This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

Before leaving, Su Zhe thoughtfully greeted the Demon Lord Wangtian.

"Sigh, this time we have to travel ten thousand miles. I wonder how long it will take," Su Zhe sighed.

"Yes, ten thousand miles is indeed quite far. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would need five or six days to fly at full speed."

The Demon Lord of Forgetfulness nodded, deeply moved.

He flew for four days to travel the seven thousand li journey from Linshui City.

"We're only at the Qi Refining stage yet. If we walk back, it will take us more than ten days to travel this ten thousand miles..." Su Zhe sighed again.

"That's about right. After all, you need to rest on the road. Traveling seven or eight hundred miles a day is already pretty good." The Demon Lord Wangtian nodded again, deeply understanding.

He had also come from this level. He had been chased and killed many times when he was in the Qi Refining stage, so he knew all too well how far he could run in a day.

"If only we had a flying boat, we could travel ten thousand miles in less than a day," Su Zhe said, gazing into the distance with deep emotion.

"Indeed, flying boats are extremely useful for cultivators at lower levels," the Demon Lord of Forgetfulness nodded in agreement.

Su Zhe: ...

So, every word gets a response, but no one sets an example?

How did someone like that even get into the Heavenly Demon Sect?!

What?

The Heavenly Demon Sect is a demonic sect, so it's alright.

Seeing that his hints weren't working, Su Zhe could only cough twice and speak up, "Ahem, flying boat..."

"Don't even mention it! After I returned the shared airship, the branch insisted I was a defaulter and would restrict my high-end spending, forbidding me from renting airships anymore! Even though I borrow money every day and pay the late fees on time!"

Suddenly, the Demon Lord of Forgetfulness slapped his thigh and said indignantly.

Having said all that, Su Zhe was too embarrassed to continue, so he could only say goodbye and turn to leave.

Only after watching this man walk away did the Demon Lord Wangtian breathe a sigh of relief.

"Finally, they're gone. Otherwise, I probably would have had to rent a flying boat again..."

"I am still shaken," said the Demon Lord of Forgetfulness.

Of course, what he said about restricting high-end consumption is indeed true.

The Flying Boat branch reassessed his credit score and lowered it.

At this point, he can only rent flying boats that are at the Qi Refining stage.

Putting aside the fact that a Qi Refining cultivator's flying boat can only travel a little over a thousand miles a day, what use would a Foundation Establishment cultivator have for a Qi Refining flying boat?

Fortunately, there's always a way out.

Su Zhe still managed to acquire a flying boat at the Golden Core stage.

High in the sky, the flying boat sped along, and Shi Bufan, lying in the cabin, was still cursing.

"Are you all crazy?! So many people and you can't even borrow one flying boat? And you have to use my name and identity to borrow it?"

Shi Bufan was very angry and kept cursing these "scum of the evil cult".

"What are you saying? If we borrow money using our own identities, do we have to pay it back?" Su Zhe said matter-of-factly.

Shi Bufan was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed slightly. "You guys are truly inhuman! No wonder the Heavenly Demon Sect took you in! You're utterly beasts!"

Su Zhe didn't pay any attention to the guy's noise.

Noisy arguments that don't actually cause harm are less interesting than flirting.

The flying boat sped along and soon arrived at the mass grave outside Linshui City.

The restrictions have been lifted, and all the wronged spirits have vanished. Although some resentment remains, it is slowly dissipating.

Even cultivators and city guards from Linshui City were cleaning here, and of course, there were also those who wanted to find opportunities.

If you continue along the river in the valley, you will reach Linshui City.

Looking down from his vantage point, Su Zhe saw a city draped in white mourning clothes.

After going down to investigate, I learned that the deputy city lord had "found" the body of City Lord Yang, and then hastily held a memorial service, completely skipping the procedure of keeping the body for seven days for the people to pay their respects...

"This deputy city lord is quite a talent."

Outside the mourning hall, Su Zhe originally wanted to offer incense, but several pot-bellied wealthy businessmen pointed and whispered at him as soon as they saw him.

Then a dozen or so burly men silently surrounded them from all directions.

Helpless, Su Zhe could only offer his silent condolences to Yang from afar.

He attempted suicide once, and before he even woke up, the deputy city lord held a funeral for him.

I'm afraid even when Yang wakes up, he'll be in a daze, realizing he's lost his position as city lord!

……

Soon, the group saw the Heavenly Question Sect from the flying boat.

Shi Bufan's expression finally softened a bit. "Hurry up and release me, or I'll report you to the Enforcement Elder, and you'll all know what the Shi family means!"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Zhe raised his hand and slapped Shi Bufan on the back of the head.

"Even the Heavenly Demon Sect is persecuting equality for all, what does your insistence on the Shi family mean by this?!"

The slap was crisp and clear. Shi Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then he was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Fine, fine...you just wait...once I steal my father's bones, I will definitely suppress you!"

Shi Bufan said angrily.

Su Zhe was taken aback. "Aren't your parents still alive? How come their remains are also there?"

"My father is alive! But I can steal from him! My father is a great cultivator at the Integration Realm, I advise you to let me go right now!"

Shi Bufan stood tall and proud, speaking with an arrogant and unruly expression.

"I hate you second-generation immortals the most! This is simply a desecration of our hard work as ordinary cultivators!" Su Zhe said angrily!

The airship stopped to verify everyone's identities, and Su Zhe took out his identity card and swiped it.

Welcome back Su Zhe, the sect leader's personally taught disciple.

A pleasant female voice came from within the sect's magic array.

It is said that Senior Mountain Spirit insisted on doing the voice acting out of boredom.

Shi Bufan was taken aback. "What did you say?"

"I'm fed up with you second-generation immortals," Su Zhe said matter-of-factly.

"Then who are you?" Shi Bufan was not quite sure what he had just heard.

"I am a direct disciple of the Sect Master of Tianwen Sect. My name is on the lineage of direct disciples, and I have a residence on Tianwen Peak."

Su Zhe waved his hand, speaking in a low-key manner.

"I'm so angry my voice is trembling..." Shi Bufan said.

Heavenly Demon!

This is the true Heavenly Demon!

He had to reveal this guy's true identity to the higher-ups of the Heavenly Questioning Sect!

During the conversation, Su Zhe had already piloted his flying boat to the Law Enforcement Peak.

The airship stopped, and Su Zhe greeted his fellow disciples warmly. Then, he inadvertently spotted a familiar figure.

The other person carried a long sword and acted alone, like a master.

It was the senior disciple of Jianfeng, but he came and went in a hurry, leaving Su Zhe with only his back view, and Su Zhe didn't even have time to say hello.

Upon entering the back hall of the Enforcement Hall, Su Zhe saw his senior brother Chang Yin, who was rubbing his temples vigorously with both hands on the table.

Upon seeing Chang Yin, Shi Bufan also revealed an excited smile.

Finally! We've escaped!

However, before he could even speak, Su Zhe slapped him on the back of the head.

"Senior Brother, the evil cultivator I encountered outside, who claimed to be from the Shi family, has been captured and brought back."

Su Zhe pointed at Shi Bufan and said.

Shi Bufan's eyes widened.

These are clearly the words he's about to say!

This kid is the one who started the trouble by complaining!

P.S.: Thank you to [黍银] for the seven monthly tickets! Love you so much!