Chapter 422

Chapter 422: Heroes Gather

"Haha~" Mo Qianxun laughed heartily, flicking his sleeve to send Fang Lie flying out.

When Fang Lie reopened his eyes, he found himself back home. Shaking his head in frustration, he gathered his Brothers to give urgent instructions.

Without bothering to pack, he departed amid his siblings’ reluctant farewells.

Fang Lie first boarded the Earth’s Magnetic Force Warship, which had arrived through the White Bone World-Breaking Gate specifically for Suppressing a Small Demon Cave.

He then piloted the warship to the agreed meeting spot.

Upon arrival, Fang Lie gaped in astonishment. A massive expanse of water floated mid-air, within which swam an enormous Dragon Turtle. Mo Qianxun and Mo Lanyun sat gracefully on the creature’s back, looking like celestial beings!

This Dragon Turtle was the gift Fang Lie had given Mo Lanyun during the Grand Banquet by the Sea and Sky. Now tamed, it served as her mount.

This didn’t surprise Fang Lie. Mo Lanyun’s water-element spiritual roots naturally attracted water-aligned demon beasts. Combined with her extraordinary talent, noble status, and having saved the Dragon Turtle, its loyalty was inevitable.

What truly stunned him was the hundreds-of-miles-wide floating lake. Recognizing it as sixth-rank Tianyi True Water, he knew each drop could expand into a small lake weighing tens of thousands of jin—ordinarily found only in droplets, yet here spanning vast distances!

Clearly, Mo Lanyun and the Dragon Turtle had jointly refined this into a massive water-type treasure. As water masters, their only limitation had been environmental moisture. Now, with this mobile reservoir, their combined power reached terrifying heights.

The upper Seventh-rank Dragon Turtle alone could challenge a Fire Tribulation Immortal. Enhanced by the refined Tianyi True Water, its combat strength now rivaled a Thunder Tribulation Immortal’s! Paired with Mo Lanyun’s spiritual roots, their synergy seemed heaven-defying.

No wonder Mo Qianxun risked sending her! With such protection and the Nirvana Fire Seed, only a Semi-Immortal could threaten her.

Though Fang Lie possessed an eighth-rank puppet and seventh-rank warship, he estimated his entire arsenal couldn’t match half that lake’s power. The Tianyi True Water’s sheer volume—worth a decade of Mo Sect’s income—left him dumbfounded.

Approaching the floating lake, Fang Lie asked Mo Qianxun, "Sect Leader, who’d you rob to get this much Tianyi True Water?"

"Credit Lanyun’s luck," Mo Qianxun chuckled. "Her water affinity lets her sense hidden treasures. She found this in a Secret Realm’s depths, where it had bathed an ancient water-element Great Demon’s bones for eons."

Fang Lie shuddered. Such demons rivaled modern Semi-Immortals, their bodies near-indestructible. Only millennia could reduce one to bones—meaning this Tianyi True Water had absorbed both the demon’s personal divine skill and essence, evolving beyond ordinary sixth-rank material.

Mo Lanyun, noticing his awe, teased, "Senior Brother, let’s race! Loser grants the winner any wish~"

"You’ll owe me then!" Fang Lie yelled, impulsively surging his warship forward to steal a head start.

"Cheater!" Mo Lanyun patted her mount. "Little White, catch up! Don’t let him win!"

With a thunderous roar, the Dragon Turtle churned the waters in pursuit.

Don’t be fooled by the Dragon Turtle’s slow, almost comical movements—its speed wasn’t lacking at all.

It didn’t rely on swimming through water. When it paddled its limbs, the entire body of water transformed into streaks of light, racing forward like a bolt of lightning. In pure speed, it matched the Earth’s Magnetic Force Warship without falling behind.

And so, two massive entities began their chase across the waves.

Fang Lie seized the lead early, staying ahead while Mo Lanyun’s Dragon Turtle kept pace but never closed the gap.

This reassured Fang Lie. He knew his Earth’s Magnetic Force Warship wasn’t built for speed—many vessels of its rank outpaced it.

But its true strength lay in endurance. By skimming the earth, it continuously drew earth energy through the earth’s magnetic force, using it to sustain acceleration.

For long journeys, this gave it an unbeatable edge!

Though Fang Lie didn’t care much about winning, Mo Lanyun’s smug expression irked him. Why did she get both noble birth and prodigious talent? He vowed to beat her once—to prove even a common nobody could triumph!

Over the following days, Mo Lanyun tried repeatedly to overtake him, but failed each time. She scratched her ears and stamped her feet in frustration.

When a cluster of airborne warships appeared ahead, signaling their destination, Fang Lie grinned—victory was certain.

Yet at the final moment, Mo Lanyun’s Dragon Turtle suddenly surged forward like it had been injected with demonic stimulants, overtaking him in a blur.

Fang Lie gaped. Losing at the finish line? Unthinkable!

He stared at Mo Lanyun, bewildered, only to find her equally confused.

Realization struck. "Sect Leader!" Fang Lie yelled. "We juniors were racing! Why would a mighty Semi-Immortal meddle in this?"

Mo Lanyun gasped. Only her grandfather, Semi-Immortal Mo Qianxun, could boost such a colossal creature without leaving traces.

"Grandfather!" she cried indignantly. "This is too unfair!"

"Eh? I don’t follow!" Mo Qianxun’s ears reddened as he feigned ignorance. "Ah—I’ve urgent matters! A friend awaits!"

With that, the Semi-Immortal vanished.

Left with no recourse, the two exchanged resigned looks. "Senior Brother," Mo Lanyun conceded, "this loss is mine."

"Call it a tie," Fang Lie offered generously.

"No! Defeat is defeat!" she insisted. "Name your condition!"

Sighing, Fang Lie relented. "Then introduce me to everyone here. I don’t recognize these faces."

Eighteen flying warships dotted the skies—ten from Demonic Path sects, seven from righteous ones.

West Kunlun had ceded its spot to Mo Sect, leaving their own berth empty.

Fang Lie knew this Suppressing a Small Demon Cave operation required all major sects. Every attendee was a Core Inner Gate Disciple—prodigies groomed for leadership. Though his Qi Sea spanned a thousand miles, here he ranked lowest. Every other disciple’s Magic reserves dwarfed his.

This gathering held his generation’s future leaders—many destined to become Thunder Tribulation Immortals. Several bore grudges against him.

To survive, Fang Lie needed to know his enemies.

Recognizing his deflection, Mo Lanyun said, "I’ll introduce them, but you’ll still owe me a favor."

She gestured toward a crimson sword-shaped vessel. "East Kunlun’s Seventh-rank top-grade Flying Boat, Chixiao. Its master is Ao Jianzi—grandson of the Sword God, son of Dark River Divine Sword. He wields the Eighth-Rank Flying Sword ‘Proud Heavenly Divine Sword.’ Strange… His Qi Sea exceeds ten thousand miles. As the prime Sect Leader candidate, why risk joining this mission?"