Chapter 221
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Chapter 221: Wife Comes
As Master Qianling continued explaining, Xu Fan gradually got the Star Ship moving.
A deep, resonant voice announced, “Game start.”
As the voice faded, ten light curtains from the stargazing technique appeared in front of Xu Fan’s control position.
Xu Fan glanced lightly at them and immediately understood why some Great Ascension stage Sovereigns struggled so much in Star Ship combat.
The stargazing technique could only provide the approximate location of the enemy’s Star Ship; the exact position still had to be calculated based on the nearest stars to the Star Ship.
“Grand Elder, how is it? Can you understand this stargazing technique projection?” Master Qianling asked with a smile.
“If not, you can just call your sect’s main artifact puppet over.”
Seeing Master Qianling’s somewhat disdainful look, Xu Fan narrowed his eyes.
What’s so great about this game of shooting a cannon? You’re not good at it either.
“I roughly understand the principle of this projection,” Xu Fan replied.
At that moment, Xu Fan slightly adjusted the Star Ship’s body and fired three cannonballs at the nearest enemy Star Ship.
Are those three shots just random? Master Qianling thought.
Before Master Qianling could comment, a small explosion appeared on the stargazing technique projection light curtain, marking that the Star Ship had been hit.
“I………..”
Before Master Qianling could express his shock, dozens of Spiritual Energy Cannonballs rushed from the distance, almost closing off all space around Xu Fan’s Star Ship.
In that instant, Xu Fan felt that familiar thrill from playing games in his previous life.
Then Xu Fan quickly controlled the Star Ship; he unleashed all the secondary cannons, and the ship turned like a fish, following the direction of the incoming cannonballs.
‘Boom’
Xu Fan’s Star Ship fired its cannonballs, clearing the incoming Spiritual Energy Cannonballs ahead, and using this cleared area, Xu Fan easily maneuvered the Star Ship to avoid the barrage.
Watching Xu Fan pass through a challenge he had failed to conquer for a hundred years so easily, Master Qianling began to deeply question himself.
Am I really useless when it comes to steering a Star Ship?
Then Xu Fan’s further actions cemented his thoughts.
After Xu Fan destroyed the last Star Ship, the three people returned to their original world.
Xu Fan looked at the astonished expression on Master Qianling’s face and nodded in satisfaction.
“Senior, I wonder how my performance was?” Xu Fan asked with a smile.
Master Qianling remained silent for a long time, and even Su Rantian, who had been quiet beside him, showed surprise in her eyes.
It’s important to know that the status of a Star Ship control expert in the cultivation world is much higher than that of a master craftsman.
“Grand Elder, would you be interested in bringing the entire Hidden Spirit Sect into the Qianling Sect?”
“As long as you join, I will give you the position of Grand Elder, and you will also receive 40% of the Star Ship’s earnings in the future.” Master Qianling offered a high price right away.
“Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but I’m quite happy staying in the Hidden Spirit Sect.” Xu Fan rejected without a second thought. It was a joke; the foundation of the Hidden Spirit Sect had just been established, and rising up was only a matter of time—why let someone else reap the benefits now?
“Alright, can you tell me if you used external help to clear the game?” Master Qianling asked again.
The vast computing power needed for Star Ship combat was something a Golden Core Stage cultivator could not possibly bear.
“Of course, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to calculate the exact location of the opposite Star Ship,” Xu Fan said.
I’m not stupid; why not use a cheat if I have one?
“Is that your sect’s main artifact?”
“Yes.”
“Is it really impossible to craft another one? I will consider any cost,” Master Qianling said, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
“Yes,” Xu Fan said without further explanation.
“Alright.”
Master Qianling then signed the Heavenly Dao contract as agreed, promising to borrow Grape’s clone puppet again in three months.
At the gate of the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan waved goodbye as the cloud car disappeared into the distance.
Only when the cloud car was out of sight did Xu Fan turn to Su Rantian and say, “Thank you, Elder Su.”
Xu Fan wasn’t naive; he knew that without Master Qianling’s intervention today, Su Rantian might have resorted to other means.
“I’m an elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect. It’s my duty to serve the sect,” Su Rantian replied with a smile, her confidence in the sect growing stronger.
In fact, she was seriously considering joining the sect officially.
“Still, I owe you my thanks.”
“In that case, Grand Elder, may I ask a favor of you?”
“I currently own a Star Ship. For now, I’m lending it to the Elder Council, but once you’ve grown stronger, I’d like to transfer it under the Hidden Spirit Sect’s name.”
“I’d also like you to steer the Star Ship to the Extreme Void Domain to gather resources. I’ll take 30%, and the sect will take 70%.”
