Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

The next morning, at Baiwei Square.

Qin Le, Chen Yun, and Chu Xiaonan were sitting on an outdoor table in front of a milk tea shop.

The round table in front of me was filled with all kinds of local snacks—fried skewers, braised dishes, jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes)... plentiful and fragrant.

Yesterday, they had all reunited with their families and delivered the gifts they had prepared to their loved ones, and now they were taking a break from their busy schedules.

Qin Le took a sip of her iced lemon tea, looked at the two of them, and asked with a smile, "When are you two planning to go back?"

"I'll stay for two more days," Chu Xiaonan said with a smile, biting her straw. "My parents want me to stay a few more days so I can keep them company."

"Me too." Chen Yun nodded, precisely picking a fried chicken cutlet from a pile of snacks: "It's rare for me to come back, so I have to show my filial piety and get a few more meals at home."

Although the main purpose of descending to the mortal realm is to deliver opportunities, it would be too inhumane to just give them away and then run away.

Since I'm back, I should spend more time with my family.

Of course, there has to be a limit to how much you need to spend – according to the survival guide for going home summarized by countless predecessors through blood and tears, three or four days is the golden period, which can satisfy your longing and allow you to make a successful exit before your parents start to complain.

"Sure, then stay a couple more days, no rush." ​​Qin Le smiled, indicating her understanding.

He himself wasn't in a hurry to return to the Heavenly Realm. Although the situation in the Heavenly Realm was currently turbulent, the absence of the three of them meant that no major chaos would occur for the time being.

Combat prowess like Chu Xiaonan's is not scarce on the front lines of the Celestial Realm; Chen Yun's scientific research work is certainly important, but it wouldn't hurt to let it rest for a few days.

As for Qin Le himself, he could certainly do more things if he went back, but his personal influence would be limited when facing those elusive and intelligent chaotic beasts, unless he needed to use some trump cards.

There's nothing wrong with enjoying a few more days of peace and tranquility in the mortal world.

The three ate and chatted, quickly finishing off all the snacks on the table. Seeing that it was almost noon, they went their separate ways to go home for lunch.

In the afternoon, the three met again at the agreed location.

With a mysterious smile on his face, Chen Yun suggested, "Come on, let me take you somewhere for a drive."

"Where to?" Chu Xiaonan asked curiously.

"You'll know when we get there," Chen Yun said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Qin Le and Chu Xiaonan exchanged a glance, asked no further questions, and followed Chen Yun into the air, speeding off in a certain direction.

Before long, the azure coastline came into view. The three landed on a secluded beach.

Chen Yun looked around to make sure no one was there, then smiled smugly and summoned an item from his storage ring.

A flash of light, and a massive, cold-lined steel behemoth appeared on the calm sea!

It was a standard aircraft carrier, with a wide deck, a towering island, and dozens of carrier-based aircraft models of various shapes neatly parked on the deck.

However, the entire ship had a dark luster that had been weathered by time, and its design exuded a strong... antique feel.

Chu Xiaonan stared at the suddenly appearing sea fortress, his lips twitching involuntarily. "This ancient relic... which museum did you 'borrow' it from?"

Although he didn't know much about military history, he could tell that the prototype of the aircraft carrier in front of him was definitely older than his great-great-grandfather, and was a model that had been phased out in the late 20th century of mortal technology.

After all, when the gods descended to earth more than 500 years ago and guided civilization toward the path of cultivation, mortals had already developed more advanced space carriers.

"Borrowed? I just did it for fun when I was bored." Chen Yun chuckled, then leaped up and landed lightly on the spacious flight deck. "Come on up, I'll take you guys for a spin at sea!"

Qin Le and Chu Xiaonan exchanged a smile and then jumped up as well.

Once the two had steadied themselves, Chen Yun pulled out a tablet computer from somewhere and quickly tapped the screen a few times.

hum-

A deep, steady roar of engines came from beneath our feet. This long-silent steel behemoth slowly turned its bow, broke through the azure sea, and headed towards the distant ocean.

Unlike its antique appearance, its drive and control systems have clearly been drastically modified, and the user interface is unbelievably simple.

Chen Yun also considered completely replicating the operation system, but he couldn't manage that system on his own, so he could only modify it.

The three of them found a place to sit on the edge of the deck, leaning against the cold steel railing, letting the salty sea breeze blow in their faces.

Chu Xiaonan looked at the enormous thing beneath his feet and couldn't help but ask again, "Old Chen, how long did it take you to build this behemoth?"

"Not long, a little over a month," Chen Yun replied casually, gazing at the boundless sea.

"More than a month...that takes quite a bit of time," Chu Xiaonan muttered.

In the purely mortal era, building such an aircraft carrier would often take several years and involve countless industrial sectors and tens of thousands of workers.

Although Chen Yun was a cultivator with immense strength and convenient spells, completing the entire process from design to assembly by himself in just over a month was indeed a massive undertaking.

Chen Yun smiled but didn't reply.

For him, a weapon refiner and research fanatic, recreating the steel behemoths he saw in books and videos as a child is more about sentiment and enjoyment.

As for trouble?

The fun lies in the process of solving problems.

The three of them enjoyed the sea breeze, chatted, and savored this rare afternoon time, untouched by fighting and intrigue.

After sailing for some distance, a steel figure standing on the sea appeared on the horizon ahead.

It was a massive offshore drilling platform. Although it was smaller than the aircraft carrier beneath their feet, it was still an undeniable behemoth for human size.

Looking at that colossal machine that works day and night, drawing black industrial lifeblood from the seabed, Chen Yun couldn't help but sigh, "Oil... it's something that no era can do without."

"That's normal," Qin Le replied calmly. "After all, it's cheap and easy to use; the price-performance ratio speaks for itself."

In today's era of cultivation and immortality, there are clean energy solutions that can completely replace oil.

However, petroleum and its derivatives have long been deeply embedded in all aspects of modern life, with extremely wide applications, from chemical raw materials to fuels.

In the mortal era, its drawback was environmental pollution; but today, with cultivators possessing the power to move mountains and overturn seas and purify heaven and earth, that environmental cost is almost negligible.

Thus, oil transformed from a controversial necessity into a pure, efficient, and useful resource.

Not only oil, but also this nuclear-powered aircraft carrier beneath our feet.

Radiation contamination?

A few purification arrays or supernatural powers can solve the problem.

Thus, many technologies and creations that were restricted or eliminated in the mortal era due to their side effects were given a second spring in the era of cultivation, as their side effects could be easily eliminated, and continued to play a role.

Of course, this convenience is mostly limited to the mortal realm, or rather, to the planet we live on.

Once they enter the starry sky or ascend to the celestial realm with its vastly different rules, many technological creations from the mortal era become useless.

Unless... Chen Yun truly integrates the essence of the two systems and opens up a completely new path.

As the three were gazing at the drilling platform and chatting idly, a figure suddenly flew off the platform and rapidly approached the aircraft carrier where they were.

It was a young man in his late twenties, dressed in gray overalls. He flew slowly but steadily.

The three were slightly surprised and looked at the newcomer. But when the person flew closer and they saw his face clearly, all three were stunned.

They knew this person; not only did they know each other, but they were also old classmates from high school.

Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuan landed lightly on the deck, looking at the three people in front of him who should theoretically be among the immortals, residing high in the heavens, his face filled with surprise and confusion, and he blurted out:

"You lot...didn't you ascend to heaven? How...could you still come back?"