turn it into a mass.

Fu Feng released a clump of five-colored spirit cloud from his body; he ultimately refined five-element spirit cloud, preparing to use it as five-element spirit material to seal into the formation banner, and then use it as the foundation of the formation.

He took out the formation banner, divided the spirit cloud into five parts, and respectively infused them into the banner, then activated the Minor Five Elements Technique.

Five-element spirit energy flowed from his body to the five-element formation banner, successfully activating the formation inscribed on it; after five cycles, Fu Feng opened his eyes.

"Condense!" a low shout, the five-element formation banner flew from his hand and stood in midair, spinning nonstop.

Then Fu Feng released the restrained cloud energy, and the five-element formation banner attracted the cloud energy like a magnet, drawing it together.

After a full hour, a large mass of white spirit cloud formed before him. With a thought, the spirit cloud changed according to his will.

Success! Fu Feng was overjoyed.

By then Xiao Yi had already been waiting at the door; he had important news to report.