165: Teleport

"Alright, my power is about to be exhausted. After you get out, remember to find some fifth-grade Materials for me."

"Fifth-grade!"

Zhou Xiuyuan was immersed in the profoundness of this visualization method.

Suddenly, the broken long sword's words startled him awake.

"This..."

Zhou Xiuyuan hesitated to speak. Even if he sold the entire Zhou Family, he probably wouldn't be able to afford fifth-grade Materials.

"Cough~"

"Fourth-grade can barely be used."

Seeing Zhou Xiuyuan's stunned expression, the broken long sword reluctantly said.

"This..."

Zhou Xiuyuan hesitated to speak again.

"Third-grade Materials, that should be fine now, right?"

"I think that scale in your Storage Pouch is quite good."

"Why don't you let this Old Ancestor have it as a snack? Anyway, with this Old Ancestor around, other treasures are nothing much."

"No!"

Zhou Xiuyuan's previous hesitation vanished, his expression firm, as he tightly clutched the Storage Pouch at his waist.

"This won't do, that won't do. Are you planning to make this Old Ancestor starve?"

The broken long sword's tone was resentful, muttering complaints.

"Hehe..."

"Senior..."

"Call this Old Ancestor Sword Spirit Lord."

"Sword Spirit Lord, when I return home, there will naturally be third-grade Materials for you to enjoy. However, this scale was bestowed upon me by my Old Ancestor, and I absolutely cannot let Senior eat it."

Zhou Xiuyuan readily agreed, his words sincere.

"Fine, for the sake of your filial piety, this Old Ancestor will endure for now."

After speaking, the broken long sword floated over and hung at Zhou Xiuyuan's waist, pushing the one heart sword, which was originally tucked there, to the bottom.

"Buzz~"

The one heart sword lightly chimed.

"Hmph!"

The broken long sword let out a soft snort, and a hint of Aura spread out. The one heart sword whined once and fell silent, seemingly very wronged.

"Is this really a Venerable's personal sword?"

"Why does it feel a bit unreliable..."

Zhou Xiuyuan looked at the broken long sword tucked at his waist, his eyes somewhat bewildered.

"Sword Spirit Lord, my two friends..."

Zhou Xiuyuan softly asked the broken long sword.

"This Old Ancestor will impart a method to you."

The ancient voice from the broken long sword entered Zhou Xiuyuan's mind.

Subsequently, a set of incantations appeared in his mind.

This spell was quite simple; Zhou Xiuyuan had firmly grasped it after a moment's glance.

His gaze turned to the two bubbles floating in the distance.

Zhou Xiuyuan originally intended to release Shen Xuanzhao first.

But when he saw Yun Qingsi hugging her knees and weeping softly in the scene within Yun Qingsi's bubble.

After hesitating for a moment, he silently recited the spell in his mind, his hand gestures changing, and gently pointed at the bubble where Yun Qingsi was.

"Pop~"

The bubble burst, and the scene disappeared.

Yun Qingsi, who had been sleeping for a long time, still had wet tear stains at the corners of her eyes as she floated down from the air.

Opening her eyes, before she could react, she felt a burst of white light engulf her, and then she saw Zhou Xiuyuan not far away.

"Zhou Xiuyuan!"

Yun Qingsi's heart was filled with excitement.

"How many years, how many years has it been? I finally see a living person again!"

"Wuwuwu~"

Yun Qingsi wept tears of joy, circulating her magic power, and rushed towards Zhou Xiuyuan.

Zhou Xiuyuan saw Yun Qingsi arrive in an instant, seemingly about to embrace him, and his expression changed slightly.

At the critical moment, Zhou Xiuyuan slightly turned his body, avoiding her.

"Thud!"

"???"

Yun Qingsi lay prostrate on the ground, her mind a blank, even her crying temporarily forgotten.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, are you alright?"

Zhou Xiuyuan's expression returned to normal as he looked at Yun Qingsi on the ground and asked softly.

"..."

Yun Qingsi recovered from her daze, turned and sat up, burying her head between her knees.

"How embarrassing, how utterly embarrassing..."

Zhou Xiuyuan nodded, she should be fine.

Subsequently, he circulated his magic power and pointed at Shen Xuanzhao's bubble.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, Fellow Daoist Zhou?"

Shen Xuanzhao awoke, and after a long while, his eyes gradually regained their luster.

He looked at Zhou Xiuyuan, speaking uncertainly.

"It's me, Fellow Daoist Shen."

"Heh~"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for saving my life."

Shen Xuanzhao gave a self-deprecating smile.

He had always prided himself on not falling behind others.

He never expected that this time he not only lost by a large margin but also had his life saved by Zhou Xiuyuan.

If he had been lost in that void for a few more years, he would probably have completely forgotten everything.

