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    Chapter 1059: Turning Misfortune into Blessing

    “My nine top-tier celestial tool Spiritual Swords have all lost their essence and turned into a pile of scrap metal.”

    Jian Wujie stared at the nine lifeless celestial tool Spiritual Swords on the ground, feeling a mix of sorrow and helplessness.

    “And my celestial tool inner armor, the celestial tool Cloud Strider Boots, my cloak, and my second celestial spirit…”

    Jian Wujie’s voice grew more despondent as he spoke, realizing he hadn’t escaped the fate of being stripped of his treasures.

    “Don’t be too upset. If the celestial tools are gone, you can always buy another set with Immortal Jade,” Han Feiyu consoled him, though he had suffered even greater losses himself.

    Fortunately, Han Feiyu had stored his most important items in the space of the jade gourd, so with a bit more money, he could replace what was lost.

    “Since you came with me this time, I’ll cover all your losses and even double what you lost, okay?” Han Feiyu offered.

    “Brother Han, I appreciate your generosity, but I have my pride.”

    “I can’t let you shoulder my losses. Once we reach the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm, just lend me some Immortal Jade to buy the most basic Immortal Sword. That way, I can still use about eighty percent of my fighting strength,” Jian Wujie replied.

    “Alright then,” Han Feiyu said with a smile.

    “What about you all? There should be a branch of the Tianyun Merchant Association in the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm. Should I take you there?” Han Feiyu turned to the group of beautiful maidens.

    During his time in the rotting whale’s inner world, these maidens had been his companions, easing his worries and loneliness.

    Through therapy, celestial dance, music, and more, they had made his time as a mortal far less lonely.

    “We wish to follow you, Master. Wherever you go, we will go,” the over one hundred maidens knelt and declared.

    “But what about your contract with the Tianyun Merchant Association?” Han Feiyu asked, knowing they were in a semi-servitude arrangement.

    “The celestial boat we were on met with disaster, so our contract with the merchant association was automatically canceled. We can also claim compensation from the association’s headquarters,” the lead maiden explained.

    “Very well, you may follow me from now on,” Han Feiyu nodded. Keeping them in his space of the celestial tool wouldn’t be a problem.

    “Thank you, Master,” the maidens chorused.

    Meanwhile, Jian Wujie was still mourning the loss of his nine top-tier celestial tool Spiritual Swords.

    “Heiyu, Chiyun, Tiansha, Youjin…”

    “You all left without a word. How am I supposed to go on without you?” Jian Wujie spoke to his swords as if they were old friends, bidding them a heartfelt farewell.

    “Out with the old, in with the new. If it comes to it, you could follow the example of our sect brothers and open a Swordsmanship Academy. Run it for a few thousand years, and you’ll earn enough Immortal Jade to buy nine top-tier celestial tool Spiritual Swords,” Han Feiyu suggested.

    Though Han Feiyu wasn’t short on money, this seemed like the quickest way for Jian Wujie to recover his losses.

    Jian Wujie’s eyes lit up at the idea.

    “You’re right! Once we return, we can open a Swordsmanship Academy. Master can be the dean, and we’ll be the vice deans,” Jian Wujie said, his spirits lifting.

    “I have my own tasks to handle, so I probably won’t be much help,” Han Feiyu said with a smile, relieved to see Jian Wujie’s mood improve.

    “That’s fine. You can be an honorary vice dean and just enjoy your share of the profits,” Jian Wujie laughed.

    “Profits?”

    “Brother, are you mocking me?” Han Feiyu rolled his eyes.

    “Fine, forget it. I’ll just focus on gathering the Immortal Jade for my nine swords sooner,” Jian Wujie said, glancing at Han Feiyu.

    Seeing that everyone in the Spiritual Boat had calmed down, Han Feiyu took out the Fortune Stone and the spatial magic cube.

    When Jian Wujie saw the large piece of Fortune Stone in Han Feiyu’s hand, he suddenly said, “Using such a big piece of Fortune Stone all at once seems too wasteful.”

