66: Chapter 66 Family Heirloom

The Portable Space was Lin Bei's territory, and he immediately sensed something.

Turning around, he met a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

However, when those eyes looked at Wang Shirui, they were filled with infinite tenderness.

What the hell?

Lin Bei was confused, "You didn't die?"

Wang Shirui also realized something was wrong, opened her eyes, and let out a startled cry.

"Ah! Dork, why is there a stone man here?"

The newcomer was none other than the stone spirit that had been peeled from the chaos original stone.

Lin Bei had originally thought it was completely dead, so he had tossed it casually into his Portable Space.

He didn't expect it to still be alive; it had just been too lazy to move.

"Die? Soon..." The stone spirit glanced at Lin Bei, then stared motionless at Wang Shirui again.

"What do you want?"

Lin Bei pondered secretly.

"Although this guy failed its evolution and couldn't become a true Sacred Spirit, I reckon it still has the strength of a Great Sage..."

However, he wasn't afraid at all; inside the Portable Space, even a Great Emperor would have to bow down!

Of course, if a Great Sage found his Portable Space in the outside world, that would be a different story...

Wang Shirui was so nervous from being stared at that she quietly leaned closer to Lin Bei.

After a long while, the stone spirit slowly spat out a few words, "A sleeping natural Sacred Spirit Physique!"

Lin Bei was stunned.

A natural Sacred Spirit Physique? Wang Shirui?

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the stone spirit let out a wild roar, and a ball of crystalline liquid flew out from the top of its head, entering Wang Shirui's crown chakra before anyone could react.

Lin Bei's gaze was somewhat complex, but he didn't stop it; he knew what the stone spirit was doing.

The crystalline liquid was the stone spirit's final life essence.

It wanted to use this to awaken Wang Shirui's sleeping Sacred Spirit Physique.

The Sacred Spirit race is born with a proud backbone and generally looks down on other races, but they are exceptionally united among their own kind.

The stone spirit was clearly treating Wang Shirui as one of its own.

After the crystalline liquid entered Wang Shirui's body, she immediately fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, the stone spirit was covered in dense cracks, its voice weak to the extreme.

"She will likely need a month to wake up, thank you..."

"Bang!" After finishing, the stone body shattered directly into countless fragments.

Lin Bei looked at the rubble, then at Wang Shirui, and finally at the cyan dao seed in his hand, speechless.

The Golden Great Era is truly terrifying!

Even this seemingly ordinary little girl has a sleeping special Physique...

With Wang Shirui fallen into a deep sleep, Lin Bei had no choice but to leave the Portable Space and continue his journey alone.

Under Days Like Years, the System cooldown had long since ended.

"Forget it, no rush to die this time..."

After thinking it over, Lin Bei decided to save one chance to court death.

This trip is to save Chen Ping, and he didn't know what the situation would be like.

If he encountered any crisis while the System was in its cooldown period, he would definitely be held back.

Seven days later.

Lin Dong City.

A major city in the Central Province region closest to the Eastern Wastelands.

"With that old fox, Li Qingfeng, leading the way, Chen Ping shouldn't be that easy to capture..."

"As a master who has just arrived, it's reasonable to enjoy some local delicacies first, right?"

Lin Bei muttered while stuffing food into his mouth.

He was all about being carefree.

"Hey! Have you heard? That person from the Wang family has almost turned the Central Province upside down recently!"

Restaurants are always the best sources of gossip, aside from the village entrance.

"What's the situation? I just came out of seclusion today, so I really don't know much..."

"Haha... isn't it because of a woman? You know Fairy Yue from the Tianji Sect, right?"

"Of course I know that. Hasn't Wang Teng always treated her as his own private property? Could it be... she was snatched by someone?" Towards the end, the Cultivator's voice lowered.

"Uh, that hasn't happened. Who would dare snatch a woman from him? It's just that I heard she's been missing for several months..."

"Tch! What's the big deal? For us Cultivators, it's common to go into seclusion for several years."

"So they say, heroes eventually struggle to pass the beauty trial. That Wang Teng's Aptitude is heaven-defying!"

"The Prodigies of the same generation in the Central Province are basically still in the mid-to-late Spirit Refining stage, but he has already taken the lead and stepped into the Dao Integration stage, capable of fighting with veteran Dragon Transformation Cultivator! He is truly far ahead!"

"But once it involves Fairy Yue, he still turns into an idiot."

"Young! He is just too young after all!"

Damn! Tianji Sect, does such a School really exist?

Lin Bei had to admit that he had wrongly blamed Shangguan Yue before.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the table where the few men were talking, "Old gentlemen, may I ask a question?"

"Young man, feel free to ask!"

"That Tianji Sect, do they make money?"

"Pfft..."

"Pfft..."

Two people immediately spat out the wine they had just taken into their mouths; they had never encountered such a tricky question.

"Cough cough... It seems they do make quite a bit of money. The Tianji Sect specializes in Formation and the Heavenly Secret Technique!"

"That's right, I heard that some Imperial Dynasty rulers will even go to the Tianji Sect to help calculate heavenly secrets. A single divination costs hundreds or thousands of fangyuan stones!"

Lin Bei had no heart to listen to the rest; he only felt his heart bleeding...

"My ten thousand fangyuan stones! Shangguan Yue! Don't let me see you again!"

Now, the food on the table didn't taste good anymore!

Lin Bei left Lin Dong City and continued his journey.

This was the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, still five days away from the Yinyue Dynasty.

Three days later, Lin Bei was lying on the moral seal, traveling with his legs crossed.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, two figures flew over at high speed.

"This is not simple!" Lin Bei's gaze was grave.

The speed of these two was already at the level of a Dragon Transformation Cultivator.

Soon, he could see what the two looked like.

These were two young men, one chasing and one fleeing.

The Cultivator fleeing in front was handsome and extraordinary, with a somewhat cynical air, shouting backwards while running.

"Wang Teng, do you have some kind of serious illness? You've been chasing me for three days! I've already said, I didn't touch Fairy Yue, I didn't touch Fairy Yue! Why the hell are you still chasing me!"

"Hmph! Feng Xiaoyao, besides you! In the Central Province, I can't think of anyone else!"

Lin Bei followed the voice to look at the person behind, his pupils slightly constricted.

This person was dressed in a yellow robe, standing on a divine chariot, carrying an innate air of nobility.

Around him, the phantoms of the four sacred beasts—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—appeared from time to time, making people look on in awe.

"What a great Central Province number one Prodigy, Wang Teng!" Lin Bei nodded inwardly.

In terms of appearance alone, this Wang Teng was indeed much better than people like Wang Xiao and Jiang Yunyi.

This Feng Xiaoyao was also not simple! His speed could actually rival Wang Teng's.

Feng Xiaoyao shouted with an exaggerated expression, "Wang Teng! What kind of talk is that? What are you saying?"

"Although I have declared that I want to become the number one flower-plucking thief of the Desolate Ancient Continent! But I am still a virgin to this day! Don't slander a good person!"

"Courting death!" Hearing this, Wang Teng let out an angry shout, and spiritual power shot directly from his fingertips towards the front.

Feng Xiaoyao let out a strange cry, his speed increasing by another thirty percent, dodging the attack and pulling away in a flash.

At this moment, the two had already arrived not far from Lin Bei.

"Fellow Daoist, don't panic! I'm here to help you!" He shouted loudly, then went to meet Feng Xiaoyao.

Feng Xiaoyao slowed down, feeling baffled.

Lin Bei directly pulled out a pure white wooden bow and placed it in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist! This is my family heirloom Sacred Artifact! Shoot him!"