Chapter 25 Feitian Tuotuo
This Tuotuo’s bone whiskers were silver with hints of gold, indicating it was about to advance to the next Realm.
If not for the Flying Heaven Gate expending great effort in coordination and arrangements, the Shuntian Merchant Guild would never have loaned out this treasure.
Wang Huan, in the distance, gazed at the ethereal, mysterious, and profound sea of clouds in the sky; flying into the heavens was still a first for him.
Wang Huan secretly approached Ye Yang and respectfully asked, “Senior Brother Ye, does our Flying Heaven Gate also have such a Feitian Tuotuo?”
Ye Yang shook his head: “We don’t. The Sect has always wanted to purchase one from the Shuntian Merchant Guild to cultivate ourselves, but the Shuntian Merchant Guild hasn’t agreed.”
“Oh.”
A hint of disappointment flashed in Wang Huan’s eyes. This Tuotuo was majestic and powerful, capable of flying into the clouds and fighting in water.
He heard that its owners were either rich or noble, and its price was exorbitant. Since the Flying Heaven Gate didn’t even possess one, it seemed it couldn’t be considered a major Sect, nor was it as formidable as he had imagined.
Then, Wang Huan began to inquire about the Flying Heaven Gate’s customs, Cultivation Techniques, and interpersonal relationships within the Sect.
“Our Flying Heaven Gate has four subordinate Families: Bai, Zhu, Li, and Zhang, and over a hundred Disciples within the Sect.”
“What Realm is our Sect Leader in?”
“Ah? What did you say? The Zhu Family?”
“The Zhu Family is known for their search hounds, and the Zhang Family excels at fishing and hunting, so the Sect entrusted the thousand-mile Bihu Marsh to their care.”
“Senior Brother Ye, what position can my Master hold once he joins the Flying Heaven Gate?”
“What? What did you say about the Zhang Family’s duties?”
“The Zhang Family has no specific duties. They are also known as ‘Chazi Zhang,’ skilled in using the Flying Fish Harpoon, and received a Legacy from a hundred-year-old river tortoise. They are quite legendary, with their Legacy passed down for generations, flourishing to this day.”
“Senior Brother Ye, who is the most profound in cultivation among our Disciples?”
“I’ll continue telling you about the Zhu Family,”
“Senior Brother, what is the monthly stipend for our newly inducted Disciples? Do we have weekends off?”
Ye Yang knew Wang Huan was trying to extract information, but he responded strategically, evading Wang Huan’s questions and only sharing publicly known information about the Sect.
Instead, he managed to glean some information from Wang Huan: it turned out that Wang Sandao and Wang Xijing were distant relatives.
Wang Sandao’s ability to enter the Flying Heaven Gate this time was also due to Wang Xijing’s strong invitation.
“No wonder they both share the surname Wang. I initially thought it was a coincidence, but this explains it,” Ye Yang murmured to himself.
The Feitian Tuotuo was incredibly fast, ascending into the azure sky and flying among the clouds. Before noon, they had already reached the Flying Heaven Gate’s territory.
Ge Canhong, Wang Xijing, and Wang Sandao had been cultivating in the cabin on the Tuotuo’s back and had not come out.
Now, as the silver-backed Tuotuo approached the Flying Heaven Gate’s territory, they finally emerged from the cabin.
Ge Canhong narrowed his eyes slightly, clad in a black robe, with the Black Sun Shining Day Sword slung at his waist. His right hand rested on the sword hilt, not loosening its grip in the slightest.
Wang Xijing wore a purple Daoist robe, with three strands of beard hanging down to his chest. In his left hand, he held a fiery red auspicious cloud spiritual ganoderma scepter.
In his right hand, he carefully held the extremely precious Crimson Flame Flying Crow Gourd, looking majestic and awe-inspiring, as if an Immortal had descended to the mortal world.
To this day, Ye Yang still couldn’t understand why such a handsome father could have given birth to Wang Dong with those triangular eyes.
