808: Leichi

"This thing is quite interesting."

"If we take this back to the clan and hand it over to the Tiangong Hall, it would be quite beneficial for the low-level Disciples if they can reverse-engineer it."

Beside the massive black snake.

Zhou Xiutong floated to the side, excitedly studying the several Sky-Shattering Mechas she had seized.

She had spent quite some time studying these things the Old Ancestor called 'mechas'.

Although she noticed many wonders about them, she was, after all, not a professional.

She couldn't repair them, nor could she build a new one based on their design.

Although these mechas weren't very useful for Cultivators above the Nascent Soul Stage.

They were still very useful for those at the Golden Core stage and below.

Especially in terms of both offense and defense.

If worn, one would be significantly stronger than other Cultivators of the same rank.

Good stuff.

Zhou Xiutong was now somewhat grateful to that reckless ant who dared to attack her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have had this unexpected pleasant surprise.

She just didn't know if the Tiangong Hall could reverse-engineer it.

"I should have left a survivor..." Zhou Xiutong felt a bit of regret.

Even Mortals who weren't even at the Qi Refining stage could tinker and create these.

Cultivators, who cultivated Dharmic powers and forged their Divine Souls, would surely be stronger than Mortals.

Thinking this, Zhou Xiutong stopped worrying and put the mechas back into her Storage Pouch.

The million-foot-long behemoth continued to traverse through the Void Realm.

Zhou Xiutong also submerged herself once more into comprehending the Great Dao of the Lightning Origin.

The void was silent.

At a certain moment.

Mo Xuan's heart stirred.

Behind his head, the white halo swayed gently.

A sliver of information emerged from his mind.

"Oh? The Great World of the Sea of Thunder, the Thunder Pool, Xiutong's Opportunity."

Mo Xuan looked toward the right.

There was a relatively bright orb of light.

Hum~

The void trembled.

The behemoth flickered, vanishing from its spot and reappearing outside that distant orb of light.

"Xiutong, there is a natural Thunder Pool in this world. Go take a look; it will be beneficial for you."

Mo Xuan woke Zhou Xiutong.

Zhou Xiutong's heart stirred.

Indeed, it was good to follow the Old Ancestor.

"Yes, Old Ancestor."

Zhou Xiutong moved and descended into the orb of light ahead.

Just as Zhou Xiutong was swallowed by the orb of light.

Inside the orb, in the depths of the sky of the Great World of the Sea of Thunder.

It seemed as though the world itself sensed something.

A profound sigil slowly emerged. In the next second, the sigil transformed into the phantom of a long-bearded man wearing simple Daoist robes.

The phantom glanced toward the outer heavens, his heart trembling. Not daring to delay, he took a step and arrived outside the world.

"Fa Mingzi of the Fahua Holy Sect pays his respects to Mo Ancestor!"

The Fahua Holy Sect was one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects of the Human Race in the Eastern Wasteland of the Chaofeng Ancient Realm.

However, its ranking was relatively low.

Fa Mingzi's phantom appeared outside the world and came to Mo Xuan's side, bowing in greeting.

But in his heart, he was secretly complaining, wondering why this existence had suddenly come here... "Fellow Daoist Fa Huazi."

"I have traveled here and observed that the Thunder Pool of this world has a predestined connection with a junior of my clan, so I shall stay here for a while."

Mo Xuan nodded, seeing the unease in Fa Huazi's heart.

Whew... So that's how it is. A predestined connection is good, very good... Fa Huazi breathed a sigh of relief, his mood suddenly relaxing.

Given this person's swift and resolute style of handling things.

Since he wasn't the target, he would be fine.

Despite having cultivated for countless years, reaching the Second Level of the Tribulation Passing Stage and embarking on the path of Immortal Ascension.

Merely sensing a wisp of this person's aura had disturbed his state of mind.

Forcing him to descend his Heavenly Venerate's will from the distant Chaofeng Ancient Realm.

But there was really no helping it.

Nowadays, the name of this Mo Ancestor was even more resonant than that of the Golden Crow Demon Emperor of the previous era.

He was feared even more by Mahayana and Tribulation Passing Heavenly Venerates.

