Chapter 281: Chapter 64 What is the End Point?
The takoyaki was delicious, so we polished it off. Feng Mengmeng patted her round belly and said curiously, "So you’re the new disciple the Myriad Beasts Sect Master took in recently? No wonder you’re not surprised by who I am."
"I’m not the Sect Master’s disciple. It seems like the Sect’s senior brother is his only disciple; I’m just a disciple of a Golden Immortal Elder," Chen Jiuge explained as he sipped his soda.
"Oh, Wudao Tian. My Master once said that he’s a brute and told us all to stay away from him," Feng Mengmeng recalled.
Chen Jiuge didn’t know how to respond. Did the senior brother’s reputation really precede him to such an extent that even the Jiuyou Sect was aware of it?
After a moment of silence, Feng Mengmeng suddenly yelled.
"What’s wrong?" Chen Jiuge looked curiously at the startled Feng Mengmeng.
"We’re in the middle of a race! We got so carried away we forgot! Can your car go any faster?" Feng Mengmeng asked seriously.
Chen Jiuge thought about the second form and replied with some difficulty, "Speeding up isn’t a problem, it’s just that it might not be very comfortable."
"Good, then speed up."
Chen Jiuge said helplessly, "It’s really uncomfortable, though."
"We’re aiming for the championship here! Charge, charge, charge!" Feng Mengmeng was as excited as if she’d been injected with chicken blood, shaking her little fists wildly.
"Fine."
"Second form, activate."
CLICK. CLICK.
The car’s front and tires, all unrelated equipment, retracted into the cylindrical carriage.
Lying on the soft sofa, Chen Jiuge buckled his seatbelt and said to Feng Mengmeng opposite him, "Buckle up. We’re starting now."
Feng Mengmeng looked down at her seatbelt with an exaggerated expression. "We’re Cultivators, True Immortals! Do we need seatbelts?"
"You sure you don’t want to buckle up?"
"No."
"Then I’m starting."
"Start...ing."
A hundred-meter-tall cylinder rapidly spun on the ocean’s surface. A closer look would reveal that the original Fire God Gatling guns in the cylinder’s ports had been replaced with air jets.
"Why... is... the acceleration... like this?" Feng Mengmeng hugged Erha as she was tossed about freely in the cabin, while Chen Jiuge had already put on an eye mask and earplugs, quietly being a handsome man.
「In the latter half of the race」
WHOOSH.
A Flying Sword with four tires quickly bisected the Fierce Beast in front and, incidentally, dismantled some parts of a spectating wild wolf combat vehicle.
A cold voice came from the Flying Sword, "My sword is not for your eyes."
"Seriously? You have to act tough even when there’s no one around?" The owner of the wild wolf combat vehicle, who had just climbed up from the ocean, looked incredulously at the Myriad Swords Mountain disciple.
"Mediocre people, how can you understand the realm of us Sword Cultivators?"
Watching the departing Flying Sword vehicle, the affected Cultivator said speechlessly, "He’s just a ’sword-type,’ then. Who doesn’t know that?"
"Hahaha, Green Turtle, you’re finally in my clutches!" Wudao Tian, driving the Martial Mouse, jumped onto the Green Turtle and laughed loudly.
"Wudao Tian, you think you’ve got me? Impossible!" Guan Minghua roared.
The armor on the turtle shell quickly disassembled, revealing a Cultivation version of the Turtle Hermit!
Facing the Turtle Hermit wielding Double Maces, Wudao Tian was finally satisfied. "That’s more like it. Let’s see if you’ve made any progress recently."
As tensions escalated between the two, a Flying Sword pierced through the Turtle Hermit’s body, causing countless streams of Sword Qi to erupt within.
Wudao Tian stared at the scattered parts on the ground and Guan Minghua, who was intact but only wearing underwear, stupefied. "My opponent is gone?"
"Did I just hit something?" Jian Zaifei asked the Martial Mouse in front of him, sounding uncertain.
The Martial Mouse pointed with its staff at Guan Minghua, who was standing on the ocean’s surface in his underwear. "I think it’s best if you ask the victim."
Jian Zaifei had no intention of apologizing. If others got hit by him because they weren’t as skilled, who could be blamed? But this person seemed to be crying. His Master had said that a gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated. He had never made someone cry before, and Jian Zaifei was somewhat at a loss.
"Hey, uh, whoever you are, don’t cry. Worst comes to worst, I’ll take you flying in the next race," Jian Zaifei said, feeling guilty, yet his voice was as indifferent as ever.
"My god, this person is even worse at comforting people than I am!" Wudao Tian exclaimed in shock.
Already heartbroken, Guan Minghua was further provoked by these words, and tears streamed down his face. As the eldest disciple of the Purple Sun Sacred Land, the Sect Master’s biological son, and the direct grandson of the Supreme Ancestor, Guan Minghua had barely encountered any real setbacks in his life. Whether it was the Immortal Ascension Thunder Tribulation or various Fighting Techniques, he had always emerged unscathed thanks to his family’s wealth. Even learning Divine Skills was accomplished through Treasures that elevated his comprehension. His only defeat had been in that sparring session with Wudao Tian.
And now, this was likely the second.
"You’re pushing people too far!" Guan Minghua choked out.
Jian Zaifei opened the Flying Sword’s hatch, revealing a cool, handsome face. "I am Jian Zaifei of Myriad Swords Mountain. I said I’ll take you flying next time, and I will. This Jade Pendant is proof." After saying this, Jian Zaifei closed the hatch and, SWISH, flew away.
Guan Minghua stared furiously at the Jade Pendant floating before him. "I’m still the eldest disciple of the Purple Sun Sacred Land! Who are you looking down on?"
Wudao Tian reminded him, "Jian Zaifei is one of the strongest Seven Swords of the current generation at Myriad Swords Mountain. He’s said to be on the verge of breaking through to Golden Immortal. If I were you, I’d hold onto that."
"After all, he’s a Sword Cultivator. He might suddenly remember it. If you can’t produce the Jade Pendant then, that would be truly tragic," Wudao Tian added cheerfully.
Just as Guan Minghua was about to throw away the Jade Pendant, he stiffened. He had a point. The people from Myriad Swords Mountain were all eccentrics; they really might show up unannounced.