My whole family are full of geniuses, I really don't want to be a succubus!

Su Yi, who had fallen from the water curtain, hurriedly pulled something out of her storage bag and placed it under her buttocks.

That's the downside of sword control: no matter what you control, if you want to fly, you have to control something first!

A bed sheet unfurled in the wind, lifting Su Yi and suspending her high in the air!

In a moment of confusion, Su Yi transformed into Aladdin, riding a flying carpet and sprawling on the bedsheets, facing a large moon and a star-studded night sky.

"Senior brother!"

"Junior Brother Su!"

Gu Wanquan and the other two came to Su Yi and looked at her lying on the bed sheet, which brought Su Yi back to her senses.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy!" Su Yi waved her hand and stood up from the bed sheet.

Chen Feng looked at the blanket under Su Yi's feet. It seemed that this junior brother had never actually flown on a sword properly since he learned to fly on a sword.

Previously, it was always stools or tables, but this time they even managed to pull out bed sheets.

Who knows what's in this junior brother's storage bag?

Feeling the dry air and thin spiritual energy around him, Chen Feng, who had been cultivating at the Luoxia Immortal Sect for more than ten years, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

It felt like a pampered young master who had always lived in five-star hotels was suddenly thrown into a garbage dump.

His entire body exuded an indescribable prickle and strangeness, no wonder many cultivators who never hope to break through to higher realms would rather die in the immortal sect than return to the mortal world.

Chen Feng found it hard to accept the huge difference in their quality of life.

But Gu Wanquan and Yin Chaoge didn't think much of it. Compared to Chen Feng, who had been assimilated by his environment for a long time, the three of them had only been cultivating for a little over two months at most.

The only difference that Gu Wanquan and Yin Chaoge felt between the blessed land and the mortal world was that the spiritual energy was a little thinner.

Su Yi, who had transmigrated here, didn't feel anything special. Looking around at the mountains and forests beneath her feet, she even felt that compared to the filtered scenery in the Luoxia Immortal Sect, it had a kind of simple and unadorned beauty.

"Let's go, time is tight and the mission is heavy, let's hurry up and get going!" Su Yi urged.

But as soon as Su Yi finished speaking, the four of them stared at each other, none of them making a move.

At this moment, Su Yi suddenly felt a chill. Holy crap, don't tell me that none of the four of them knew the way!

First, ruling out Yin Chaoge, who has no sense of direction, Su Yi looked at Gu Wanquan, who also shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

In the end, Su Yi could only place all her hopes on Chen Feng, who had been cultivating for more than ten years. Compared to them, who had only been cultivating for two months, Senior Brother Chen Feng was already a mature cultivator.

Under the watchful eyes of three pairs of eyes, Chen Feng waved his hand with a wry smile and said, "Although I occasionally travel outside the Immortal Sect, I have truly never been to the Zhengyang Immortal Sect!"

Oh no! My cousin has arranged everything, except how to get there!

The four exchanged glances for a moment before Su Yi coughed and said, feigning composure, "Let's find a place to look around first, and then discuss this properly."

We can't let getting lost and not being able to find the Zhengyang Immortal Sect cause everyone to miss this competition, can we?

If we go back like this, Masaki might actually twist her own dog head off and use it as a wine glass!

The four landed on a mountaintop, their eyes met, and none of them spoke first.

Seeing Gu Wanquan and the other two still staring at each other blankly, Su Yi couldn't help but complain, "What's so good about cultivation? It just makes you stupid!"

Su Yi, who could only shoulder the responsibility of leading the team, coughed lightly and offered the best solution: "My cousin said that the Zhengyang Immortal Sect is southeast of Yongzhou. I think we should first fly out of this deep forest, find a family, and then ask them which direction Yongzhou is in before flying southeast!"

Although it was a clumsy method, Su Yi felt it was indeed the optimal solution. Regardless of where the Zhengyang Immortal Sect was, he should just fly first.

Gu Wanquan and Yin Chaoge nodded to each other, feeling that this was the only way. Only Chen Feng looked at Su Yi with a hesitant expression.

"Senior Brother Chen Feng, please feel free to speak your mind. It's always best to brainstorm together!" Su Yi said with a smile to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng glanced at Su Yi, then at Gu Wanquan and Yin Chaoge, and asked in a low voice, somewhat puzzled, "Don't you junior brothers often attend classes?"

Upon hearing Chen Feng's question, the three of them froze simultaneously.

When he first entered the inner sect, Gu Wanquan often attended classes and quickly caught up with the cultivation progress, even achieving a perfect score on the inner sect exam.

But since he went into seclusion, Gu Wanquan has rarely attended classes.

Yin Chaoge, on the other hand, practiced water-splitting techniques by the river every day and almost never attended classes.

Not to mention Su Yi, she still doesn't know which mountain to go to or what class to take.

Seeing the bewildered expressions on Su Yi's and the other two's faces, Chen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "We talked about this in class. Gods are everywhere in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all the mountains and rivers are protected by gods. As cultivators, we have no connection with the incense-burning gods and cannot command those powerful gods with flourishing incense offerings, but we can still order around those lesser gods and wandering spirits!"

In just a few words, Chen Feng explained to the three the conveniences that cultivators enjoy when traveling in the human world.

The gods of the Great Zhou Dynasty are everywhere. When cultivators are away from home and have nothing of value, they sometimes bother the local gods, asking for directions or lodging.

Compared to gods who attain godhood through incense offerings and face numerous restrictions, cultivators are far more free and unrestrained, and those lesser gods and wandering spirits are quite afraid of them.

Most people will be responsive to requests.

Of course, there are also some deities who are popular with worshippers but dislike cultivators. They look down on them and even covet the rare and precious materials in the cultivators' personal storage bags.

When that time comes, we'll see just how popular and prosperous this deity becomes.

The more abundant the incense offerings and vows a deity makes, the stronger their magical power becomes, and the more powerful the rules of heaven and earth they can utilize.

A real conflict broke out between the two sides, or the cultivators were indeed tricked by the gods into killing and robbing, and then being taken in as dogs.

Alternatively, this deity might be overthrown by cultivators, their temple destroyed, their golden body smashed, their divine status stripped away, and they reduced to a wandering ghost.

However, in most cases, the gods in different places will give these cultivators some face, more or less.

After all, in the eyes of these gods, cultivators are like unstable bombs, who might explode in their jurisdiction at any time.

As deities, if any serious incidents occur in their jurisdiction, they will be held accountable and punished!

There are two ways for cultivators and gods to communicate face-to-face.

One method is for deities to meet with cultivators, in which case they can use their divine power to communicate through telepathy or by entering a dream.

One method involves a Taoist technique used by cultivators who wish to see deities:

Its name is:

"Summon the gods!"