107: The Heavenly Gang Steals the Sun Treasure Boat

taiyin sword, a Rank 2 Low Grade Magical Artifact.

Its entire body displayed a crystal-clear profound black color, yet it did not appear dark or eerie; instead, it naturally exuded an aura as deep as an abyss, majestic and restrained.

The sword blade was about three feet three inches long. As magic power circulated, a mysterious faint light flickered, as if tiny stars were twinkling in its deepest depths.

Upon closer inspection, one could see extremely fine textures distributed across the sword's body, appearing as if naturally formed, adding a touch of mystery and vastness to it.

"What a fine sword!"

Yu Xuzi liked it more and more.

Even though he had already snatched many Rank 2 High Grade magic swords, none of them gave him the same sense of compatibility as the taiyin sword in his hand right now, as if it were naturally fated to be with him!

He believed in fate.

Therefore, this sword was fated to be his!

"Buzz~~~"

Yu Xuzi lightly flicked the sword blade. What it produced was not a crisp, sharp ring, but a low, vigorous vibration, and the air around the blade seemed to distort slightly along with it.

It was like the echoing breath of a True Spirit of Heaven and Earth!

The lingering resonance was long and soul-shaking... November 10th.

Early morning.

The six-thousand-zhang-tall Qingmu Peak stood tall between heaven and earth, piercing through layers of the sea of clouds. The golden light of the intense sun spilled down, and the pure white mist of the clouds continuously churned around the mountainside with the clear breeze.

The creatures in the mountains gradually woke up.

Spiritual birds were singing loudly, Spirit Medicines were stretching their flowery branches, and sparse human figures began to appear.

The roaring flames used for Alchemy crackled, and a rich medicinal scent gradually permeated the mountains.

It couldn't be helped; it was estimated that the war on the front line would break out soon!

Even though a massive amount of Resources remained in the Sect's treasury, it was hard to say how long they could last.

Therefore, the Disciples remaining at Qingmu Peak had to put all their effort into stoking the fires for Alchemy and handling the logistics.

Otherwise, if they couldn't keep up with the consumption and the war didn't go well, no one would have a good time when the Sect held them accountable.

At a certain Immortal Cave on the mountainside.

Yu Xuzi had just opened the Restriction of his Immortal Cave when an Escape Light passing by not far away descended from the clouds, and hearty laughter fell from the sky.

"Hahaha~ Junior Brother Qiu, you've finally come out of seclusion!"

"You went into seclusion right after entering the Inner Sect. In these past few months, I, your Senior Brother, have hardly seen you at all!"

The Escape Light dissipated, turning into a young man wearing the moon-white Daoist robe exclusive to Taihe Sect Disciples. He had a long, beardless face and a thin build.

Yu Xuzi raised an eyebrow slightly and said casually, "Senior Brother Wan, where are you going?"

This person's original name was Wan Tiansheng, and his Daoist name was Master Tianyuan.

He was Yu Xuzi's neighbor near his Immortal Cave on Qingmu Peak, and also a new Disciple who had joined Qingmu Peak only a few years ago. His cultivation was only at the Early Dao Foundation Stage.

"Sigh, I'm just going to the Main Peak to turn in my Alchemy tasks."

Wan Tiansheng complained casually, "I've been refining pills every day for the past few months; I'm almost worn out. I'm planning to head out and find some fun."

"The Sect's war is about to begin. Senior Brother Wan, please endure it for a while; it's much better than going to the front line."

Yu Xuzi said casually.

He knew what Wan Tiansheng meant by 'finding some fun.'

"That's true."

Wan Tiansheng nodded in agreement, then his eyes darted around. He walked over with a smile and said in a low voice, "Seeing how confident you look, Junior Brother Qiu, you must have finished all your Sect tasks, right? Why don't we—"

Yu Xuzi interrupted him directly and said with a calm expression, "Did you forget, Senior Brother? I am a new Disciple who just joined not long ago."

"Right now, my tasks only require refining Rank 1 High Grade and supreme-grade Medicinal Pills, which is much easier. It will probably take some time before I become a Rank 2 Alchemist."

"Slap~"

Wan Tiansheng slapped his forehead hard and sighed toward the sky, "Look at me, Junior Brother, I actually forgot about that. I really envy you!"

