Chapter 522: Chapter Four Hundred Ninety-Five: Set Off

Three days later.

Xu Fan, with a few disciples and over a thousand students, boarded the Snake Spirit Number headed for the Vast Void Domain.

At this moment, the Snake Spirit Number was performing various extreme maneuvers in the sky.

Zhan Ling had an excited look on his face as he controlled the Snake Spirit Number.

“It’s light, fast, and most importantly, it’s incredibly comfortable to control,” Zhan Ling said, keeping one hand on the braking compass.

“Let’s go, let’s head to the Vast Void Domain and test out the extreme speed,” suggested Xu Fan, who was standing in the main control room, absorbing the view outside.

He had loaded a stability system onto the Snake Spirit Number. No matter how wildly it flew outside, those inside wouldn’t feel a touch of bumps or swaying, they would only feel the scenery outside spinning.

“Alright~”

The Snake Spirit Number, currently performing various extreme maneuvers, gently swung its tail and flew towards the Vast Void Domain, its speed increasing.

“The speed of this Snake Spirit Number is at least twice as fast as the Starship we flew on before,” Zhan Ling commented, enjoying the speed of the Snake Spirit Number.

“Naturally. It is designed based on gas dynamics, also, its spiritual energy core is very powerful,”

Xu Fan knew that if he explained too much, they wouldn’t understand, and it would be troublesome.

“Just as I thought, the more powerful it is, the faster it can run,” Zhan Ling said excitedly, like a young man who had just gotten his hands on a luxury car, contemplating the difference between four cylinders and twelve cylinders.

At this moment, the disciples aboard the Snake Spirit Number were all curiously looking at the scenery outside through the crystal windows.

“This Starship is much faster than the last one,” the middle-aged butcher commented, watching the scenery outside and smiling.

“If we considered the sky as the battlefield, there would be some sword moves that would become redundant,” Sui Ying said lightly, gazing at the view outside.

“You shouldn’t spend your days only thinking about fighting. You’re over 30 now, you should think about settling down and having children,” the middle-aged butcher said with a grin.

According to his real age, he would be over fifty now. If he hadn’t cultivated immortality, he would be an old man by now. But after cultivating immortality, he could still frolic around for another hundred years or so.

“Getting married and having kids would only impact my combat power,” Sui Ying retorted defiantly. He wanted to devote his entire life to pursuing the Way of the Sword and fighting.

“If you’re this talented, your kids would be great too,”

“Imagine you and your son fighting together on the battlefield, what a great story that would make.”

“It could also be a way to pass on your sword Doctrine,” the middle-aged butcher commented, patting Sui Ying on the shoulder.

He knew that although Sui Ying appeared aloof, his heart was as pure as a child’s, aside from his swordsmanship.

Sui Ying’s eyes reflected thoughtfulness, clearly considering the issue of passing down his swordsmanship.

“Little Su, the girl who often takes missions with us, has actually liked you for a long time,”

“If you’re willing, I can talk to her for you,” the middle-aged butcher suggested, putting in all his efforts and worries for Sui Ying as if he were Sui Ying’s father.

“Little Su?”

Sui Ying was reminded of the girl who was often following him around, cheering for him, saying ‘Big Brother Sui Ying, you’re so great.’

“She is a cultivator, with a lifespan counted in thousands of years, and I only have mere hundreds of years. I should not disturb her,” Sui Ying thought for a moment, then said.

“Little Su already likes you, so why are you being so coy?”

“I’ll take care of this for you when we get back, you only need to be the groom,” said the middle-aged butcher.

In his eyes, there was no such thing as a boundary in love. If you like me and I like you, then that’s it.

Sui Ying thought about it for a while, and then nodded.

Meanwhile, the Snake Spirit Number had already reached the middle of the Vast Void Domain.

“This speed, this power, we can certainly venture deep into the Vast Void Domain without a problem,” Zhan Ling said with excitement.