Even if he were rescued, he would no longer have self-awareness.

Yun Qingsi, despite her insufficient talent and being stuck at the first trial, had, however, turned misfortune into a blessing, not experiencing the eternal solitude that the two of them had encountered.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, there's no need for that."

Zhou Xiuyuan said seriously.

Shen Xuanzhao's cultivation was higher than his own, and his talent and intelligence were naturally excellent.

Even without him, he believed that he would have been able to emerge from that space.

Shen Xuanzhao slightly adjusted his feelings of disappointment.

He came before Zhou Xiuyuan, looked at Yun Qingsi, who was sitting on the ground with her head down, and asked:

"Junior Sister, what's wrong?"

"None of your business."

Yun Qingsi replied with a huff.

Shen Xuanzhao turned to look at Zhou Xiuyuan, wanting to ask what had just happened.

Zhou Xiuyuan gave an awkward smile, not knowing how to speak.

"Let's go."

"This space is about to collapse."

In Zhou Xiuyuan's mind, the Sword Spirit's ancient voice rang out.

Without the great snow mountain sword suppressing it, this Legacy space of the Great Snow Mountain Sword Sect was about to collapse.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, Fellow Daoist Yun, this place is about to collapse. It's best if we leave quickly."

Zhou Xiuyuan looked at the two and said seriously.

Yun Qingsi's heart jumped in surprise, and she quickly smoothed the blush on her face, stood up, and nodded apologetically to Zhou Xiuyuan.

Shen Xuanzhao agreed, not caring what Zhou Xiuyuan had obtained in this place.

These two trials had already given him a rich harvest.

The three checked themselves, confirmed they hadn't left anything behind, and were about to step towards the distant stone door when—

"Buzz~"

Rays of light emanated from the underground of the Legacy land, and lines of patterns were lit up beneath the ground.

The light penetrated the space, encompassing the three people in the Legacy land. The Legacy land began to shake violently, and space continuously started to collapse inwards.

"Not good!"

"Damn it!"

"How can there be a teleportation array to the Xuanming Realm here?"

In Zhou Xiuyuan's mind, the Sword Spirit's exasperated voice rang out urgently.

"Senior..."

Light enveloped the surroundings, and space began to distort. The three's expressions drastically changed.

Just as Zhou Xiuyuan was about to ask, he felt his Physical Body being pulled by space.

"This is an ancient teleportation array. We don't have a teleportation token, and our cultivation is not enough. If we can't resist the spatial tearing, we will die here today."

Shen Xuanzhao's tone was anxious. Seeing this scene, he recalled some records in ancient texts, and his face turned pale.

"Quickly defend!"

Shen Xuanzhao shouted loudly. Twelve greenish-blue tortoise shells appeared in his hand. He urgently circulated his magic power, and the tortoise shells scattered, enveloping the three of them.

Yun Qingsi was also decisive. A beautiful umbrella-shaped Magical Artifact appeared in her hand. The umbrella opened, floated up, and light fell, covering the three of them.

Zhou Xiuyuan took out a second-grade defensive treasure talisman, activated all his magic power, and poured it into it. A pagoda-shaped phantom materialized from the talisman, protecting the three within it.

The tearing force weakened, and the three felt a slight relief.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the light suddenly intensified, and space surged violently. The tortoise shells shattered into pieces, blood spilled from Shen Xuanzhao's mouth, cracks appeared on the umbrella-shaped Magical Artifact, and Yun Qingsi's face turned pale.

The pagoda-shaped phantom began to shake precariously.

The three's faces turned ashen, their hearts filled with despair.

"From now on, you can only rely on yourself."

Just as the three's defenses were about to be torn apart, an ancient voice sighed in Zhou Xiuyuan's mind.

A phantom of a snow mountain materialized from the broken long sword at his waist.

"Suppress!"

The ancient voice resounded.

The three's Physical Bodies temporarily stabilized.

Outside the stone wall, when the Legacy land shook, the precious bead flew out, and a snake shadow materialized, forming its body from wind and rain.

"Break!"

Mo Xuan swept his tail, striking the stone wall.

Zhou Liyue's ribbons behind her fluttered, protecting herself.

The stone wall was already shaking precariously, and with Mo Xuan's strike, it shattered in response.

Mo Xuan's magic power flew out, pulling Zhou Liyue beside him, and he crashed into the Legacy land.

"Old Ancestor!"

Zhou Xiuyuan saw Mo Xuan's figure burst in and shouted loudly.

"Wind Bind!"

Mo Xuan's innate ability activated, and wind, like chains, locked onto Zhou Xiuyuan, trying to pull him out.

"Buzz~"

Before his words finished, light flashed, the Wind Bind missed, and the figures of Zhou Xiuyuan and the other two disappeared.