Chapter 29-Shocking Appearance
The violent roar of "KeCP" tore through the deathly silence above the Burial God Abyss, like an enraged steel beast, dragging billowing smoke, and violently crashed into the relatively "clean" airspace above the Nine Heavens.
Below, the rolling, mist-shrouded Immortal Mountains rapidly receded. The jade-like buildings and cascading waterfalls dotted among them resembled delicate bonsai, blurred into a dazzling backdrop amidst the violent pitching and deafening noise of the ship. Occasionally, a cultivator wielding a magnificent flying sword or riding an exquisite jade boat would pass by. Hearing the terrifying noise from afar and sensing the wild and unruly aura, they would all turn pale with horror, hastily avoiding it as if it were the plague.
"What the hell?!"
"The evil beast from the God Burial Abyss has escaped?!"
"No...it's a flying boat? Oh my god...can this fly?"
If the pile of animal skins and hay in the cabin could be called a cabin, the experience was disastrous.
Tie Niu's massive body swayed like a small tree in a strong wind with every jolt. He clutched tightly at the welded iron ring on the side of the boat, his knuckles white and his face blue. "Sister Su Tang...is...is this boat going to fall apart?"
Luo Hongyi protected her shoulder bag full of "gifts", her face ashen and she gritted her teeth: "Xie Zhao! What the hell is this speed-up talisman you put on us! Do you want to send us to see our ancestors in advance?!" She felt her internal organs churning.
Bai Xiao was also seasick and seemed to be about to faint in the corner, his face was pale, and his ears drooped listlessly, and he didn't even have the strength to spray space ripples.
Uncle Chen was still sitting at the stern with his eyes closed, a broom across his knees. His body was as steady as a rock amidst the violent turbulence, like an old monk in meditation, only his brows were slightly furrowed, almost imperceptibly.
Su Tang's face flushed with excitement! She tied herself to the Moon Rabbit's "exclusive observation tower," holding up the photo stone, and stared at the rapidly passing fairyland scenery and the crazy swaying "Chu Xie is rio!!!"
He took photos furiously, explaining excitedly, "Family! See?! This is the Immortal Alliance's territory! How bright! How clean! It's just a little windy! And a little noisy! But that's not a problem! The important thing is, we're here!"
The bow deck is the center of the storm, and it is also a world of ice and fire.
Chu Linyuan was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, his feet seemed to be welded to the rusty deck, and his black clothes fluttered in the violent airflow.
He stood tall, his gaze fixed forward, the lines of his cold profile taut, his whole body emanating a chill that kept strangers away. He held the Frost Silence Sword tightly in his backhand, the red tassels on its scabbard swirling and entwining like uncontrolled flames in the gust of wind, threatening to whip his arms.
With every violent jolt, the knuckles of his fingers gripping the sword turned whiter, and his fingertips unconsciously and forcefully rolled over the rough texture of the hilt, as if trying to force all the leaked emotions back into that frozen body.
The glaring paint on the side of the ship was like an invisible whip, continuously lashing his precarious bottom line of shame.
Xie Zhao stood in front of the console, gripping the edge tightly with both hands, his knuckles also turning white from the force.
He tried hard to maintain his balance, while at the same time distracting himself from controlling the "stitched monster" magic circle that could strike at any time. Golden light flickered on his fingertips as he constantly fine-tuned the intensity and nodes of the input talisman power.
He forced his usual nonchalant smile on his face, but the curve of his mouth was a little stiff. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. It was unclear whether it was from tiredness, the shaking, or the shame that came from all directions.
Her peach blossom eyes swept across Chu Linyuan's icy figure at the bow, which was about to solidify into a solid object, and then swept across the madly shaking "Chu Xie is rio!!!" on the side of the boat. In her heart, she roared madly: Su Tang! Wait until we get off the boat and see how I deal with you!
Under this hellish sailing experience and the huge psychological pressure on the driver, the "Ke CP" spewed thick smoke and emitted a deafening death roar all the way, and finally "killed" to its destination - the venue of the Immortal Gate Competition, Wanxiantai on the top of the sea of clouds.
Wanxiantai is worthy of its name.
Suspended above the sea of clouds in the sky, it is paved with a huge piece of white jade that emits a warm and spiritual light. It is vast and boundless. Surrounded by clouds and auspicious auras.
Countless flying boats, fairy birds, and magic weapons of various shapes and glittering colors are dotted around the cloud platform like stars, in an orderly manner, with fairy music floating in the air.
A huge gilded flag engraved with "Immortal Gate Competition" fluttered in the clouds, exuding supreme majesty.
The monks, dressed in various gorgeous costumes and with powerful aura, were either standing in the air or chatting and laughing, giving off an immortal atmosphere that was grand, solemn and dignified.
At the edge of this magnificent scene of celestial light and orderly order—
“Buzz——!!! Boom boom boom——!!!”
