616: Imagine a flying boat of technological civilization

“Fifty thousand years? Just like this, walking for fifty thousand years???”, Gu Qing was completely shocked when he heard the conversation between the two.

Walking for fifty thousand years across an endless, silent, and lifeless barren land, all while bearing immense gravity.

Just thinking about it made Gu Qing break out in a cold sweat.

No wonder Fu Qi looked so weathered; who wouldn't look weathered after going through something like that?

“This is all normal; what’s there to be so surprised about? Some Saints even face more severe challenges. To find a piece of divine metal above Level Seven, they venture into Dao Forbidden Zones and enter the boundless Chaos. They might walk for dozens or hundreds of Yuanhui, or even longer,” Youmeng said indifferently.

“What's more, for treasures that are suspected to be of Heavenly Dao level, let alone a mere fifty thousand years, no one would give up even for five hundred million years.”

Hearing this, Gu Qing was silent for a long time before sighing, “The Great Dao is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the heavens.”

If he didn't have so many supreme treasures, if he wasn't protected by so many powerful figures...

If he were just one of the countless beings, perhaps he would also be like this.

“It's good that you know.”

“By the way, do you want to walk the barren land for fifty thousand years too, to temper your body and sharpen your will?”

“Treasured lands that can train Saints are not common,” Youmeng said.

Although it was extremely arduous, it was undeniable that this place was absolutely a rare treasured land in the world.

If word got out, many people would be willing to spend everything they had to come here for training.

Even a slight improvement in strength would be a tremendous stroke of good fortune.

“No, thank you. I don't want to become weathered and old. What if I turn into an old man and my women dislike me?” Gu Qing flatly refused.

“…”

“...You're overthinking it. Fu Qi became weathered because his will wasn't firm, he had too many distracting thoughts, and he was depressed,” Youmeng said, speechless.

In reality, Fu Qi probably knew in his heart that this place might be a killing formation and didn't contain any supreme treasure that could enhance his strength.

He also knew that he might not be able to obtain the treasures of this great formation.

But he didn't want to give up, deceiving himself again and again, enduring immense pressure, and feeling extremely bitter inside. It would be strange if he didn't age.

“As long as you cast aside distracting thoughts and focus wholeheartedly, it won't have much impact on your state of mind. As long as your heart doesn't age, your appearance will never age.”

“Forget it, fifty thousand years is too long.”

What Youmeng said was very tempting, but Gu Qing felt it wasn't worth the effort.

Gu Qing circulated his Dao Pupil to scan the rules of heaven and earth, then quickly withdrew his gaze, feeling much more at ease.

It was indeed forbidden to use magical power here, but it couldn't stop his Myriad Transformations Chaos and Formless Escape Technique.

He could leave whenever he wanted.

“How should I take these four people with me?” Gu Qing mused.

He wanted to use these four people as a sacrifice for his Gui Xu Sword, to see its power.

Furthermore, these four individuals must be worth a fortune.

“Godfather, if I use a flying object without magical power, I wonder if it would work?” Gu Qing asked.

“Yes, but the materials also cannot contain spiritual power. Only pure mortal technology will do.”

“Then, Godfather, please conjure one for me.”

With four watchful Saints by his side, ready to attack him at any moment, Gu Qing dared not expend his magical power and soul power.

After all, conjuring a flying object that could withstand the pressure of the barren land and travel at the speed of light would certainly consume a lot of magical power and soul power.

“Alright, I really owe you. Here you go!”

For Youmeng, conjuring all things and turning falsehood into reality was merely a thought. If she wanted to, she could conjure a perfect Great Universe, let alone a mere flying boat.

“Hoo!”

Qiu Yu walked, sweating profusely and panting, fine beads of sweat appearing on her full figure, drenching her thin silk robe and revealing her voluptuous and ample curves.

Her fair, delicate skin was faintly visible, and her body exuded an alluring fragrance.

It made the three men behind her unable to stop watching, their desires flaring.

Qiu Yu looked at Gu Qing's steady steps, her eyes flickering. “Among the four, this kid walks the most steadily. Even Fu Qi, who has entered three times, is not as good as this kid. This kid is definitely a master of body refinement; his physique is astonishingly strong.”

Thinking this, Qiu Yu's fragrant tongue couldn't help but lick her fiery red lips: “If only I could have a taste of this kid. It would be even better if I could get his body refinement cultivation method; my physique could also improve a level.”

“Unfortunately, I've shown my favor many times, but he always rejected me. I want to be a female Bodhisattva, but this kid doesn't want to be a fated guest.”

“I wonder if Fu Qi has a powerful body refinement cultivation method. This old fellow has always coveted my beautiful body. I should find an opportunity to absorb some of his essence. But Fu Qi is too old…” Qiu Yu thought to herself.

Thinking of Fu Qi's weathered face, she found it a bit hard to bring herself to it.

Fu Yong had a full beard and was somewhat unsightly.

Wu Bu Jie the Monk was even more hideous.

She disliked all three of them.

“Hoo!”

“Seductive vixen…”

Fu Qi was a little better; his resolve was firm. He only glanced a few times before shifting his gaze, continuing his difficult journey.

Fu Yong and Wu Bu Jie the Monk followed behind Qiu Yu.

Smelling the fragrant scent that wafted over, and seeing Qiu Yu's faintly visible fair skin, voluptuous body, and large, round buttocks.

The two men breathed heavily, unable to tear their eyes away.

Although their minds were transcendent, having endured countless tribulations, and their Dao hearts were as firm as divine metal, they didn't place much importance on beauty and were solely devoted to seeking the Dao.

But at this moment, they were aroused by Qiu Yu's boundless desire.

Neither of them intended to suppress it.

After all, they were not ascetics who severed emotions and desires; rather, they were Saints who followed their impulses and never abstained from wine or women.

The Divine Demon Flow advocated freedom and spontaneity, everything from the heart, doing nothing and everything.

Moreover, Qiu Yu was a Saint.

Though they had been with many women, they had never had a Saint.

“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”

“This monk can't take it anymore.”

“Seductive vixen, this monk wants to cultivate the wonderful Dharma of Joyful Zen with you.”

Wu Bu Jie the Monk roared, his eyes burning with intense desire.

He wasn't called Wu Bu Jie for nothing. He never abstained from the five precepts: wine, meat, sex, killing, and greed.

“Hehehe, what skill, Great Monk, to still be able to display such vigor under this immense pressure,” Qiu Yu giggled, covering her mouth, her body shaking, her cleavage half-exposed, radiating boundless allure and captivating charm from her foxy eyes.

Her large, swaying breasts made everyone want to feed her a billion drops of milk.

“Let me go first,” Fu Yong licked his dry, cracked lips.

He knew exactly what Qiu Yu was. She was a lustful, seductive vixen who kept countless male consorts in her Saint Palace, harvesting the essence of all living beings.

He had cultivated many top-tier body refinement techniques, and his physique had been tempered to be comparable to a Sixth-order Dao Artifact. What did a little essence matter to her? He could afford the loss.

“Let's do it together. When encountering a Bodhisattva of salvation, it's naturally first come, first served, no, rather, everyone gets a share, without distinction of precedence.”

“Hehehe…”

“Wait!”

Gu Qing stopped, looking at the four with a stunned expression, deeply shaken internally.

They really didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

Gu Qing reprimanded them, his face grim.

He had long heard that many female cultivators in the world opened vast harems and kept countless male consorts, but this was his first time seeing it. It was an eye-opener.

“What? Could it be that Brother Yu Qing also wants a share?”

“It's not impossible. Our brothers would never let Yu Qing watch us eat meat without even letting you have some soup.”

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