“If we want to go, we go. I’ve already left everything in Grape’s hands. We can take half a year, a year, to explore, there wouldn’t be any problem,” Xu Fan said with a smile. Having spent a long time in the sect, he too, wanted to venture out.

“That’s great news!” Zhan Ling exclaimed.

“Before heading deep into the Vast Void Domain, bring my disciple and Elder Su over.” Xu Fan thought for a moment and said.

Li Xingci had left the Hidden Spirit Sect for several years. Xu Fan missed him after not seeing him for a while.

“Alright, let’s head to the Human Clan’s Navigational Channel first.” Zhan Ling said, triggering the Snake Spirit Number’s second extreme speed.

In the starry path of the Human Clan’s Navigational Channel, the Snake Spirit Number stopped at the position designated by the Elder Council Cultivators.

A burly man in heavy armor had already been waiting there for them.

“Elder Shan Chen, long time no see,” Xu Fan greeted with a smile.

“I don’t deserve to be called an elder. Your status as the Great Elder of the Hidden Spirit Gate and a top refining master makes me unworthy of such respect,” said Shan Chen, quickly waving his hand with a smile.

“I have just gotten in touch with your disciple, Li Xingci, through the internal line. They’re on their way here,” he said.

“They should be transported here through the teleportation array in a short while,” Shan Chen continued.

“The teleportation array is still usable?” Xu Fan asked in surprise.

“It can only carry out small-scale teleportations, and it can only be used by those with high authority in the Elder Council,” Shan Chen explained.

“Indeed, it’s not surprising that the Elder Council has the means to break the Space Seal,” Xu Fan nodded.

“Come, let me treat the Great Elder to a meal,” Shan Chen said.

Because of his relationship with Xu Fan, every time Zhan Ling visited the Human Clan’s Starry Pathway during that period, he looked for Shan Chen.

Shan Chen, too, ordered a few Dao Artifacts from the Hidden Spirit Gate at extremely reasonable prices.

All of these were forged by the Demon Race Refiner Grandmaster of the Hidden Spirit Gate.

“Then I shall respect your wishes,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

Following this, the group arrived at the most luxurious restaurant on the star.

As Shan Chen led Xu Fan over, his Communication Talisman at his waist kept chirping incessantly until it was finally silenced by Shan Chen because it was too noisy.

“Elder Shan Chen seems to be quite busy,” Xu Fan joked.

“They all want me to introduce them to you,” Shan Chen explained.

“I see,” Xu Fan nodded.

After a wild feast in the restaurant, the group moved to a tea house to rest.

“Great Elder, I wonder if the refinement master in your sect still has any time?”

“There are so many people over here wanting to order Dao Artifacts from your side and they all offer a good price,” Shan Chen casually mentioned while sipping his tea.

With the Treasure House nearly emptied, Xu Fan did think that some Spirit Mine and Heaven and Earth Treasures should be replenished.

“The refining masters in our sect still have time to take on some Dao Artifact orders.”

“If Elder Shan Chen has friends who need them, you can recommend some to us,” Xu Fan nodded his assent.

A Jade Simple appeared in Xu Fan’s hand, recording the Dao Artifact-level Spirit Mine that the Hidden Spirit Sect was relatively lacking.

“You can convert the costs into the Spirit Mine inside,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

Seeing the Jade Simple, a glimmer of joy flashed in Shan Chen’s eyes, signalling his new role as an agent for the Hidden Spirit Sect.

“Thanks, Great Elder,” Shan Chen said with a smile.

“What are you being thankful for? I will just consider it as giving you a some trouble,” Xu Fan said while handing the Jade Simple to Shan Chen.

At this moment, the door of the tea house opened, and Li Xingci’s family of three walked in.

“Greeting, Master (Grand Master)”

Li Xingci, bringing along Li Chufan, paid their respects, their eyes filled with excitement, much like a child who had been separated from their parents for a long time.