Chapter 106: A Flying Boat Stuck in the Illusion Array??

Boom—!

Yun Suxin was jolted awake by a loud noise.

Glancing out the window, she saw that it was already dawn. At this time, most of the Lingxi Valley disciples were either cultivating or tending to the spiritual fields. Who could have caused such a commotion? How dare they disturb the peace!

Her room was situated high up, above a waterfall in Lingxi Valley, allowing her spiritual sense to sweep over most of the valley.

As soon as she opened the door, her vision darkened.

In the distance, a diamond-shaped object was lodged in the mountain gate's illusion array, blocking the rising sun and casting a large shadow. The disciples of Lingxi Valley were in chaos, scurrying around like ants on a hot pan as they stared at the top of the mountain gate.

"Is that… a flying boat?!"

Yun Suxin squinted, her sharp eyes discerning the details of the flying boat.

Lingxi Valley also had medium-sized flying boats.

But she had never seen anyone fly one like this—straight into the mountain gate's illusion array. Was this even acceptable?

This was nothing short of a provocation!

"Young Mistress, something terrible has happened!" A disciple stumbled to Yun Suxin, his face pale with shock. "A flying boat has crashed into our illusion array, right on the array's core. The outermost layer of the illusion array has been shattered!"

"I'm not blind," Yun Suxin frowned, her voice cold. "Do you know which sect they're from?"

"Reporting to the Young Mistress, judging by the flags and markings on the flying boat, they're from the Sword Pavilion."

"The Sword Pavilion? Are you sure?!" Yun Suxin's first reaction was disbelief.

The Sword Pavilion was so poor they could barely afford a flying boat.

If the Sword Pavilion could afford a flying boat, she'd eat it!

"I… I'm not entirely sure, but the markings on the boat do belong to the Sword Pavilion," the disciple stammered, losing confidence under Yun Suxin's questioning. The Sword Pavilion was indeed strong in swordsmanship, but they were also notoriously poor. While their individual combat prowess was unmatched in the Cangyun Realm, they were also the stingiest, spending every penny they earned on maintaining their flying swords.

"Young Mistress, should we inform the Valley Master? I fear the other party may have ill intentions."

Yun Suxin thought about her mother's current state and shook her head.

"No need. Go and invite Elder Liang to accompany me in investigating the identity of these intruders!"

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Meanwhile.

On the flying boat, the violent shaking also woke Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran.

"It's already daytime… As expected of a high-grade spirit gathering array. One night of cultivation here equals half a month on Luoxia Peak," Yue Qianchi stretched contentedly, feeling something odd outside the window.

When they had checked into the inn yesterday, was the sky outside this blue, the clouds this white?

She glanced at Li Qingran beside her and her eyes widened.

"Junior Sister, you've broken through to Foundation Establishment! Your cultivation speed is incredible! As expected of someone who's been soaking in the honey pot of a high-grade spirit gathering array~ It's really something else~"

Li Qingran stopped her cultivation and opened her eyes, only to hear Yue Qianchi's teasing words. Her cheeks immediately flushed, and she stammered,

"What honey pot, sugar pot… Senior Sister, don't talk nonsense. If Senior Sister needs it, you can come to the top of Luoxia Peak to cultivate with me every day. I'll just ask Master for permission. He may seem mysterious, but he's actually very kind. He'll definitely agree."

"I'll pass," Yue Qianchi said, though she was tempted. She didn't want to be a third wheel, nor did she want to be seen naked again, even if the other party was likely a cold, white-haired old man.

Li Qingran was about to persuade her further when Yue Qianchi interrupted her with a playful grope.

"Ah!" Li Qingran blushed and retreated into the gauze curtain.

Yue Qianchi flexed her fingers and chuckled,

"You're developing quite well, almost catching up to your Senior Sister. Come on, let's get up. It's time to hit the road."

Two minutes later, Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi, now fully prepared, pushed open the door and headed downstairs.

They were puzzled by the emptiness of the inn until they saw the door and froze in place.

Outside the inn's door was no longer the bustling Qinghe City but rolling green mountains and endless seas of clouds.

"Is this… a flying boat?" Yue Qianchi spotted the flying boat's spirit array core not far from the inn's door.

Inside, six spirit crystals were glowing brightly.

Two of the spirit crystals were almost depleted of energy.

Clearly, the flying boat had carried them and the entire inn through the night.

"The inn was uprooted…" Li Qingran concluded after examining the traces around the inn.

Hmm.

This seems like something Master would do.

The flying boat must also have been provided by Master to help them reach Lingxi Valley faster.

Master is still so thoughtful, even in dire straits, he's always thinking of me and considering my needs. He even used some great divine ability to move the inn without interrupting our cultivation.

Master, you're truly the best!

Li Qingran pressed her hand to her chest, feeling both warmth and a pang of sadness.

Master has done so much for her, yet she can't help him immediately…

"Wow! Junior Sister Qingran, we've arrived at Lingxi Valley!"

Yue Qianchi's loud voice snapped Li Qingran out of her thoughts.

They've already arrived at Lingxi Valley? So quickly?

She moved closer to Yue Qianchi, and together they peered over the edge of the flying boat. As the morning sun rose, the scenery became even more magnificent. The valley was lush and filled with blooming flowers, while vast spiritual fields surrounded the gorge. In the center of the valley, a cliff jutted out, with a waterfall cascading down like a jade ribbon falling from the sky.

This waterfall was the symbol of Lingxi Valley.

They had indeed arrived.

"So it's really two little mice from the Sword Pavilion!"

A cold snort rang out.

Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi looked up in the direction of the voice.

On top of the inn stood a green-robed woman and a bald, burly man. The woman wore a veil, revealing only her eyes, which sparkled with anger. The bald man beside her was broad-shouldered, his face smeared with rouge, and he carried a large black sword on his shoulder. Despite his rough appearance, the powerful aura emanating from him was unmistakable.

"Who are you calling little mice? Believe it or not, I'll cut you down with one strike!"

Yue Qianchi shielded Li Qingran, drawing her Xuanwu Heavy Sword from her storage bag and pointing it at the two on the roof.

"It's you?" Yun Suxin ignored Yue Qianchi, her gaze falling on Li Qingran. She sneered, "I didn't expect you to join the Sword Pavilion? Tsk tsk, entering such a shabby sect, you've truly wasted your potential."

"What's wrong with the Sword Pavilion?" Yue Qianchi's face flushed with anger as she raised her sword, ready to confront Yun Suxin. But in the next moment, a powerful pressure pinned her down, rendering her immobile.

It was the bald man beside Yun Suxin!

Yue Qianchi's heart sank.

This pressure wasn't like the insurmountable mountain she felt when facing her master. Instead, it was a direct, overwhelming force, indicating that the man's strength was likely at the Nascent Soul stage. From the green-robed woman's words, it was clear she was Yun Suxin, the Young Mistress of Lingxi Valley.

In fact, her figure alone was enough to confirm her identity—after all, Yue Qianchi had touched her before, and the feeling was quite good, though not as good as Li Qingran's.

But that wasn't important!

What mattered was that things were about to get complicated.

Yun Suxin looked at Yue Qianchi's grim expression and raised her chin arrogantly. "Hmph! Did you steal this flying boat? No wonder you crashed into our illusion array. Now that your Sword Pavilion has damaged our outer array, you still dare to raise your sword and argue with me? How audacious!"

"Young Mistress, why waste words?" The bald 'man' beside her was already impatient. His face twisted into a scowl as he growled, "Leave it to me. I'll chop off their limbs and throw them into the black dungeon. We'll wait for the Sword Pavilion to pay the ransom!"

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