The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

The silk threads pulling Ao Moang’s duster instantly tautened. Had the duster not been of high quality, it would have likely snapped under this massive counter-push.

“Ah-”

A feeling of weightlessness.

An indescribable sensation of weightlessness was stimulating Ao Moang’s nerves, causing his face to change color drastically and making him let out a cry of alarm.

“Tsk tsk- 1 forgot to give you this little guy a shield!”

Xuanqing shook his head with a laugh. His left hand agitated the Plantain Fan again, and his right hand condensed mana, casting a light mask that shielded Ao Moang.

“Huh-”

Ao Moang breathed heavily, a trace of horror flickering in his eyes.

What kind of object is this fan that Sir possesses? It’s so powerful, could it blow a person ten thousand and eight thouand miles away if fanned towards them?

As if seeing the horror in Ao Moang’s eyes.

After Xuanqing glanced aside at him, he casually introduced, “This object is known as the Plantain Fan, which was used to fan the Eight Trigram Furnace in Douluo Palace.”

“Later, that rowdy monkey wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and toppled the Eight Trigram Furnace. This fan and a brick from the furnace fell into the human world together.”

“Now, the fan has fallen into my hands, effectively returning to its rightful owner.” Xuanqing said this indifferently.

Upon hearing this.

Ao Moang suddenly realized.

No wonder this fan has such power, it originally belonged to the owner of Douluo palace in the Heavenly court.

In the Three Realms it’s often said that, the owner of Douluo palace, could capture Taiyi with his belt, refine a Great Luo immortal with his medicine bottle, and destroy a realm with his spit.

Although this saying is slightly exaggerated, it shows that for the owner of Douluo Palace, any ordinary object in his daily life, when placed outside, would be a fantastic treasure.

Just as he got lost in his thoughts, he found that his master seemed to have gone off track, and hurriedly reminded him.

“Sir, you’re a bit off track, a little to the left…. The Dragon Palace of the Jing River is located at the upstream source!”

Upon hearing this.

A bit to the left?

Whooosh-

With the Plantain Fan in hand, Xuanqing gently fanned towards the right, adjusting his position.

In this way.

Under Ao Moang’s guidance, they flew while adjusting their position.

Moments later.

“You’ve gone past it, past it, Sir-” Ao Moang hastily reminded.

Whoosh-

As the Plantain Fan fluttered, they halted. As for the overshot distance, Xuanqing directly cast the Earth Leaping Golden Light, and flew back with Ao Moang.

In the end.

Xuanqing arrived at their destination.

What came into view was a huge river, the width of which was unknown.

As the saying goes, “Three provinces flower like brocade, eight waters surround the city flow,” the biggest of which refers to the Jing River, also described by the ancient saying: “The Jing River is clear.” The Jing River carries the economic lifeline of the Tang Empire, and all matters of transportation cannot bypass it.

From this point of view.

When the West Sea Dragon King married his sister to the Jing River Dragon King, he may have also intended to make a bit of a bet on the human race, the protagonist of the Primordial World.

After all.

The Tang Empire is the fate center of the human race, and the Jing River is the economic lifeline of this fate center. The two are interlinked and inseparable!

Today is not like the past, where there was only fighting and killing in ancient times.

In today’s world, no matter what you do, it all comes down to status and background. Without the martial strength to transcend the world, these are the only two things that truly matter.

Of course.

The twists and turns of this are not necessary to describe in detail.

“Let’s go, pay a visit to your uncle-in-law!”

“Yes, Sir!”

The mouth of the Jing River.

A few Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals were on patrol.

Suddenly.

Two figures appeared before them. One of them, clad in a Daoist robe and holding a duster, emanated an air of tranquillity and effortless grace. The other, strikingly handsome with a noble air, had a cinnabar mole on his forehead.

They looked nothing like ordinary cultivators.

Not daring to be negligent, the Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals took a step forward and said politely, “Two adults, this is the entrance to the Jing River Dragon Palace, may I ask…?”

Xuanqing remained silent.

On one side.

Ao Moang then calmly said, “I am Ao Moang, the Crown Prince of the West Sea, here to visit my father-in-law!”

Upon hearing this was a person from the West Sea and furthermore, it was the Crown Prince.

“Greetings to the Crown Prince of the West Sea. Please wait a moment while 1 go to inform them!” The Crab General immediately bowed and was about to go announce.

“There’s no need, my uncle-in-law has given a pass sign!”

Ao Moang shook his head, stepped forward, took out a jade brand from his bosom, and waved it towards the ground.

Buzz, buzz-

A dragon gate appeared in the seawater. The dense spiritual qi emanating from the dragon gate attracted the common creatures around, rushing here in fury.

They wanted to jump the dragon gate, but the formation around the dragon gate blocked them, and these common fish and shrimp could only be anxious in place!

“Sir, please!”

After doing all this.

Ao Moang made a respectful bow to Xuanqing and gestured for him to continue.

“Hmm!”

Xuanqing nodded slightly, then stepped into the dragon gate. Ao Moang followed him closely.

Worth mentioning is.

This world, because the Ancestral Dragon had cast a great divine power before its death, relying on the Primordial World, forcibly created a Dragon Realm.

So much so that from small ancient wells and streams, to large rivers and the Four Seas, their dragon palaces are separate realms, although they are not cave heavens and blessed lands, they are not far off.

After entering the Dragon Palace.

Ao Moang familiarly leads the way ahead..