    “It’s not wasteful; I have seeds here~” Han Feiyu replied, then handed the Fortune Stone and the spatial magic cube to the Mechanical Puppet Xiao A.

    “I don’t have any Immortal Jade left, so let’s just use this to break through the spatial transfer,” Han Feiyu said.

    The Mechanical Puppet Xiao A took the spatial magic cube and the Fortune Stone and began to operate them.

    Before long, the spatial magic cube suddenly shattered, and the entire Spiritual Boat was sucked into a space crack.

    In the chaos of spatial turbulence, a surge of spatial force instantly tore the whole Spiritual Boat apart.

    Han Feiyu and Jian Wujie were already prepared, quickly pulling out their spatial protective artifacts to shield everyone.

    Just as the protective shield of spatial force unfolded, an inexplicable power suddenly trapped Jian Wujie and dragged him into the depths of the spatial turbulence.

    “Junior Brother Wujie!!” Han Feiyu shouted as he realized what was happening, but Jian Wujie had already disappeared.

    “Xiao A, hurry and find a way to save Wujie!” Han Feiyu commanded.

    The Mechanical Puppet Xiao A glanced lightly at the space where Jian Wujie had vanished, shook his head, and said, “There is no chance for rescue; according to the database, Jian Wujie still has a chance for revival.”

    “Based on the underlying logic, using such a large amount of Fortune Stone, no one should fall within its range.”

    “Are you saying that Junior Brother Wujie might turn misfortune into blessing?” Han Feiyu gradually came to his senses.

    “There’s a sixty percent chance~” the Mechanical Puppet Xiao A responded.

    At that moment, Han Feiyu and the maidens broke free from the space crack.

    Upon emerging, they saw the outer wall of the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm.

    Before everyone could react, another force of suction suddenly came from the outer wall of the Immortal Realm.

    Han Feiyu and the maidens were once again sucked into it.

    When they regained their senses, they found themselves in the Nine Heavens of the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm.

    The endless strong winds swept through, nearly blowing away Han Feiyu’s spirit.

    A celestial tool Spiritual Boat appeared, and Han Feiyu quickly led the maidens into it.

    “This is the ninth one; next time, we must prepare a hundred boats.” Han Feiyu gritted his teeth.

    He had already lost eight Spiritual Boats on this journey, and if it kept happening, his life might be at risk.

    The gales in the Nine Heavens of the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm fiercely tore at the outer wall of the Spiritual Boat.

    The Spiritual Boat was shaking dangerously.

    “Xiao A, I entrust the command of the boat to you. Take us back to the Immortal Realm mainland,” Han Feiyu instructed.

    Feeling the state of the Spiritual Boat, Han Feiyu sensed it could hold on a little longer.

    “Understood.”

    Then, the control of the Spiritual Boat was passed to the Mechanical Puppet Xiao A.

    The whole Spiritual Boat behaved as if it was being driven by a seasoned driver, skillfully maneuvering through the fierce winds.

    Using the changing wind direction to their advantage, they quickly flew toward the mainland of the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm.

    Once he felt the boat was stable, Han Feiyu let out a long sigh of relief.

    “Finally, we’ve reached the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm; it wasn’t easy~”

    At that moment, a massive Postnatal Spiritual Treasure Giant Ship suddenly burst forth from the spatial void, crashing directly into the celestial tool Spiritual Boat.

    The entire Spiritual Boat instantly lost control, plummeting toward the Immortal Realm mainland.

    On that Postnatal Spiritual Treasure Giant Ship, a Golden Immortal controlling the ship wore a puzzled expression.

    “Did we just hit something?”

    In front of the Giant Ship, Han Feiyu’s celestial tool Spiritual Boat looked like a small fishing boat beneath an aircraft carrier.

    Even if it were crushed, it wouldn’t cause the slightest tremor to the Giant Ship.

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