Chapter 26

Holding the storage bag in his hand, he infused a thread of true essence into it and immediately sensed a square space, about ten feet in size.

The feeling was hard to describe, as if an extra room had appeared in his mind. As long as he wished, he could casually place any item he touched into this space.

Inside the storage bag, there was currently a large book about a foot thick. Next to the book was a one-inch-long spirit talisman, which was the teleportation talisman.

The talisman paper was engraved with intricate and exceptionally complex patterns. Some of these patterns shimmered with a faint spiritual light, clearly in the process of being infused with spirit energy.

Curious, Su Shier took a glance but immediately gave up. The patterns were highly profound, and he couldn't understand them at all.

He hung the storage bag at his waist and, without showing any emotion, placed all the small items he had on him into it.

Only the white mist sword on his back remained.

After some thought, he took out a few talismans from the storage bag and carefully hid them in his sleeve.

After doing this, he continued to wait.

This time, he didn't have to wait long.

As the sun rose, a melodious bell sound echoed from the center of the sect.

"Let's go!"

Lu Mingshi shouted from the front of the square.

With a wave of his hand, a miniature flying boat was thrown out from his chest.

The flying boat grew rapidly in the wind, quickly reaching a length of about fifty feet.

The flying boat hovered less than a meter above the square, its body intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes, large and exquisite, looking quite magnificent.

As soon as the flying boat appeared, the entire square fell silent.

All eyes were on the flying boat, amazed.

Su Shier was no exception. This wasn't the first time he had seen a flying boat. When he first entered the sect, the peak master of Tianhua Peak had brought the new disciples back in a flying boat.

But only after truly becoming a Qi Practitioner did he realize how precious this thing was.

Manufacturing a flying boat was more complex than manufacturing attack or defensive magical artifacts. And a flying boat of this size could only be manufactured by the sect.

"One day, I will also have my own flying boat!"

Su Shier lowered his head, his heart churning with emotion.

As the flying boat landed, Lu Mingshi, along with Han Yu and Xiao Yue, rose on the wind and landed at the head of the flying boat.

"Everyone, get on. There's still a distance to the teleportation array for the trial. My flying boat can save a lot of time," Lu Mingshi called out to the crowd in the square.

After he spoke, everyone began to use the wind-summoning technique to jump onto the flying boat.

Then, Lu Mingshi gathered his true essence and activated the flying boat.

The flying boat trembled slightly and then suddenly soared into the sky, carrying nearly a hundred people, flying westward.

At the same time the flying boat took off, the other six main peaks also launched their own massive flying magical artifacts into the sky.

Their speed was much faster than the flying boat Su Shier and the others were on.

The flying boat flew for half a day before landing in a valley.

This valley was surrounded by mountains, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, in a very secluded location. Even before landing, Su Shier noticed that the open ground in the middle of the valley was filled with many servant disciples.

At first glance, it was a sea of heads, with no less than four to five thousand people.

These disciples, led by the peak masters, were divided into five groups of varying sizes.

The largest group was from Tianhua Peak, with over a thousand people, making them particularly noticeable.

The other peaks had about five hundred people each.

Among them, the most eye-catching was Tianyin Peak, the only peak in the sect that only admitted female disciples.

The location of the Tianyin Peak disciples was filled with thousands of fair-skinned, beautiful women, like a garden of blooming flowers, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Among them, one woman was especially beautiful and captivating.

She looked to be in her thirties, with icy skin and snow-white complexion, her eyes like clear pools of water, exuding a refined and aloof aura.

She wore an ice-blue disciple robe, with a tassel draped over her shoulder, her long black hair tied into a fairy bun, making her look like a fairy from a legend.

Even Su Shier, who was usually indifferent, couldn't help but look at her a few times. As he did, he noticed something was off.

At first glance, she seemed like an ordinary disciple, but the other female disciples around her were clearly keeping a certain distance, their expressions and actions showing a mix of restraint and reverence.

"There's something wrong with this person!"

Su Shier instinctively used the Heavenly Eye technique to look at the woman. He saw that the spiritual energy in the entire valley was surging, with each person containing varying amounts of spiritual power.

However, the spiritual energy around the servant disciples was generally scattered and sparse, due to their low cultivation.

But the spiritual energy around the beautiful woman was dense and contained, clearly extraordinary. Almost as soon as Su Shier noticed, her spiritual energy suddenly dispersed, making her look no different from the others.

Hmm?

Su Shier was slightly taken aback. The next second, he saw the woman suddenly turn her head to look at him.

Their gazes met in the air, and the woman's eyes were cold and indifferent, filled with a warning.

Su Shier felt a shiver in his heart and quickly looked away.

A moment later, he turned to look at the group from Tianhua Peak.

Meng Tianyi, whom he had killed half a year ago, was a disciple of Tianhua Peak.

At first, he was somewhat anxious every day, worried that the people of Tianhua Peak would find out.

But as time passed, he realized that no one cared.

Seeing so many servant disciples here, he finally understood. To the sect, servant disciples were plentiful, and one more or one less didn't matter.

"Everyone says the Dao is无情, and it's indeed true. People don't care about the lives of ants. Perhaps, in the eyes of those powerful cultivators, we are nothing more than ants."

Su Shier felt a deep sense of this and sighed inwardly.

At this moment, even before the flying boat landed, a voice came from the direction of Tianhua Peak.

"Brother, what's going on with your Luofu Peak? There are so few of you, yet you always arrive so late." Fu Boren, the peak master of Tianhua Peak, grinned and shouted at Lu Mingshi.

"Hmph! You old coot, you don't know anything. Important people always make their grand entrance last. Haven't you seen that the deputy sect master of Tianshu Peak hasn't arrived yet?" Lu Mingshi glared and retorted without hesitation.

"The sect master hasn't come because Tianshu Peak is truly powerful. But what does your Luofu Peak have? No people, no strength. Brother, you need to have some shame!" Fu Boren smiled and mocked.

"Shame? Old coot, if I'm not mistaken, you still haven't given me the purple lightning stone you lost to me three years ago! I'm puzzled, how can a man of no integrity like you talk about shame?" Lu Mingshi coldly snorted and continued.

Fu Boren coughed lightly and quickly said, "Ahem, that purple lightning stone has another use. I'll find another one for you later."

"Ha! What other use? Don't think I don't know you used that purple lightning stone to forge a low-grade spirit weapon." Lu Mingshi rolled his eyes, controlling the flying boat to slowly descend while speaking discontentedly.

Fu Boren's face clearly turned red, his lips twitching slightly.

This was his black history!

Fortunately, his skin was naturally red, so it wasn't noticeable.

His eyes darted around, scanning the flying boat behind Lu Mingshi, and he laughed, "Alright, the purple lightning stone was indeed used to forge a purple lightning sword."

As he spoke, Fu Boren raised his hand and pulled out a purple-green long sword. The sword was surrounded by spiritual energy, with faint lightning flashes, releasing a powerful aura as soon as it appeared.

A low-grade spirit weapon?

For a moment, almost everyone in the valley couldn't help but look over.

Even the other peak masters, who usually didn't pay much attention, cast surprised glances.

A spirit weapon was a treasure far more powerful than a magical artifact, containing a trace of spirit. Only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage and above could activate it.

Even Foundation Establishment cultivators mostly used magical artifacts. Those who had spirit weapons were not many.