si-mexico Chapter 149 After three months of fruitless efforts, a letter was received.
Chapter 149 After three months of fruitless efforts, a letter was received.
The northern border of the Cai Kingdom on the continent of Huan Chen.
The martial artists from the Floating Life Continent have been in this world for three months.
Qi Yuan and his group still couldn't find any trace of cultivators from the Xuan Tian Continent in this vast and boundless region. They had once harbored hopes, anticipating encounters with cultivators from other realms and the exchange of martial arts insights, but reality cruelly shattered their expectations one by one. Now, they were left only with the martial artists from the Floating Life Continent—Bi Li, Dugu Xin, Chu Ji, He Shi Hui, Ji Mi, Song Han, the twelve agile Tang Clan swordsmen, and three free-roaming cultivators.
“There is indeed an insurmountable gap between the martial artists of our Floating Life Continent and the cultivators of the Profound Heaven Continent.” Dugu Xin looked into the distance, his tone filled with helplessness and emotion. “They possess magical artifacts that we can hardly imagine. With just a light touch, they can travel thousands of miles in an instant, while we can only rely on our own two legs, traveling day and night. Even on horseback, we can hardly keep up with their speed.”
“Shen Lixi once mentioned that the Grandmasters of our Floating Life Continent are only at the peak of the Body Refinement Realm in the Profound Heaven Continent.” Ji Mi continued, her eyes flashing with awe and curiosity about the unknown world. “And above the Body Refinement Realm, there are actually nine higher realms. The gap between them is like an insurmountable chasm.”
"We are in this unfamiliar land, and the path to immortality is far beyond our reach." Chu Ji looked into the distance, a resolute glint in his eyes. "We must find a way back, back to the familiar Floating Life Continent, back to our home."
However, faced with this vast and boundless foreign land, where was the way back? Everyone fell into deep thought. Just then, a wandering cultivator named Ouyangtai broke the silence: "Go back? Easier said than done. We are people of the martial world, making the world our home. Where is not a place for cultivation? If I encounter a large city ahead, I will rest for a while and continue my path of cultivation." His words, though calm, revealed a kind of determination and nonchalance.
“Ouyangtai is right. We are all people of the martial world, and we call the world our home.” He Shihui nodded, his gaze firm. “But I also believe that as long as we don’t give up, we will always find our way back.”
“What we need is not just perseverance, but also wisdom,” Bi Li said in a deep voice. “Although the cultivators of the Xuan Tian Continent are powerful, they are not invincible. We can learn from them and improve our own strength.”
“That’s right, we can’t give up just because of temporary difficulties,” Song Han encouraged. “As long as we unite and work together, we will always find a way to break through.”
Just as everyone was discussing and speculating about the future and the major events to come, the sound of rapid hoofbeats suddenly broke the tranquility. All eyes turned to the direction of the sound, where a knight clad in armor, wielding a long lance, galloped towards them from afar. His speed was like a lightning bolt slicing through the sky, raising a cloud of dust behind him, like a yellow dragon rolling across the ground.
"It's a messenger!" Dugu Xin, with his sharp eyes, immediately recognized the knight's identity. A serious yet expectant expression appeared on his face. "He must have important news to convey to us."
Sure enough, the knight stopped his horse in front of the crowd. He was panting, but his eyes shone with determination. He took out a letter and handed it to the nearest hero: "Heroes, this is a message from the north. Please take a look."
The group took the letter, which bore the words written in large black ink: "The Xuantian Sect and the Wuji Sect have discovered the next step on the path to immortality in the north." They read the letter carefully, their faces showing surprise and excitement.
"The next step on the path to immortality!" someone exclaimed. "This means we're one step closer to becoming immortals!"
“Yes,” Dugu Xin said in a deep voice, “but this also means that we will face greater challenges and dangers. We need to go north quickly to discuss countermeasures with the heroes of Xuantian Sect and Wuji Sect.”
Everyone nodded in agreement, knowing that this was a crucial moment that required them to unite and face the challenges of the future together.
As everyone prepared to embark on their unknown journey, the horse that had been lying still suddenly performed an unbelievable miracle. Its body trembled slightly, and then a pair of enormous wings slowly unfurled from its back, shimmering with a mysterious light. It took flight, like a true Pegasus, soaring straight into the endless blue sky until it disappeared from everyone's sight.
This spectacular and mysterious sight left everyone present in awe. They stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their eyes, as the horse disappeared into the sky. They speculated about the horse's origins: was it a divine mount, or a rare creature born of heaven and earth? Its magical abilities further captivated them, filling them with endless imagination.
However, regardless of where the horse came from, it has become an eternal legend, forever etched in people's hearts. They may never see that magical Pegasus again, but the awe and emotion they felt will forever remain with them, becoming their most precious memories.
"It seems we won't be going there." Dongfang Yao, a rogue cultivator in the martial world, looked at the sky and said calmly, "The path to immortality is too ethereal and unattainable; we may never be able to reach it. Rather than pursuing those unattainable dreams, we should focus on cultivation and improve our strength."
Linghu Mao, another wandering cultivator, nodded in agreement. He said, "I won't go either. There's another rumor in the martial world that the path to immortality has eighty-one steps, each corresponding to a world. But to me, it's more of a symbol than a real thing. I know my own cultivation level and how far I am from that legendary path to immortality. So, I choose to stay in the martial world and continue cultivating. Perhaps one day, I can forge my own path based on my own strength."
“Protector Song, why don’t we stay as well?” said Tang Wen, a swordsman from the Tang Clan.
Song Han remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on the letter. He took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice, "Tang Wen, do you know the importance of this letter? The Xuan Tian Sect and the Wuji Sect have found the next step on the path to immortality. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We cannot miss this opportunity because of momentary fear and hesitation."
Upon hearing this, Tang Wen hesitated for a moment, but ultimately nodded in agreement.
“However, at our current speed, we simply cannot get there on foot or by horse,” Qi Yuan said.
"Therefore, for the next city, we need to find a way to obtain some magical artifacts." As a top expert of the Sword Immortal Sect, He Shihui has a very strong ability to adapt.
"A magical artifact?" Tang Wen was taken aback. "Those kinds of things are not easy to obtain."
“Yes, but we have no other choice,” Song Han said in a deep voice. “We need to get to the north as soon as possible and join up with the heroes of the Xuantian Sect and the Wuji Sect. Only in this way can we face the challenges of the future together.”
Silence fell again. They knew the road ahead would be even more difficult. But they also knew that only by forging ahead could they find their own path.