Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 766 - 268. Old Ground (5.4K - Please Subscribe)
Chapter 766: 268. Old Ground (5.4K – Please Subscribe)
The Star Sea is far more monotonous and solitary than the Vast Sea.
The pitch-black backdrop, deep and cold, stretches endlessly.
Song Yan stood on the deck, through the ship’s air shield, watching the nine Black Immortal Cranes ahead transform into two massive fat sparrows, one black, one white, quite auspicious.
The towing beasts of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace are Black Immortal Cranes; the black and white fat sparrows are Spirit Beasts that are obtained through personal serendipity, and outsiders, even upon seeing them, would not associate them with the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
As for the figurehead of the Nine Sword Ship at the very front, it’s currently being removed by Ning Yunmiao.
Little Bing squatted on Han Weizi’s shoulder, drooling over those two fat sparrows.
Han Lingzi was somewhat reluctantly watching the busy Ning Yunmiao at the forefront, always feeling in her heart that something was bound to happen between this woman and her own husband. Sharing her husband with her sister was already enough of a grievance; if another woman joined, she would be very unhappy. Although this woman was stronger than her, had a higher status, and currently showed no signs of warming up to her husband, but… what if? She just had a strong sense of crisis.
She still remembered the fall of the Han Family, where even a single treasure was extremely scarce, and no matter how tightly she guarded something, someone would come to grab it. After her Profound Charm Body was exposed, it became even more coveted.
Her possessions were hers, and the more she cherished them, the more she worried about others coming to snatch them. She dearly loved Song Yan and considered him hers, so… any woman that came near was a potential thief.
After Ning Yunmiao put away the Nine Sword Ship’s figurehead, she walked casually over to Song Yan, not even sparing a glance at the Han Family sisters of the Profound Yellow First Realm, and directly produced a Divine Sense Map, spreading it horizontally in mid-air. Then she said, “Star maps are hard to find, but my grandfather traveled the stars on foot and personally visited many places. This is what he gave me. Junior brother, take a look; since we aren’t returning to the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, where should we head next?”
Song Yan looked at the map.
This was truly a treasure.
Ning Daozhen had left many Divine Sense annotations and routes on the map. It could be said that this was a “latest version” with “Interstellar Compass” functionalities of a large-scale route map.
The map was crisscrossed.
The so-called “crisscrossed” were lines of routes.
The starry sky isn’t a place where one can go anywhere; there are two places akin to mountains and seas in the mortal realm, where regular paths require detours.
One such place is the Star Realm Void.
As the name implies, this region has nothing—no supplies, no Teleportation Array. Even if you take the correct path, it would take at least millions of years to traverse from one side to the other.
Should you navigate a Void Ship inside, you will quickly get lost, akin to a traveler lost in the desert. Though a noble Profound Yellow Realm cultivator like yourself wouldn’t die, you would be eternally trapped within.
The other location is the Star Domain Vortex.
The so-called Star Domain Vortex will pull everything nearby into its depths, forcibly dragging them into a deeper world, a world likely to be that of the Nine Heavens.
Of course, these two terrains, due to their lasting nature, were considered in the map. There are also many strange phenomena not listed. In fact, even someone with Ning Daozhen’s might holds deep reverence for this starry sky. Hence, at the bottom of his personally crafted map, there is a line of bold text: Ever-changing, morning differs from night, for reference only.
Song Yan focused his thoughts.
Suddenly, he noticed little Bell, who seemed gloomy, and little Wei’Er, who was admiring the scenery, nearby, and beckoned them over, saying: “Come join us and take a look.”
Then he turned to Ning Yunmiao and asked, “Senior sister, do you have any objections?”
Ning Yunmiao paused for a moment and said, “Junior brother, you really care for them a lot.”
She gestured, saying: “Come on over.”
Only then did the two women approach, standing behind Song Yan, staring at the Star Map which they had never seen before.
Song Yan continued to ponder.
Han Lingzi, after watching for a while, directly raised her hand, pointing to a location, saying, “Here is the Demon Mountain Domain’s level five Cultivating Profound area, and it’s quite far from the Western Nether Realm. The space in between is relatively open; we can pass through quietly. Once our husband arrives, he can swallow all the Evil Cultivators of that Cultivating Profound area! Thus, we can advance further.”
Song Yan looked over.
The core of that area was marked as “Bone-Burning Wasteland”, the main force within being a Demon Sect known as Bone Decay Sect.
Before he could speak, Ning Yunmiao directly said, “Ming Ruyin mentioned once that the first right and wrong war among demons had eight final battle locations. The Rusted Sword Blood Abyss was one place, and this Bone-Burning Wasteland is another. So, would you still go?”
Han Lingzi closed her mouth, then responded, “A junior without insight, so may I ask where Senior Yunmiao suggests we should go?”
She didn’t call her a senior sister; she deliberately called her senior, hoping to make the female cultivator in front of her seem desperately older, to decrease her charm in the eyes of her husband.
Ning Yunmiao was anything but unworldly; she could see through her schemes and smiled at Song Yan, saying: “We are seriously discussing where to go now, so why is she thinking about other issues?”
Han Lingzi retorted angrily, “I am seriously discussing, too. I… it’s just that I didn’t know this Bone-Burning Wasteland was one of those eight final battle sites. We come from a small place and can’t compare with someone like Senior, who is born into high status and has access to so much knowledge and information. You may look down on us cultivators from small places, but you can’t say I wasn’t seriously discussing.”
As she spoke, she appeared pitiful.
According to her observations of her husband, he still had a preference for little pitiful ones.
Ning Yunmiao frowned and said, “Junior brother, manage your women and stop letting them cause unnecessary trouble.”
Song Yan looked at little Bell.
The slender little lady stood proudly on the deck, her chest puffed up with an air of defiance…