However, upon closer thought, Wang Dong wasn’t bad-looking; it was just his eyes that always made people feel he had ill intentions.
Walking at the very end was “Shao Yang Sword” Wang Sandao. As a newcomer to the Flying Heaven Gate, he was a bit nervous and also curious.
Standing on the back of the silver Tuotuo, he constantly peered downwards, seeing a magnificent Sect gate standing tall atop a mountain amidst thousands of peaks.
At this moment, they were in the clouds, and the clouds above the Flying Heaven Gate were a purplish-red hue, arranged in layers like scales. The purplish-red Twilight Danxia stretched all the way to the distant sky.
“Good, good. I’ve long heard that the Flying Heaven Gate’s Twilight Danxia is one of the Eight Sights of Yalong Ridge. Seeing it today, it truly possesses unparalleled beauty.”
Wang Xijing patted his shoulder: “Brother Sandao, we are all Family, so there’s no need to boast. If you like looking at it, you’ll have plenty of time in the future, until you get tired of it.”
When the silver Tuotuo reached above the Flying Heaven Gate, it gradually slowed down. Its two bat-like wings flapped, slowly descending, until it landed on a high ground within the Flying Heaven Gate.
Everyone disembarked from the silver Tuotuo’s back onto the ground.
Wang Xijing cupped his fist towards the silver Tuotuo: “Many thanks to the Hong brothers for piloting the Tuotuo and seeing us off. If you have time in the future, please do visit the Flying Heaven Gate and allow us to fulfill our duties as hosts.”
Two aged voices came from the silver Tuotuo: “You several Vajra are too polite. Your Sect paid, and we did our job; this is only right and proper.”
“What’s more, your Sect increased the price by 30% this time. Our Shuntian Merchant Guild, greedy for money and indifferent to reputation, has made quite a profit.”
As soon as the words fell, the silver Tuotuo became a bit agitated, tossing and turning its body, flapping its wings, and once again soared into the sky from the ground.
“The Five Profound Sect still needs the silver Tuotuo, so we won’t bother you further. Apologies, apologies, we’ll take our leave first.”
The silver Tuotuo flew into the sky, and in an instant, it became a black dot and disappeared.
Wang Xijing seemed to have anticipated the Hong brothers’ temperament and didn’t mind. The three walked directly towards the Flying Heaven Gate’s stronghold.
Ge Canhong walked in front, with Wang Xijing following him, almost abreast.
Wang Sandao was at the very end, trailing closely. Although the three stood on a parallel line, the disparity in their identities and statuses was immediately apparent.
Wang Huan led two horses and, after bidding farewell to Ye Yang, followed closely behind Wang Sandao.
Ye Yang, meanwhile, led his Tuo Yun Horse, preparing to find Bai Zizhen to report his recent whereabouts and collect his mission rewards.
As he led the Tuo Yun Horse into the main Sect hall, he heard a pleasant voice say: “Senior Brother Ye, you’ve returned too.”
Ye Yang looked up and saw a woman with her hair tied up, dressed in white. She wore a white striped skirt, with a sword on her back as white as snow, and her long black hair cascaded down to her waist.
Her complexion was not fair, but slightly wheat-colored, with sword-like eyebrows, a high nose, and small cherry lips tightly pressed together.
Her facial contours were firm; although not strikingly beautiful, she possessed an inherent heroic spirit.
“It’s Junior Sister Yan. Weren’t you chasing Flying Tiger Bandits in Green Forest Mountain? Have you returned this time to prepare for the Heaven Worship Ceremony and your life’s Awakening?”
Yan Qingying nodded, revealing a wry smile.
“There are many bandits in Green Forest Mountain, and the mountains are high and the waters deep. Once the Flying Tiger Bandits entered the deep mountains, I couldn’t find them anymore. With the Heaven Worship Ceremony approaching, I returned early.”