Infiltrating the righteous path? Just another place to be a sycophant.

Although the carriage moved with an ethereal grace, the people sitting inside were not very comfortable.

Lu Ping swayed left and right inside the carriage, his buttocks bobbing as if they were coated with lubricant.

That's too crazy.

However, Hao Jian, sitting opposite Lu An, remained motionless, as if his buttocks were glued shut.

It's incredibly stable, like it's rooted to the ground.

"Junior brother, this is what it looks like right after takeoff."

"And junior brother, you must be careful, there's a technique to riding in a carriage, just like practicing horse stance!"

Lu An tried sitting like him, but found it didn't work at all.

My butt is so slippery.

"If my junior brother really can't hold on, there are seat belts here."

Hao Jian pulled a strap out from under his buttocks.

"seat belt!?"

Lu An was stunned, wondering how such a thing could exist in this place?

Then he touched himself as he sat down and, sure enough, pulled out a strap.

"Just do it like this, just snap it in like this, and it's done!"

Hao Jian was going to demonstrate for Lu An, but the next moment Lu An fastened it himself.

The movements were so fluid that Hao Jian was completely stunned.

Because the junior brothers and sisters who had ridden in the carriage with him before could not fasten their clothes even after groping around for a long time.

"Junior brother, you're so skilled, you must have ridden this many times before? Wait a minute..."

"Oh, I used to work part-time as a Didi driver after my regular job."

"What it is?"

"nothing."

Lu An lifted the curtains, and what came into view was the enormous flying ship.

The flying boat was as huge as a mountain, and a three-dimensional magic array that looked like a hologram appeared on its exterior. A medieval technological style was overwhelming, making Lu An feel as if he was seeing something from another world.

People came and went on the airship, and boxes filled with supplies flew up directly, which looked very magical.

People around him rode on their swords, coming and going. Some of the more powerful cultivators were incredibly fast, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The entire station was very busy. Large flying boats were docked and resting, but small flying boats and horse-drawn carriages were constantly coming and going.

Flying on a sword consumes a lot of a cultivator's spiritual energy. These vehicles are driven by magic arrays, which can use spiritual energy more efficiently and save the cultivator's strength.

"Senior Brother Hao Jian, where are we headed this time?"

Lu An suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know where they were going, so he quickly asked.

"It's Lin Shen City, located on the South China Sea coast. It's a pretty good big city. The proportion of cultivators from major sects is relatively small, but because it's connected to the sea, many independent cultivators who want to seek opportunities overseas gather there."

"Everyone was thinking about going to sea in search of opportunities. Over time, that place transformed from a small village into a large town, and eventually into a big city."

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

“When I was a rogue cultivator, I also hung out there. I also met my first love there.”

"So, did Senior Brother Hao break up with that person in the end?"

"We broke up. After all, we have different paths and cannot work together." A hint of sadness appeared on Hao Jian's face.

"Senior brother, let's not dwell on the past. We have to move forward. It's just that she was heartless."

"Ah, no, that's not it. She was eaten by a sea monster when she went out to sea. It was an accident."

"........."

The carriage drove further and further away, and soon they disappeared into the clouds.

Giant monsters flew past the carriage window from time to time, emanating an extremely powerful aura, but they all ignored the carriage they were riding in.

“Our carriage has a magic array that makes the monsters ignore us, so they can’t see us, can’t sense us, and naturally won’t react to us.”

Seeing the curiosity on Lu An's face, Hao Jian explained.

I see, I've learned something new.

A giant storm eagle was flying alongside them, its magnificent feathers and fierce posture making Lu An marvel.

Holy crap, that's so cool.

Seeing it in the encyclopedia is one thing, seeing it in person is another.

However, the next moment, Lu An saw that the Storm Eagle seemed to have discovered something, and it instantly let out a loud eagle cry before swooping down.

"Holy crap! What does this beast want with me?!"

A voice came from under the carriage, and then a streak of light broke through the clouds, revealing a figure riding a sword beside the carriage.

Then a huge figure rose from the clouds; it was the giant Storm Eagle again.

Compared to the Stormhawk's enormous body, this sword-wielding fellow Daoist appeared as insignificant as a sparrow.

"That's the downside of flying on a sword; if you're not careful, you'll be targeted by some ferocious beasts."

Chapter 177 A Feint

The Stormhawk was outside, emitting a loud cry, and seemed very excited.

They were as excited as if they had discovered oil.

The man's laughter was about the same size as the Stormhawk's open mouth, which gives you an idea of ​​how big the Stormhawk was.

The coachman glanced at it and said, "This guy's in trouble. That's a Storm Eagle at the Nascent Soul stage. It's not easy to mess with. Hopefully, he can save himself."

Hao Jian asked, puzzled, "Aren't we going to help? We're fellow Daoists, aren't we?"

The coachman asked casually, "May I ask what your cultivation level is, young friend?"