A heart-wrenching noise, like the last wail of a dying beast, accompanied by billowing smoke and a pungent smell of burning, violently broke the tranquility of the clouds!
A pitch-black metal monster covered with rust and pits, shaped like a crushed shuttle, dragged a long, dirty black smoke tail like an out-of-control meteorite, and dived almost vertically towards a relatively empty anchorage area on the edge of Wanxiantai!
On the hull, the three crooked blood-red characters painted with low-quality red paint - "嗑CP号" and the eye-catching graffiti of two stick figures holding hands and "Chu Xie is rio!!!" painted in white paint next to it were still clearly visible in the thick smoke and high-speed fall, emitting a shocking "nuclear bomb"-level social death shock wave!
In an instant, time seemed to freeze at the edge of Wanxiantai.
All the music, laughter, and flying stopped.
Hundreds of eyes, filled with extreme astonishment, bewilderment, and disbelief, were all focused on this "steel garbage" that fell from the sky, emitting the smell of poverty, desolation, and great shame!
"What...what is that thing?!" A female cultivator who was riding a colorful phoenix was so frightened that she almost fell off the bird's back.
"Flying...flying boat? You call that a flying boat?!" An old man with an immortal look nearby was so shocked that the whisk in his hand dropped.
"Ke…ke CP number? Chu Xie is…rio…" A young monk read out the words on the hull, his expression as if he had swallowed a fly alive, and then burst into earth-shattering laughter. "Hahahahaha! What kind of poor and weird sect is this?! This name… this paint job… Hahahaha! Are they here to make fun of me?!"
"Oh my god! This smell... Ugh! Is it the evil energy of the God Burial Abyss mixed with rust and something burnt?!"
The monks near the anchorage area covered their noses and retreated in fear as if they were avoiding the plague, with undisguised contempt and disgust written all over their faces.
"Look at the bow! There's a person standing there! My God...what aura...this shabby boat with such aura...the contrast is too big! Hahahaha!" Someone pointed at the cold and murderous figure of Chu Linyuan at the bow and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
"The one in the back! The one holding the console! His face has turned green! Hahahaha! That's so miserable!"
"Quick! Take a picture! Photo stones! This is definitely the most explosive appearance in this competition... no! The most explosive appearance in the history of the Immortal Alliance! No doubt about it!" Countless photo stones lit up instantly, greedily capturing every detail of the broken ship and everyone on board.
Laughter, discussion, and unscrupulous criticism surged from all directions like a tsunami, instantly drowning the "CP" that had just experienced a hellish journey.
Inside the cabin, Tie Niu stared blankly at the well-dressed crowd outside, pointing and laughing. He asked in a muffled voice, "Sister Su Tang...what are they laughing at? Our boat...is pretty sturdy, isn't it?"
Luo Hongyi's beautiful face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. Her fingers unconsciously stroked the dangerous bottles and jars in the bag, and her red lips curled up in a cold and dangerous arc.
The white deer buried its face in the fur of the Moon-Eating Rabbit, while the rabbit bared its teeth angrily at the glaring gazes and mocking voices outside, and let out a threatening growl from its throat.
Su Tang's eyes lit up with excitement, as if she had seen a moving mountain of gold!
She quickly switched the angles of her photo stone, recording all the mocking, disdainful, and frantic filming outside, muttering to herself, "Material! All excellent material! 'Shocking! The Immortal Alliance's genius actually did this to a broken ship!', 'Why was the Guixu Sect ridiculed on the first day of the Immortal Sect Competition?'... I've even thought of the titles! We're rich, we're rich!"
At the bow, Chu Linyuan was enduring the most intense and tangible mocking gazes.
He gripped the Frost Silence Sword tightly, and his knuckles made a slight "creaking" sound due to excessive force.
The chill emanating from his body almost froze the swirling smoke around him! Under the dual impact of the aftermath of the strong wind and the immense sense of shame, the red tassel on his waist swayed violently like a candle in the wind, a dazzling red, a red of despair.
He suddenly closed his eyes, as if to isolate himself from the overwhelming malice, only his jawline was as taut as a knife blade.
At the control panel, the smile on Xie Zhao's face completely vanished. He stared at Chu Linyuan's cold back, his expression visibly suffocating, his anger nearly exploding. He listened to the tsunami-like laughter in his ears, and a surge of unbridled anger surged from the depths of his heart, instantly overwhelming all his shame and exhaustion. The usual indifference in his peach-shaped eyes was replaced by a cold, almost violent glint.
When I slap your faces until they are swollen, let’s see if you can still laugh!
Xie Zhao slammed his palm on the console, and the violent talisman power was forced into it!
The "KeCP" let out an even more shrill scream, and the bow suddenly sank down. With an unstoppable determination, it slammed into the cleared anchorage area on the edge of Wanxiantai - the area where the laughter was most frequent!
"Everyone, get out of my way!!!"
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