Examples of those who came before were right in front of him.

No one dared to offend this person and ruin their entire life's cultivation.

"Mo Ancestor, please have some tea."

Having set his mind at ease, Fa Huazi waved his hand, and various phenomena appeared in the void.

A cup of refreshing spiritual tea condensed from the phenomena in front of Fa Huazi.

Condensing tea from the void.

Fa Huazi stepped back a pace, standing beside Mo Xuan, and looked toward the Great World of the Sea of Thunder.

The Great World of the Sea of Thunder was named after a vast and boundless sea of thunder.

Here, within the sea of thunder, lightning constantly fell from the sky.

It was incomparably perilous.

However, in such a dangerous place.

There were figures sailing upon this sea of thunder.

Heading toward the center of the thunder sea.

Just then.

Somewhere in the thunder sea, Pu Yuanzi, who was clutching a longsword and standing on a small boat to avoid the countless falling lightning bolts, had a change in expression and looked toward the front-left.

He saw.

Amidst the countless lightning bolts.

A female immortal dressed in purple, with skin like cream, hair like flowing clouds, eyebrows like distant mountains, and eyes that seemed to ripple with purple mist when they moved, descended from the lightning.

She stepped onto a wave rising from the sea of thunder.

Looking at him with a smile in her eyes.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist."

Zhou Xiutong's smile was bright, less like spring thunder and more like winter sun.

This scene was forever etched into the heart of Pu Yuanzi, a top expert in the Great World of the Sea of Thunder who dual-cultivated in both lightning and the way of the sword.

Pu Yuanzi, who had once thought he would spend his entire life accompanied only by his sword and lightning, seemed to have something more in his heart from this moment on.

However, this was ultimately nothing more than a dream.

"Pu Yuanzi greets Fellow Daoist."

...Chaofeng Ancient Realm, Eastern Wasteland, Changping Prefecture, Sword Inquiry Manor.

Sword Inquiry Manor was located outside the Changping Mountains, in a place where Spiritual Qi gathered.

At this time, inside Sword Inquiry Manor.

A Middle-aged Cultivator in a golden robe with a majestic expression had lost his composure somewhat and was hurriedly heading down the mountain.

Behind the golden-robed Middle-aged Cultivator followed seven Cultivators of varying ages, appearances, and cultivation levels.

The young Cultivator walking at the very back had a faint, mysterious light in the center of his forehead that seemed about to burst forth.

"Why would the Heavenly Sword Successor of the Qingyang Zhou Clan, who is traveling the world, come here?"

The Master of Sword Inquiry Manor was in a state of confusion.

He had just received word from a Disciple at the foot of the mountain that Zhou Xiuyuan of the Qingyang Zhou Clan had come to visit.

This had caught him off guard.

After all, he hadn't received a visiting card from the Heavenly Sword Successor in advance, and he wasn't one of the successor's targets for discussing the Dao, so why would he visit so suddenly?

His thoughts were racing, but that didn't hinder his speed.

When someone from the Qingyang Zhou Clan came, no matter who it was, as long as they presented their visiting card, he had to welcome them properly.

As for the rest, he could only wait until he saw them.

The Master of Sword Inquiry Manor, along with his seven Disciples and various Elders and Guest Elders who joined them along the way, arrived at the foot of the mountain in a grand procession and met Zhou Xiuyuan's trio.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please forgive me for not welcoming you sooner."

"Please, come in!"

The Master of Sword Inquiry Manor strode forward and bowed to Zhou Xiuyuan.

"Our sudden visit has disturbed you, Villa Master."

Zhou Xiuyuan returned the greeting with perfect etiquette.

"Not at all, not at all. Please, come inside."

"The arrival of you three Fellow Daoists brings great honor to my humble villa."

The two groups exchanged pleasantries as they headed toward the mountainside of Sword Inquiry Mountain.

Zhou Guangyao followed behind Zhou Xiuyuan and Qin Shulan, his eyes secretly glancing at the young man following the Master of Sword Inquiry Manor.

"Abnormality between the brows..."

"It seems he is Feng Ping..."

"He does have sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes."

Zhou Guangyao observed him discreetly.