Chapter 399: Chapter 252: Cultivation World 42
The sleeves of Yun Ya’s robe flapped loudly in the salty sea breeze as he gripped the railing of the Spirit Boat, gazing at the space rift in the distance that was closing.
The fissure stretching across the horizon was like the gaping jaws of a ferocious beast, with the lingering Gang Wind stirring the seawater into a vortex, pieces of broken ice spinning at its edge, reflecting shimmering silver lights.
"Master." Yun Ya’s Adam’s apple bobbed as his fingertips unconsciously picked at the defensive formation patterns engraved on the railing. "Can we really get through that?"
Si Lingle glanced down, wiping the Qingchu Sword, its blade reflecting her fierce face, "Afraid?"
As the sword blade returned to its sheath, it emitted a clear and resonant dragon’s roar, and she saw Yun Ya’s back straightening instantly.
The Spirit Boat suddenly shook violently, and Yun Ya staggered, grabbing hold of the mast, his pupils contracting sharply—under the dark sea surface, a shadow like a mountain emerged, the sound of scales brushing together like the grinding of countless iron swords. Two blood-red beams pierced the water’s surface, revealing the dragon whale’s scarlet eyes.
The seawater exploded into a hundred-zhang high wall of waves. The dragon whale’s tail fin, covered in bone spikes, swept across, and the airwaves it stirred erased three of the Spirit Ship’s twenty-seven defensive formation patterns instantly.
Si Lingle’s lips subtly curled, yet at this moment, the Qingchu Sword unsheathed by three inches, unleashing a surge of Thunder Sword Intent toward the dragon whale.
Blood rain fell silently, dyeing this sea area dark red.
As the Spirit Boat crashed into the space rift, countless stars exploded into a waterfall of light outside the porthole.
The light spots of the Fragment Star Sea flickered outside the barrier, casting Si Lingle’s side profile in alternating light and shadow.
The Fragment Star Sea was not real seawater but a chaotic domain formed by congealed broken star cores and space fragments.
At the moment the Spirit Boat sailed in, the Shadow Refining Pearl at the bow shattered instantly—countless star gleams as fine as cow hair brushed past the barrier, carving deep grooves into the gilded wooden hull.
Yun Ya witnessed with his own eyes a half-buried dragon bone rising from the sea surface three zhang away, the remains of an ancient cultivator whittled down by star dust to a mere bony hand, still maintaining the posture of manipulating the formula.
On the seventh day at the hour of Yin, the sound of metal clashing suddenly emerged from the thick mist as dark as ink.
"Don’t use your spiritual sense!" Si Lingle crushed a mist cluster beside the ship’s side with a palm strike, revealing the virtual shadows of hundreds of broken ancient swords in the splashed water drops—these were all lingering thoughts left by the fallen sword cultivator great powers from ten thousand years ago, reconstructing the most tragic battles of their lives in the fog.
While passing through the core area, the entire marine region suddenly turned upside-down. The Spirit Boat’s array emitted a cracking sound under the burden, Yun Ya clung tightly to the mast, watching the Milky Way, which was supposed to be beneath him, now surging overhead.
Three meteors with ghostly blue tails scraped past the ship’s side.
Just as Yun Ya thought the most dangerous moment had passed, the Spirit Ship’s array suddenly shattered.
But fortunately, Si Lingle acted quickly, setting up a defensive formation, allowing the Spirit Ship to successfully pass through the Fragment Star Sea.
After crossing the Fragment Star Sea, they arrived at a normal sea region, where no spiritual energy, demonic qi, or demon energy could be sensed.
Si Lingle released her divine sense, which detected land, and steered the Spirit Ship southward.
A few days later, they successfully landed ashore.
After landing, Si Lingle and Yun Ya disguised themselves, suppressing their cultivation; Si Lingle suppressed hers to the Golden Core Stage, and Yun Ya to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
However, the territory they landed on was the Mortal World.
For this was a small fishing village, inhabited by mortals.
However, the village chief of this small fishing village was knowledgeable, having met an Immortal Master from this realm before, and his own grandson, Li Hai, had been chosen by the Thunder Shock Palace ten years ago.
Si Lingle and Yun Ya stayed at the village chief’s house, gathering some information.
Two days later, Si Lingle and Yun Ya prepared to leave the fishing village.
"Honored Immortals, may I ask if you could lend us a hand?" Village Chief Li spoke up.
"What is the matter?" Si Lingle inquired.
"For ten years, my grandson hasn’t returned, and our family doesn’t know whether he’s faring well in the Immortal Realm, or if he’s even alive,"
Village Chief Li presented a prepared letter, along with some clothes and food, saying, "Would the Immortal Master kindly deliver this to my grandson, Li Hai."
"Alright." Si Lingle nodded, taking the items.
In two days’ time, the Heavenly Eye successfully located the boundary between the Cultivation World and the Mortal World.
The two passed through the barrier into the Cultivation World.
The spiritual energy in this realm was much denser than that in the Lower Qingxuan.
A few days later, they encountered a loose cultivator in the Qi Cultivation stage who was collecting spirit plants and ran into a Foundation Establishment Stage demon beast.
He was rescued by Yun Ya.
"Thank you, senior, for the rescue," Hu Li bowed in gratitude.
Yun Ya, with an aloof expression, asked, "What realm is this, and where?"
Hu Li replied, "To answer the senior, this is Yan Mountain of the Jiuli Lower Realm, under the jurisdiction of Unparalleled Valley."
