The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Chapter 35 Flying Spirit Treasures

Xue Wangu's body has been recovered, and the earth spirit stone coffin has been sealed.

Xue Xiazi didn't even want his stepwife to see her son one last time.

Qu Shao knelt before the coffin, and Xue Xiazi coldly asked, "Why is it that only you have returned?"

Xue Xiazi thought bitterly, "My son is dead, how come you're allowed to come back alive?"

Qu Shao kowtowed and replied, "Reporting to the sect master, junior brothers Zhou Chi and Zhou Tan were killed by those two female cultivators. The other three senior brothers went to hunt them down and asked me to return to the sect to report the news first."

Xue Xiazi slammed her hand on the coffin lid and angrily said, "Why didn't you send me a message in time when the young sect leader was in trouble?"

Qu Shao kowtowed repeatedly: "Sect Master, the female cultivator who killed the Young Sect Master used strange techniques. Things happened too fast. By the time we got the Young Sect Master's body, they had already escaped."

Qu Shao, his voice trembling with tears, said, "This disciple dares not send a message. My three senior brothers have already done their utmost to capture the murderers, and they should be able to bring them back soon..."

Xue Xiazi glared at Qu Shao for a few moments and said, "Send a message to Yu Mu and ask if they have caught up with them."

Qu Shao immediately sent a message.

After waiting for a long time without receiving a reply from Yu Mu, Qu Shao sent messages to his two other senior brothers.

After waiting for a long time, not only did Yu Mu not reply, but the other two senior brothers also did not reply.

At this moment, not only the elders felt something was wrong, but Qu Shao and Xue Xiazi also felt something was wrong.

Xue Xiazi asked him sharply, "What level did you say those two female cultivators were?"

Qu Shao replied, "One is an eighth-grade cultivator with three spiritual roots, and the other is a seventh-grade cultivator with four spiritual roots, Sect Master..."

Three cultivators with sixth-grade and fifth-grade spiritual roots went to hunt down two female cultivators with eighth-grade and seventh-grade spiritual roots, but they were nowhere to be found after seven hours.

Xue Xiazi began to muster her troops: "Elders, follow me to Linfeng Lake to investigate!"

"Sect Master, you mustn't!" the First Elder urged, "This matter is far from simple. Those two female cultivators are likely Immortal Saints who have concealed their spiritual roots!"

The fifth-grade superior grade with six spiritual roots is called Fan; the fourth-grade grade with seven spiritual roots is called Sheng; the third-grade grade with eight spiritual roots is called Zu; the second-grade grade with nine spiritual roots is called Zun; and the first-grade grade with ten spiritual roots is called Chen.

The Second Elder also chimed in, "Yes, to fight four cultivators with sixth-grade spiritual roots and three with seventh-grade spiritual roots, and to kill three of them in one move..."

At this point, the Second Elder paused, then continued, "Even a celestial being couldn't do that. It's probably some great sect... a celestial saint who's come out for training..."

Qu Shao lowered his head guiltily. How could he dare to say that he and his three senior brothers had underestimated their opponents and were watching from the rear?

The Grand Elder echoed, "Indeed, even as a Celestial Immortal, I cannot kill four sixth-rank cultivators in one move. The opponent is very likely a Celestial Saint from a major sect."

The Third Elder also said, "If it is a Celestial Saint... he must be a direct disciple of a Celestial Ancestor, with a powerful force behind him. I'm afraid we cannot easily offend him."

The Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder nodded in agreement.

The elders were unwilling to risk themselves and the sect for a young sect leader they all looked down on, especially since this young sect leader was only the sect leader's stepson.

In terms of contributions to the sect and qualifications, which of their sons or direct disciples is not better than Xue Wangu?

Xue Xiazi was furious. A bunch of old bastards who always looked down on his son, and now that his son was dead! And they were still trying to stop him from taking revenge!

He probably planned all along to have his favorite disciple replace Wan Gu in order to seize his position as sect leader in the future!

But what the old folks said made some sense. What if it was a celestial saint... a celestial ancestor... or even a reclusive celestial venerable... Xue Xiazi really couldn't afford to offend him.

