Chapter 531

Chapter 531: Stop Throwing Up, the Daqian Alliance Is Almost Here!
Fang Cheng Lang tried hard to ignore how fast his heart was beating and said respectfully: “This junior will definitely do his best and not let Senior’s favor go to waste.” The smile at the corners of Nan Gong Yu’s mouth deepened.

Nan Gong Yu said: “This time, the Great Thousand Alliance Selection is not only to send talent to the Great World. It is also to choose outstanding disciples for Bei Ming Palace. You have taken part in all the preparations for this selection and are most familiar with the process. During the selection, you must pay special attention to the cultivators taking part. The cultivators who pass the selection go without saying, but if there are any who are eliminated early yet have some unique strengths, you can also list their names and submit them to me after the selection is over.”

A trace of surprise flashed quickly through Fang Cheng Lang’s eyes, followed by joy. For Nan Gong Yu to entrust this matter to him clearly meant he already regarded him as a trusted aide. As long as this selection ended smoothly, he would be able to truly gain a firm foothold in Bei Ming Palace. At that time, he would be able to look after his three junior brothers so that they would not have to suffer bullying and humiliation. Fang Cheng Lang said: “Please rest assured, Elder. This junior has remembered.”

In the boundless Star Domain, several starships streaked across the starry sky like shooting stars. One of the starships was so shabby that it swayed back and forth as it flew, like a drunk who could fall over at any time. The other starships kept far away from it, afraid of being affected.

Inside the ship, Hei Lao Dao’s face was an ugly shade of green as he shouted: “Sui Bian! There were clearly better ships we could have taken. Why did we have to ride this wreck? You… urgh!” Before he could finish, a wave of nausea surged up in his body. His face went pale, and he hurried to cover his mouth.

Ancestor Sui Bian’s face did not look very good either as he scolded: “You should be glad there is even a ship for you to ride. As a junior, do you still want to fight the other old guys for a spot? You old daoist really do not know how to respect your teachers and elders!” Hei Lao Dao was very unconvinced, but when he thought about how the people on the other ships had all ascended earlier than he had and were all his seniors, no matter how unwilling he felt, he could only swallow it.

Feeling too miserable, he glared at Yu Zhao, who was pretending she did not exist in the corner, and complained: “If you ask me, this is your fault. If you had come out of seclusion a bit earlier, we could have gotten on Qun Fang’s starship.” Before Yu Zhao could say anything, Ancestor Sui Bian snapped back without mercy: “What kind of talk is that? Is your cultivation more important, or is riding a ship more important? If you do not want to go, then hurry up and get off the ship. Stop nagging here. My ears are about to grow calluses from listening to you!” Hei Lao Dao finally shut his mouth.

Yu Zhao could only smile helplessly. Her timing in coming out of seclusion had been rather coincidental; it happened to be right when Ancestor Sui Bian and Hei Lao Dao were discussing whether to break down her door and dig her out. By then it had actually been some time since she had gotten her body back. The reason she had not rushed to come out was because she felt she was about to break through. After she stabilized her cultivation at the great perfection of the late Divine Transformation Stage, she decided to end her closed-door cultivation. When she opened the door, she saw the two of them scratching their heads anxiously outside.

Qun Fang and the other seniors who had originally stayed in Four Seas City had set out early so as not to miss the Daqian Alliance’s selection, leaving only the seniors from the Cultivation World still waiting bitterly in Four Seas City. As soon as Yu Zhao came out of seclusion, everyone immediately boarded the starships and headed to the Daqian Alliance.

But when there were too many people, problems naturally appeared. There were only so many starships, and everyone present was a senior. Yu Zhao could not make all the seniors squeeze into just a few ships, so she also took out the broken starship that Tu Xiao had given her. This ship looked a bit shabby, but luckily its performance had not been damaged. It was just prone to shaking. This small problem could be endured.

Hei Lao Dao finally could not take it anymore; he shouted: “I cannot endure it anymore!” Then he pushed open the door of the ship, stuck his head out, and vomited nonstop. When Ancestor Sui Bian heard his retching, his face wrinkled up like a bitter melon. He sealed off his hearing and forced himself to shift his attention. When he turned his head, he saw Yu Zhao sitting cross-legged quietly as if nothing was happening.

Ancestor Sui Bian asked in disbelief: “Yu Zhao, how come you do not react at all?” Yu Zhao thought it over and said: “Maybe it is because I have passed through spatial turbulence before. This amount of shaking still feels acceptable to me.”

When she mentioned this, Ancestor Sui Bian seemed to think of something and looked a bit worried: “Once you reach the Great World, what if Dao Lord Tai Wei has forgotten you? Someone like her, a Grand Adept who rules a region, will she really agree to see you?” Yu Zhao comforted him: “There will always be a way.” Then she added with a smile: “Besides, it is not certain that I can even pass the selection.”

Ancestor Sui Bian snapped: “Nonsense! If you cannot pass, then no one in this Middle World can!” In all his years, he had never seen anyone whose talent and fortune were stronger than Yu Zhao’s. As long as it was something Yu Zhao wanted to do, there was nothing she could not accomplish. Ancestor Sui Bian was brimming with confidence, and he soon pushed the matter of motion sickness to the back of his mind.

After another day of shaking, the number of starships around them gradually increased, and there were even figures of cultivators flying swiftly through the air mixed in. Ancestor Sui Bian slapped the groggy Hei Lao Dao on the head and shouted: “Stop throwing up. We are almost at the Daqian Alliance!” Hei Lao Dao immediately sobered up.

He looked out into the distance, excitement showing on his pale face as he said: “We are finally about to arrive! If we did not, this old daoist would lose half his life on the way.” The starship continued forward until their path was blocked by other starships. Only then did they disembark and start flying ahead on their own.

Dozens of people moved in a mighty group, drawing quite a bit of attention. Voices murmured: “Which family clan are they from? Why do they look all different, some tall and some short, some fat and some thin?” “I do not know. I have never seen them before. They must be a family clan from some small place that came to join in the fun.” “That cannot be right. Look, among those people, the lowest cultivation level is great perfection of the Divine Transformation Stage, and the highest is at least the Integration Stage. What small family clan has such deep foundations?” “Eh? Why do I feel like two of them look a bit familiar?” The scattered murmurs drifted into the ears of Yu Zhao and her group, but they pretended not to hear and flew straight ahead.

Ahead, they could vaguely see a tall building. There was a large empty area in front of the building, and it seemed that a barrier formation was blocking the way so that no one could get close. The cultivators who had arrived early could only gather around the outside edge of the barrier formation. There were many cultivators on the outside, but the lines between them were very clear. The best spots had all been taken by the powerful family clans or sects from the various small worlds that had deep foundations, while those cultivators with weaker cultivation or from small forces could only stay further back. From time to time, intense arguments or fights would break out in the crowd, but they quickly died down again.

Once he got off the ship, Hei Lao Dao came back to life. He looked at the sea of heads in front of them, rubbed his hands together, and suggested excitedly: “Let us squeeze our way to the front too.” Everyone was somewhat tempted, but Huang Zhong, Lao Jin, and a few others still hesitated. The closer to the front they were, the more easily they would attract trouble. They were not afraid of trouble, but they had just formed a grudge with people from the Eight Great Clans. If they stirred up something else here, they would end up facing enemies on both sides.

Just then, someone in the crowd exclaimed: “I remember now! Is that fat old man not the one the Tu Clan previously put a wanted notice out for? He actually dares to show up here!”