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Under the watchful eyes of all the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, the sect courtyard slowly floated up, as if uprooted by a tremendous force. It then disappeared abruptly from everyone's sight after moving only a short distance. The sight was so miraculous that everyone gasped, exchanging bewildered glances, until someone remembered something and exclaimed:

"Where are the sect leader and senior brother? Could they have disappeared along with the sect courtyard?"

The voice trembled, and it was not hard to imagine the emotions of everyone at this moment. It was a huge ups and downs. With the sect leader’s confident prediction of the ancestral master, plus the senior brother’s incredible ability, they had just thought they would soar to the sky. But before they could even leave the mountain range where the sect was located, the sect and its people disappeared together. What was going on?

Just as everyone was disheartened and at a loss, the voice of Daoist Fengteng, almost out of control, came from afar:

"Keep moving forward, don't let those scoundrels from the Zhenwu Hall get away!"

Everyone looked closely and saw that Daoist Fengteng's face was flushed, and he was speaking excitedly. At his feet were the magical artifacts from the Flower Pavilion that he had previously used. However, Li Sisui was nowhere to be seen. Amidst their surprise and uncertainty, the crowd couldn't help but wonder:

"Sect Master, why has the sect suddenly disappeared? Where is Senior Brother?"

"Don't panic. It was all your senior brother's doing. The most important thing right now is to find someone to lead the way. We must not let those madmen from the True Martial Hall get away. If we can't find the location of the Flying Flower Sect, we'll have to move to the True Martial Hall!"

The disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were completely dumbfounded. These words sounded somewhat joking coming from their senior brother, but from the sect leader's mouth, they carried a greater sense of certainty. Although the disciples were somewhat impulsive, they still knew what was important. For the Hidden Moon Sect, with its remaining members, to go to the True Martial Hall was like throwing good money after bad—a one-way trip.

While it may feel good to be a hero for a moment, one's life is more important. One knows one's own limitations. It's one thing for the senior brother to spout nonsense, but now even the sect leader has gone mad. Could it be that he was provoked by the sudden disappearance of the sect?

At this moment, Feng Teng Daoren couldn't care less about the wild thoughts of his disciples. His mind was still immersed in shock, unable to extricate himself. He could never have imagined that this junior brother who had fallen from the sky was full of miracles and surprises in every move. It couldn't even be described as a surprise; it was more like a shock, a shock that he dared not even think about!

In the end, he was so frightened that he began to waver and doubt the golden rules he had previously believed in!

Even though Li Sisui only casually mentioned that he had put the sect courtyard he had been longing for into the storage ring, how could there be such a huge storage ring in this world? Even if there were, what peak cultivation level would one need to reach to have enough divine sense to control it?

Feng Teng Daoren had cultivated for over a thousand years and was only at the fifth level of the Transformation stage. Although he was not the best, he was not the worst either. In his understanding, a cultivator's spiritual sense and cultivation level were always perfectly matched, and a certain level of cultivation level matched a certain level of spiritual sense!

This is why cultivators pay more attention to the practice of cultivation techniques. At the same level of cultivation, it means that their spiritual senses are almost the same. In order to win in a competition, in addition to the solidity of their cultivation, it depends on who has mastered more cultivation techniques. In addition, with the endless stream of magical artifacts, the difference between superior and inferior has gradually emerged!

It's not that they don't value spiritual cultivation, but the methods for cultivating spiritual consciousness have basically been lost. Even if someone is lucky enough to obtain one or two methods, the conditions for cultivation are so harsh that it's basically hopeless to master them. In the end, they will most likely be shelved. Gradually, cultivation techniques have become the mainstream choice for cultivators!

The size of the storage space depends on the material and crafting level of the storage ring, as well as the strength of the user's spiritual sense. Only by combining these two aspects can the final storage space be the actual space that a cultivator can use!

The sheer size of the storage space that could hold the entire courtyard of the Hidden Moon Sect was terrifying to even contemplate. What was even more terrifying was that this junior brother's cultivation level was only at the third level of the Divine Illumination Realm, and he hadn't even experienced a minor tribulation. Therefore, Daoist Feng Teng was completely baffled and could only attribute this strange phenomenon to his master's prophecy...

Seeing that the sect courtyard, which had been built with countless efforts, was casually put into a storage ring by this junior brother who had fallen from the sky, what else could explain this extreme irrationality except that it was destined by fate? Feng Teng Daoren had now dispelled even the last trace of doubt!

If Li Sisui were to announce now that he would raze the Tianmen Sect to the ground tomorrow, I doubt Fengteng Daoist would hesitate in the slightest!

They say seeing is believing and hearing is deceiving. After truly witnessing Li Sisui's terror, brainwashing is just a matter of a moment...

Since his divine sense surged, the storage space of Zhishan's thumb ring also increased, expanding several times over. However, to his great regret, the mysterious forest did not spread and remained at its previous size. It was because of this that he had a sudden inspiration to include the courtyard of the Hidden Moon Sect...

Although the strength of the Hidden Moon Sect was a bit weak, Feng Teng Daoren had a very unique taste. Even from a modern perspective, he felt that the Hidden Moon Sect's well-arranged and antique architectural complex was unique and had a strong artistic atmosphere, which made him want to collect it.

Of course, he also had a selfish motive. If it was later verified that the Zhishan ring could store living things, then the courtyard pavilion he had installed would come in handy. A portable high-end detached villa, with pavilions, terraces, and waterside terraces, would be the perfect choice for someone of your distinguished status...

Li Sisui lay lazily inside the magical artifact in the flower pavilion, smiling to himself, amused by his own selfish thoughts!

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