If he only had to refine Rank 1 pills, he could probably find time to Cultivate.

Unfortunately, he had been in the Inner Sect for several years. Last year, he had reported to the Sect that he had become a Rank 2 Alchemist, so now he had to refine both Rank 1 and Rank 2 pills.

"Are you going to turn in your Sect tasks, Junior Brother?"

"That's right."

"How about we go together?"

Yu Xuzi nodded, "Of course, why not!"

He had originally wanted to ask around about the situation in the outside world over the past three months, and meeting Wan Tiansheng was perfect... Above the sea of clouds in the sky, among the thousands of mountains and valleys.

"Whoosh whoosh~"

Two Escape Lights were flying at high speed.

"Senior Brother Wan, several months have passed. Do you know the situation on the front line? Has the fighting started yet?"

Yu Xuzi asked via Divine Sense transmission.

"How could it be that fast?"

Wan Tiansheng shook his head and replied via transmission as well, "Moving one part affects the whole. Without being fully prepared, neither side will easily be the first to act."

"However, it should be soon."

"Nowadays, the several important strongholds on the front line have gathered nearly two hundred thousand Cultivators in total. Even most of our Sect's Mystic Fetus Realm Elders are no longer in the Sect."

"Hundreds of affiliated forces are moving along with our Sect. The Cultivation World within a radius of two hundred thousand li is already on edge."

"The formation is already set; we have to fight!"

Yu Xuzi looked at the slightly empty mountains and spiritual lands around him and nodded silently in agreement.

Of the tens of thousands of Disciples in the Taihe Sect, at least half are no longer in the Sect and have already rushed to the front line.

Suddenly!

"Boom!!!"

Bursts of heavy roaring came from ahead. The sea of clouds, stretching for hundreds of li, suddenly split open from the middle, and a golden behemoth rushed straight out.

"What is that?"

Yu Xuzi stopped his Escape Light, his pupils shrinking slightly as he gazed from afar.

"It should be the Tiangang Sun-Seizing Treasure Boat!"

Wan Tiansheng stood beside him, murmuring with a shocked expression, "This is a Rank 4 Low Grade Magic Treasure. I heard it was personally refined by the Sect Master hundreds of years ago and later bestowed upon Tiangang Peak!"

The reason it was a Rank 4 Low Grade Magic Treasure was, of course, not because True Monarch Taihe couldn't refine a higher-level one, but because it was a Magic Treasure bestowed upon the Mystic Fetus Realm Elders of Tiangang Peak.

If the grade were any higher, those in the Mystic Fetus Realm would simply be unable to activate it.

Even for a Magic Treasure with relatively high autonomy like a flying boat, only a Great Immortal Master at the Late Stage of the Mystic Fetus Realm or above could barely control it.

Moreover, it also required a large amount of Spirit Stones as auxiliary power.

"So it's a Rank 4 Magic Treasure!"

Yu Xuzi focused his gaze.

He saw that golden light split open hundreds of li of the sea of clouds, crushing through the Void Realm at a moderate speed. The massive hull, over a thousand zhang long, brought an unparalleled sense of pressure.

It was like a massive Demon Emperor that blotted out the sun.

Behind it, four Rank 3 Magic Treasure flying boats, about two hundred zhang in size, and over a hundred Rank 2 flying boats, dozens of zhang in size, followed closely.

This was an extremely large-scale fleet!

The fleet stretched for dozens of li from front to back. Multicolored spiritual lights gathered together, forming a brilliant trail over ten li wide and a hundred li long as the astral winds of the sky swept past.

"Whoosh----"

The high-flying banners of the flying boats, the interwoven and shining spiritual lights of ten thousand techniques, the densely packed figures of Cultivators, combined with the earth-shaking waves of cheers continuously rising from the Taihe Mountain Range... "Taihe will be victorious!"

"Long live the Sect Master!"

"Destroy Xuan Yin Palace!"

"Fight!!!"

A grand and burning Battle Intent instantly soared into the sky.

All the members of the Taihe Sect knew what it meant for the Tiangang Peak Disciples, who specialized in slaughter and warfare, and the various Mystic Fetus Realm Elders to leave the Sect.

The war has begun!