Chapter 673: The Red Coffin
Chapter 673: The Red Coffin
In the afternoon. In Liang Province City.
Next to the cloud-splitting chariot, Yu Zhenghai spent the entire morning absorbing half of the vitality contained in Chi Yao’s Heart. When he was done, he kept the other half of the heart. Then, he asked, puzzled, "Master, why do you want to save half of Chi Yao’s Heart?"
Before Lu Zhou replied, Si Wuya said, "Chi Yao’s Heart won’t help you directly break through the great limit… Among our fellow disciples, only Sixth Senior Sister and your longevity are damaged. Taking too much of it is a waste. The remaining half should be saved for when you’re attempting the Nine-leaf stage."
Yu Zhenghai said, "In that case, I’ll leave this to Junior Sister Tianxin."
Ye Tianxin who was standing nearby said, "Eldest Senior Brother, since you’re going to the red lotus domain, you need this more than I do. I’m fine."
Lu Zhou said, "The Red Fish Heart can restore her longevity. All you should worry about is yourself." After all, he could go down to the abyss and catch a fish or two if he ever felt like it. However, the same could not be said for Chi Yao’s Heart.
"Understood."
"The flying chariot is ready. Master, Eldest Senior Brother, this way," Mingshi Yin said.
The others boarded the flying chariot.
Mingshi Yin was the last one to board the flying chariot. He bragged, "Eldest Senior Brother, I’ll man the helm. I’ll show you my navigating skills."
Mingshi Yin was about to activate the flying chariot when Yu Zhenghai frowned. "Hm?" That one word was dripping with obvious disapproval.
Mingshi Yin immediately understood his Eldest Senior Brother’s intention. He nodded and bowed as he said, "Eldest Senior Brother, if you’d do the honors."
Yu Zhenghai went to the helm and said, "You were still playing with dirt when I manned the helm. Manning the helm is an art. It’s not something that can be mastered overnight. You have to keep it stable and smooth while sailing. When in flight, it must be steady and not turbulent. Look closely…" He pushed his palm forward.
The cloud-splitting chariot rose into the air.
Shortly after, the cloud-splitting chariot flew toward Heaven’s Moat as it gradually picked up speed. As it left Liang Province City, it dragged a long tail behind itself. A few breaths later, it was sailing at top speed.
On the ground, the other members of the Evil Sky Pavilion who were there to see them off rubbed their eyes.
"An Eight-leaf cultivator manning the helm… I… I’m afraid the Evil Sky Pavilion is the only one who can afford this." Huang Shijie shook his head.
"Even the position of manning the helm was being fought over. Mingshi Yin is a Seven-leaf elite, after all, and he’s so young. I’m sure his future achievements won’t be inferior to Mister First."
"Indeed. The most terrifying thing about him isn’t his talent, but his way of doing things. He knows when to advance and when to retreat. Although he’s only a Seven-leaf cultivator, I’d rather spar with Mister First than with him. He’s too… unscrupulous."
When the cloud-splitting chariot disappeared from sight, Huang Shijie kicked Jiang Aijian who was standing with a lazy posture.
"Ouch!" Jiang Aijian rubbed his sore spot as he asked in a rather aggrieved tone, "Master, what was that for? I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong. That was uncalled for."