“What do you think, Grand Elder?” Su Rantian asked.
“To properly control a Star Ship, one needs at least Core Formation stage strength. I’m afraid you might have to wait a long time, Elder Su.” Xu Fan silently calculated how many years it would take him to reach the Core Formation stage, feeling a twinge of regret.
“No worries, I can wait,” Su Rantian said with a smile. Based on her estimation, with Xu Fan’s talent, he’d surely reach the Core Formation stage within 1,000 years.
“Alright,” Xu Fan agreed.
Four thousand years—he wondered if Elder Su could hold out that long.
Su Rantian then returned to her courtyard, leaving Xu Fan alone at the sect’s entrance.
Seeing the afternoon sun shining brightly, Xu Fan set up a lounge chair and started sunbathing.
Pang Fu still needed time to acquire all the spirit ore exotic treasures, so Xu Fan decided to enjoy his downtime.
“The first clone will need another month to finish crafting the Spiritual Sword.”
“The sect’s grand formation design is complete. We’re just waiting for the materials so you can start.”
“The production line for the Transformation Stage heavy armor puppet is up and running. We’re now setting up the line for the standard Transformation Stage puppet. Master Sha’s alloy formula is in mass production, stockpiling materials for the standard puppets.”
Xu Fan relaxed on the lakeside beach, soaking up the sun while listening to Grape’s report.
“How’s the base in the Demon Spirit Realm coming along?” Xu Fan asked, curious if they’d found any impressive spirit ore.
“Construction is on schedule, but no artifact-level spirit ore has been discovered yet.”
“Exploration around the Thick-Shell Honey Badger in the Wan Chong Mountain Range is 10% complete.”
“The Spirit Companion capture mission is progressing smoothly. The first batch is already sealed in the treasury,” Grape reported in detail.
“Sounds good. Let’s stick to the original plan. No changes needed,” Xu Fan said.
Xu Fan shifted in his lounge chair, basking in the sun and savoring the joy of a work-free life.
“If only it could stay like this forever,” Xu Fan murmured, gazing at the sun.
As he looked at the sky, Xu Fan suddenly remembered a game from his past life.
“Collecting energy from the Tianyang Star? This plan is too ambitious; it might not even be finished in this realm before we reach the Thousand Worlds.”
“Otherwise, life in the Thousand Worlds would be pretty dull without anything to do,” Xu Fan remarked, staring at the sun.
In this cultivation world, the sun was known as the Tianyang Star, a massive celestial body. Xu Fan guessed that the Tianyang Star was many times larger than the sun from his previous life. He just knew it was huge.
Rumor had it that no cultivator had ever managed to get close to the Tianyang Star.
Bored and curious to test his plan’s feasibility, Xu Fan pulled out a piece of spirit iron and began experimenting.
The spirit iron quickly melted under Xu Fan’s refining, and with his shaping technique, it gradually took the form of a large bird with a wingspan of ten meters.
“Good thing I didn’t throw away those transformation runes; otherwise, I’d be stuck now.”
Xu Fan carved spiritual energy conversion runes onto his body. The heat radiating from the Tianyang Star was absorbed by the large bird, which then converted it into fire attribute spiritual energy to power itself.
Once Xu Fan finished the rune carvings, a simple magical artifact was complete—a basic flying treasure.
“It barely uses any of the controlling cultivator’s spiritual energy, though it’s a bit slow.”
“It’ll just be a toy to play around with,” Xu Fan said, eyeing the large bird.
He then sent a tool puppet to take the large bird back to the treasury.
As Xu Fan was about to continue his experiments, a light curtain appeared in front of him.
Inside the light curtain, a woman dressed in azure robes was riding the azure divine bird, flying toward Hidden Spirit Island.
Seeing this, Xu Fan jumped to his feet.
“My wife’s back!”
The woman in the light curtain was none other than Zhang Weiyun.
Xu Fan’s figure flickered as he appeared outside Hidden Spirit Island, landing on a spiritual boat and heading toward Zhang Weiyun’s direction.
“Grape,” Xu Fan called.
“I’m here.”
“Have the Demon Suppressing Star lock onto that azure divine bird with full power,” Xu Fan ordered. He wasn’t one to forget a grudge; the last time that foolish bird came to pick up his wife, it had looked at him with disdain, as if it were ashamed of its poor son-in-law.
“Understood.”
The Demon Suppressing Star above Hidden Spirit Island began charging its laser cannon.
The azure divine bird, soaring over the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, suddenly sensed a deadly threat and froze mid-air, glancing suspiciously at the sky.
The chilling sensation was coming from above.
“Little Qing, what’s wrong?” a melodious voice asked.