Hao Jian said directly, "I am at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul stage. With the help of medicine, I can fight against a sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivator. With my natal magic weapon, I can fight against an eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator. By burning my natal true essence, I can fight against a Divine Soul cultivator."

"So, rounding up, I can fight against a Nascent Soul stage expert."

Seeing Hao Jian's confident demeanor, Lu An was dumbfounded.

Goodness, you do know how to round up.

A Nascent Soul Stage 4 cultivator directly fought against a Spirit Transformation Stage expert. Could it be that the Nascent Soul Stage experts and Spirit Transformation Stage experts of my Yuantian Holy Sect are in different situations?

The coachman almost burst out laughing. "Young friend, forget it. It's only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul stage. This is a Spirit Transformation stage demon beast, not a cultivator. The more you fight it, the fiercer it will become. It's best not to provoke it unless you have something to do."

call out!

Just as the three were talking, the cultivator quickened his pace, and the hilt of his sword emitted a blue stream of light, like a tail flame, and he instantly entered the clouds.

The sea of ​​clouds, like a giant white beast, instantly swallowed the man and the eagle.

"This kid is quite shrewd. By entering the clouds and using a concealment talisman, he should be able to escape."

The coachman glanced at it and began to praise it.

However, the next moment, a scream came from the clouds, and then the person emerged from the clouds, his clothes torn into strips.

He looked extremely flustered and rather disheveled.

He doesn't seem very shrewd.

"Does he really think I'm easy to bully?!"

That fellow Daoist also got carried away. He took out a talisman from his pocket, and then his aura suddenly changed, revealing a murderous intent.

Stormhawk was intimidated by his imposing manner and actually became a little timid.

The Stormhawk's metallic feathers began to tighten and gather, as if preparing to withstand an attack.

"Cloud-Piercing Sword Technique, slaying demons and monsters!"

The sword beneath the fellow Daoist's feet instantly transferred to his hand, and a powerful aura suddenly appeared on the sword, seemingly possessing the might of a Void Refinement cultivator.

The Storm Eagle was truly terrified. It never expected that this seemingly Nascent Soul cultivator could unleash the power of a Void Refinement cultivator!

Is this what they call "pretending to be weak to catch a tiger"?

Human cultivators are truly despicable!

A massive sword aura emerged from the slender longsword, and then, with overwhelming force, it slashed down fiercely.

Although this wasn't the first time Lu An had seen a Void Refinement stage cultivator wield a sword, it was the first time he had seen it so close.

However, Lu An was also very puzzled. How could this Nascent Soul cultivator unleash sword energy comparable to that of the Void Refinement stage?

Then Lu An understood why.

The sword energy descended, but the moment it touched the Storm Eagle, it turned into a cloud of smoke.

fake!

This was Lu An and Hao Jian's first thought.

Then they saw the cultivator affix countless speed-enhancing talismans to his body, and the next moment he transformed into a streak of light and flew away on his sword.

Stormhawk was also stunned. The sword energy was so fierce that it once thought it would be impossible to avoid it without getting hurt, but this was the result.

The sword energy and sword light are just illusions; they are all fake.

But that imposing aura couldn't be faked.

"Where did that human go?!"

Before Stormhawk could even react, the man's figure had already disappeared into the distant horizon.

Lu An was greatly shocked.

So that was just a feint!

Stormhawk was clearly furious. Although it let out a loud cry to express its anger, it did nothing to help.

Everyone's run away, what else can we do?

The Stormhawk let out a few more high-pitched cries of reluctance before disappearing into the clouds.

"Have you thought of that?"

"I didn't expect that."

"This young man is smart."

The three people in the carriage looked at each other in disbelief, clearly shocked by this action.

But no one was surprised; when you're out in the world, fight if you can win, run if you can't.

Those who stubbornly fight when they can't win are called hotheads.

The carriage traveled above the clouds, and the horses seemed to be used to this scene, showing no panic whatsoever.

What normal horse would be so calm?

"Alright, we are about to enter the teleportation tunnel. It will be a bit bumpy, please be careful."

"Young friend, although you have good lower body skills, I suggest you fasten your seatbelt to avoid vomiting uncontrollably when you get there."

"Hao Jian has cultivated for so many years, why would I be afraid of a bumpy ride? Come on then!"

Just as Hao Jian was feeling confident, the carriage door suddenly opened.

Then a ragged fellow, whose clothes were reduced to shreds, climbed into the carriage.

"Excuse me, are you going to Lin Shen City? Could you give me a ride? Thanks."

The visitor made no attempt to be polite, sitting down as soon as he entered. The already cramped carriage became even more crowded with his arrival.

Soon, they also saw who the person in front of them was.

It's the person who was just being chased by the Stormhawk.

Hao Jian looked at the person who entered the carriage and exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you the one who was just being chased by that storm eagle..."