After much deliberation, Xue Xiazi instructed Qu Shao, "Go find Zhang Cheng and take a few fellow disciples with you to Linfeng Lake to investigate the situation."

Qu Shao accepted the order: "Disciple understands, disciple will go immediately."

The elders offered Xue Xiazi a few words of comfort before dispersing.

Xue Xiazi stood beside Xue Wangu's stone coffin for a long time...

……

Zhoushan, cliff cave.

Shen Yao woke up while still in a meditative posture.

When I woke up, I found myself still back to back with the salted fish, floating in mid-air, inside the salted fish's bubbles.

With a tiny popping sound, Shen Yao and the salted fish slowly descended to the ground.

'So you can hear a faint popping sound inside the bubble,' Shen Yao thought. 'Then why can't you hear it from the outside?'

'And this bubble, it even gets trapped inside a salted fish while sleeping with it.'

'The salted fish won't get woken up.'

'Hmm, I wasn't woken up last night either.'

'That's truly amazing!'

I'm inexplicably a little envious of salted fish...

Shake the salted fish awake, use its water elemental power to quickly wash itself, and then decide to continue its arduous journey.

Suddenly, I remembered what Xue Wangu said to her: "She can fly so fast without using spiritual power, she must possess a secret treasure."

As she pondered this, Shen Yao exclaimed "Oh dear!" looking extremely regretful.

Salty Fish asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yao: "Yesterday we were so focused on killing that we forgot to search their storage spaces!"

What a huge loss... It feels like I got ripped off for nothing...

Salty Fish: "I remember you collected three flying spirit treasures yesterday."

Shen Yao: "There are three flying spirit treasures."

As he spoke, he searched his storage ring: "One of them belongs to that disgusting thing. It's the young sect of a mid-level sect. Their spiritual treasures are all custom-made and can't be used."

They investigated two more, and both were inscribed with "Yunxia Sect," so they were also unusable.

Suddenly remembering his master's storage ring, which contained a flying magical artifact, he began searching through his master's storage space.

They found a flying magical artifact that looked like a large tree branch, with two tender buds on one of the branches. It looked very ordinary, even a bit ugly.

Shen Yao said, "This is good!"

It is not easy to attract attention.

Taking out the tree branch, Shen Yao and Xianyu rode the Lingbao towards Lishui Ridge.

The flying magical artifact of the salted fish looks like a snail shell, and it also looks a lot like the thousand-handed snail that Shen Yao saw in the animal world in her previous life.

But the Lingbao salted fish has a very long snail tail, and the color gradually changes from white to sky blue from the snail head to the snail tail.

The azure-green koi carp is paired with a gradient sky-blue conch shell.

Shen Yao thought about it and realized they were a very good match.

When the two are put together, they seem to mimic each other.

Looking at his own flying spirit treasure, it was a large tree branch with a wide, flat trunk, as if it had been crushed by something.

The tree trunk was jet black, and the entire branch appeared to have been struck by lightning or lightning spirit power, with obvious lightning strike marks at the end.

The two branches at the fork are of different lengths; the longer one is as black and flat as the tree trunk.

The shorter one wasn't as dark; it was a dark brownish-black, with two tender buds growing on it, one in front of the other at the tip of the short branch.

Two tender buds swayed incessantly in the wind, and Shen Yao always felt that these two buds would fall off at any moment.

Sitting on the tree trunk, I reached out and touched it, and found that the buds were growing very firmly; even cutting them with spiritual energy might not make them fall off.

Although this flying magical artifact doesn't look very appealing, its quality is quite good.

Soon, Shen Yao and Xianyu approached the border of Rongzhou, and the continuous mountain peaks of Lishui Ridge were already in sight.

Shen Yao shouted to Xianyu, "Let's speed up! Once we enter Rongzhou and cross the Lishui Ridge, we'll be safe for now!"

After saying that, Shen Yao sped up, and Xianyu followed suit.

A celestial being and a demon raced for their lives.

Actually, Shen Yao and Xianyu were overthinking it.

The large number of pursuers they thought had been sent by the Yunxia Sect did not exist at all.

As Shen Yao and Xianyu flew at full speed, they quickly entered Rongzhou and began flying over the Lishui Ridge...