The voice was as enchanting as a phoenix’s call, as if responding to Zhang Weiyun.
“You think there’s danger here?”
“How could there be danger in my husband’s domain?” Zhang Weiyun said with a smile.
Just then, Xu Fan arrived on the spiritual boat in front of Zhang Weiyun.
“Husband~~”
As soon as Zhang Weiyun spotted Xu Fan, she flew straight to him, completely ignoring the azure divine bird.
Xu Fan’s waist was once again tightly hugged by Zhang Weiyun.
“Did you miss me, husband?” Zhang Weiyun cooed playfully.
“I did,” Xu Fan replied, gently stroking Zhang Weiyun’s hair. He truly missed his wife, especially during the quiet nights.
“I missed you too, husband,” Zhang Weiyun said, burying her face into Xu Fan’s chest.
“How long are you staying this time?” Xu Fan asked, aware that his wife still had more to learn from her master.
“Just two days. After that, I’ll be heading to Ice Extreme State with my master for training. It might be a while before I see you again,” Zhang Weiyun said with a hint of sadness.
“This cursed long-distance relationship,” Xu Fan muttered to himself. He never imagined he’d be dealing with this kind of separation in the cultivation world.
It felt like decades apart in just a blink.
“What if I talk to your master? Maybe we can skip this trip,” Xu Fan suggested.
“No, my master said there’s something crucial for me in Ice Extreme State. Once I get it, I’ll be able to stay with you for good.”
“So, husband, just wait a little longer,” Zhang Weiyun reassured him.
Xu Fan looked at Zhang Weiyun, still in the Nascent Soul Stage, and felt a pang of bittersweet emotion.
“Oh, my wife, you have no idea how much your husband suffers.”
“Alright, I’ll wait for you here,” Xu Fan said tenderly.
Just then, a chirp echoed, and Xu Fan glanced at the azure divine bird. “Don’t take it personally. Lately, a lot of beast race creatures have been sneaking into the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, so I have to stay vigilant.”
“If I don’t, anything could wander into Hidden Spirit Sect’s territory, and where would our authority be?” Xu Fan chuckled.
“Little Qing, go play somewhere else and come back for me in two days,” Zhang Weiyun said.
The azure divine bird gave Xu Fan a haughty look before flying off into the distance.
Once the bird was out of sight, Xu Fan turned to Zhang Weiyun. “Come on, let’s make the most of these two days.”
For the next two days, Xu Fan showed Zhang Weiyun every corner of Hidden Spirit Island.
All the sect’s disciples were treated to generous gifts from Teacher’s wife.
Watching Zhang Weiyun tirelessly hand out presents, Xu Fan couldn’t help but ask, “Did you find all this stuff in some ruins again?”
“No, this time my master found them. She took what she needed, and the rest is mine.”
“These things are perfect for our sect’s disciples, so I brought them along,” Zhang Weiyun explained, radiating a nurturing vibe.
Just then, Xiong Li approached shyly.
“Greetings, Grand Elder. Greetings, Teacher’s wife,” Xiong Li said, his once-imposing figure now looking rather meek.
“Ah, finally, a body refinement disciple!” Zhang Weiyun exclaimed, rummaging through her space ring.
She pulled out a full set of Daoist heavy armor that covered the entire body.
“This is the Spirit Gathering Heavy Armor. It’s a bit damaged, but still usable. You can ask the Grand Elder to fix it up later, and it’ll be as good as new,” Zhang Weiyun said.
Before Xiong Li could protest, Zhang Weiyun draped the armor over him. The armor, sensing Xiong Li’s aura, automatically adjusted itself around him.
A towering, three-meter-tall steel giant now stood before everyone.
“Don’t refuse. I have no use for this armor, so it’s better off with someone who needs it,” Zhang Weiyun said, smiling at Xiong Li.
“Thank you, Teacher’s wife,” Xiong Li said, bowing deeply in gratitude.
“Alright, you’ve got your gift. Now, don’t linger like a light bulb. Off you go,” Xu Fan said, shooing him away.
It had been over ten years since he last saw his wife, and now everyone was acting like a third wheel.
Xiong Li quickly stepped back, a grateful smile on his face. He didn’t know what a light bulb was, but he understood the Grand Elder wanted him to leave.
“Small gifts are one thing, but you’re giving away armor now?” Xu Fan teased his generous wife.
“It’s fine. Your sect’s disciples are all appreciative. No matter how big the gift, it’s worth it,” Zhang Weiyun said with a smile.
“You’re always handing out gifts. What if you start a rebellion one day?” Xu Fan joked.
“Then you’ll have to step down as Grand Elder.”
