His cooking is so delicious that he's become the darling of the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 308 Flying Boat

"Oh my god, this is too big."

"How many people can this carry?"

"Is this the new flying artifact Elder Chengxuan crafted? This is much more convenient than flying on a sword..."

"Yes, we no longer have to fear that it will suddenly rain while flying on a sword."

"A disciple from the inner sect of Alchemy Peak said happily."

The disciple from Talisman Peak next to him nodded and added, "Aren't they afraid of being struck by lightning?"

It is often said that cultivators are struck by lightning while flying in the sky.

When he was found, the man, who had been chopped into charcoal, was found upside down in the tree.

Everyone nodded solemnly and silently put away their swords.

A group of disciples dressed in moon-white Xuanyuan Sect robes stood below, looking at the luxurious flying ship that resembled a giant mountain.

People standing next to the flying boat are like mayflies next to giant beasts.

Each disciple wore an expression of extreme shock.

Everyone gathered around the flying boat, touching and looking at it.

Advanced flying artifacts! So cool! So impressive!

When the time comes, other sects will fly over on swords, while they will take flying boats!

Yun Ci was no exception; she looked around here and there, running back and forth to take a look.

He had read some cultivation novels and also read about how major sects would travel by flying boat.

When I first came to this world, I had never heard of flying boats. Later I learned that flying boats did not yet exist in this world.

This is the first time he has ever seen a flying boat, and it is even bigger and more luxurious than he imagined.

Yun Ci touched the large flying boat and couldn't help but sigh, "Grandpa Chengxuan is really amazing. He deserves to be called a master craftsman. He even built a flying boat."

As times progress, so does the cultivation world.

Ye Qingqing and Xu Tianwei looked at the large flying boat and nodded hurriedly, "Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm."

Chu Ziming, standing next to him, thought of his master who always had a stern face and lectured him, and curled his lips with a strange expression.

That old man is indeed capable.

At this moment, Sect Leader Cang Xuan, who was leading these disciples to participate in the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, and a group of elders and uncles arrived.

The disciples immediately stopped playing around, clasped their hands in greeting, and bowed respectfully.

Sect Leader Cang Xuan's voice was calm, yet clear enough for every disciple to hear.

"Everyone, please be careful on the road. If any special circumstances arise, please inform me and the elders. Do not act rashly. Board the flying boat and set off immediately."

"Yes, disciple knows."

"Disciple, please remember this."

"Disciple, please remember this."

The disciples agreed and immediately cheered.

"I'm really curious what it looks like up there."

"Let's go then, we can go up and take a look now."

"Uh-huh."

"I wonder what the rooms assigned to our weapon-refining peak look like."

"They should all be the same..."

“It’s different. Let me tell you, you know that guy, right? He slipped me a bottle of pills and I heard he got a big room.”

"Is there still this?"

"What are you eating? Yun Ci hasn't sold any food for a month. Where did you get this?"

"I stocked up on these before."

"Hey buddy, I need to talk to you about something..."

"I won't sell it." He doesn't even have enough to eat himself, and he's been saving every last bite, afraid of running out.

"..."

The rejected disciple of Fulu Peak watched longingly as he stuffed the remaining half of the pan-fried bun into his mouth, listening to the sound of the crispy crust being chewed, and swallowed his saliva.

He then asked Yun Ci to go buy some food!

Some of the senior brothers in the crowd, who had cultivated in the sect for decades, were also riding in a flying boat for the first time.

Everyone boarded the airship with excitement and anticipation.

"Yun Ci, let's go find rooms too."

Chu Ziming pulled Yun Ci, ready to leave.

Yun Ci really wanted to ask this idiot if he had seen the notification in the notification bar yesterday.

She had barely opened her mouth when, before she could even speak, she was encircled by a pair of arms.

Gu Yan put his arm around Yun Ci and pinched Yun Ci's cheek. "Junior Brother's cheeks are so soft!"

"Let's go, junior brother, the room is all ready."

Yun Ci nodded. "Mhm."

She then looked at Chu Ziming, "After I'm ready, I'll go find—"

"Yun Ci, aren't you going to live with me?"

Chu Ziming looked at Yun Ci in disbelief.

Gu Yan glanced at Chu Ziming and clicked his tongue impatiently.

Chu Ziming didn't have time to pay attention to Gu Yan. He stepped forward, his puppy-dog eyes filled with a mixture of grievance and urgency.

"You're not living with me, but with them?"

Why? Why?

Yun Ci has always lived with him.

We can't forget our best friend just because we have a senior brother.

Chu Ziming was both angry and aggrieved.

He really wanted to ask Yun Ci, "Do they know you kick off the covers when you sleep at night? Do they know you like to have a lamp by your bedside? Do they know you...?"

Yun Ci numbly explained to this idiot, "...Yesterday, there was a notice about room assignments posted on the notice board. I told you to look at it, but you didn't. I am a disciple of Immortal Venerable Jiqing, so I will be with them. You are a disciple of Elder Chengxuan, so you will be going to the Refining Peak."

Chu Ziming's aggrieved expression vanished, and he paused, then scratched his head and chuckled.

"Oh, I see. Hehe, then Yun Ci, I'll come find you later."

Yun Ci nodded numbly, "Mm."

What an idiot!

"Remember to wait for me!"

"Oh!"

"I'll get ready right away."

"Oh, I see."