Touring Perfect World
The Immortal Alliance slowly sailed away from the eight lower realms. Under Qin Feng's will, this enormous and unparalleled Immortal Boat began to undergo wondrous changes.
The boat, shimmering with light and emanating auspicious vapors, transformed into a magnificent Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage amidst the endless Chaos Qi.
Nine lifelike divine dragons, formed from Great Dao Runes, pulled a golden chariot, beginning a leisurely tour across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Inside the carriage, the space was vast, forming its own Small World.
Qin Feng leaned back on the soft Cloud Couch, holding a cup of Immortal Tea freshly brewed by the Queen Mother of the West, looking quite content.
Surrounding him were goddesses in various poses, creating a breathtaking scene.
The Queen Mother of the West was graceful and dignified, and every gesture she made exuded the air of Empress Dowager.
Nuwa exuded a holy aura, her eyes filled with compassion for all things, as she curiously observed the world's light and shadow rushing past the car window.
The San Xiao Sisters, Bixiao, gathered together. Bixiao was pestering Yun Xiao, chattering about something funny, which made the usually gentle Yun Xiao unable to help but laugh. Qiong Xiao listened quietly to the side, a faint smile on her lips.
Willow God sat quietly in a corner, her pure white dress spotless. She was not yet used to this lively atmosphere, but in her clear, cold eyes, there was no longer the unchanging loneliness of ages past, but a hint of curiosity and scrutiny.
Wherever the carriage passed, flowers rained down from the sky and Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth.
Countless beings in the lower realm could only see ten thousand rays of light streaking across the sky, accompanied by ethereal celestial Immortal Music. They mistook it for a legendary miracle and prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling devoutly in worship towards the sky.
They simply couldn't imagine that it was just a fleeting glimpse of divine essence inadvertently revealed by some supreme being while traveling with their family.
The convoy headed north and soon arrived above a vast, boundless blue ocean, the famous North Sea of Perfect World.
Beihai is not at peace at this moment.
A colossal bird, its size blotting out the sky, was stirring up storms on the sea, creating towering waves. Its enormous shadow loomed over the ocean, and countless marine creatures trembled in fear under its menacing power.
"Wow! That big bird looks so majestic!"
Bixiao was the first to notice the scene below, peeking out with her little head, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
With a flap of its wings, the giant bird Soaring Ninety Thousand Li, exuding a fierce aura. It truly possessed the grandeur of an ancient ferocious beast and was indeed a descendant of the Kunpeng.
"Husband, I want to catch it to be my mount! Look how majestic it is!" Bixiao turned back to Qin Feng with great interest, looking eager to try it out.
Qin Feng glanced casually downwards, then shook his head with a dismissive smile.
"Its bloodline is impure; it's barely a mixed-race item, and it's beneath its dignity to use it as a mount."
off-brand?
Bixiao blinked. That descendant of the Kunpeng was considered a demon king even in the Primordial World, so how did it become a mixed-race product in her husband's mouth?
However, she believed Qin Feng's words without a doubt.
Since my husband says it's lost its value, then it must have lost its value.
Just as Bixiao was feeling slightly disappointed, Qin Feng stretched out a hand and casually grabbed at the seemingly calm depths of the North Sea below.
This action was so casual, it was like trying to catch a small fish in the water.
But the goddesses saw a completely different scene.
Qin Feng's hand disregarded the distance of space and time, directly reaching into a phantom river composed of countless fragments of light and shadow.
The River of Time!
His arms stirred in the long river, parting fragments of past eras as if searching for something.
Willow God's pupils suddenly contracted. This inconceivable method of treating time as a toy, even though it wasn't the first time she had seen it, still made her soul tremble.
Qin Feng quickly withdrew his hand.
On his palm, a faint, almost imperceptible golden light, seemingly about to be extinguished at any moment, floated silently.
Within that point of light lay an ancient, savage, and terrifying will that looked down upon the world and believed itself to be the only one worthy of respect.
"Found it."
Qin Feng smiled, flicked his finger, and a wisp of pure Chaos Qi entered the golden light spot.
Buzz--
An unbelievable scene unfolded.
That golden light, which had perished countless ages ago and was left with only a trace of its True Spirit Imprint, began to frantically absorb the surrounding laws and spiritual energy under the nourishment of the Chaos Qi, reshaping its form at a speed visible to the naked eye!
One breath, and your muscles and bones are rejuvenated.
Two breaths later, flesh and blood were full.
Three breaths, and divine feathers cover!
A magnificent, golden bird, seemingly forged from divine metal, appeared outside the chariot!
Its aura was billions of times stronger than that of the Kunpeng descendant below, who was currently lording it over others! It was a suppression originating from the very pinnacle of bloodline, a distinction between a monarch and a bandit!
Above the North Sea, the once arrogant descendant of the Kunpeng, upon sensing this aura, had its feathers bristle and its massive body tremble like a sieve. Unable to maintain its flight, it crashed into the sea like a stone, creating a huge splash, and never dared to surface again.
The most primordial, ancient Kunpeng!
Willow God's heart and soul were once again deeply shaken.
This man actually managed to retrieve the first Kunpeng, which only existed in myths and legends, from the depths of the River of Time!
Qin Feng looked at the imposing Primordial Kunpeng before him, still seemingly unsatisfied, and gently tapped its forehead with his finger.
A mysterious restrictive rune flashed by.
The Kunpeng, whose size was enough to blot out the sky, let out a mournful cry of unwillingness, and its enormous body shrank rapidly in the divine light.
In the end, it turned into a tiny bird, no bigger than a palm, all golden, and looking a bit silly.
Qin Feng casually beckoned, and the little bird obediently landed in his palm, nuzzling his fingers affectionately with its little head.
"Here, you can keep this as a pet."
Qin Feng tossed the little bird, transformed from the true spirit of the Primordial Kunpeng, to Bixiao, who was already stunned, as if it were a toy.
Bixiao hurriedly caught it, feeling the terrifying power contained within the little bird in her palm, enough to destroy the world. Looking at its obedient and cute appearance, her beautiful eyes were instantly filled with countless little stars.
"Wow! Thank you, husband! This is great! This is much more impressive than the last one!"
The Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage continued its journey and landed on a crimson land.
Below, a magnificent capital city stands, the capital of the Fire Country.
Qin Feng put away the carriage and led the women into the mortal world to savor the long-lost pleasures of everyday life.
Their aura was so outstanding that even after concealing all their divine light and extraordinary phenomena, they were still like the bright moon in the night, the absolute focus wherever they went.
Especially the Queen Mother of the West, Nuwa, and the Willow God, their appearance and temperament have long surpassed the limits of what mortals can imagine.
Soon, a powerful aura rapidly approached from the direction of the palace.
A beautiful and elegant young woman, dressed in a long red dress, surrounded by a group of guards, approached Qin Feng and his companions.
The newcomer was none other than Princess Huo Ling'er of the Fire Country.
She was cultivating in the palace when she suddenly sensed several extraordinary auras in the city that made her bloodline tremble. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she came to investigate.
But when she actually saw this group of people, she was completely stunned.
Her gaze swept across the area, and the first thing she saw was Willow God.
That ethereal, otherworldly aura, untouched by any worldly dust, made her feel that her proud imperial princess status had instantly become vulgar and unbearable.
The second time she looked, she saw the Queen Mother of the West.
That dignified and majestic presence, Empress Dowager, made her feel like a country bumpkin meeting a true empress.
With her third glance, she saw Nuwa.
That compassionate and holy aura, like that of the mother of all things, made her afraid to look directly at it, and she felt an urge to prostrate herself in worship.
Huo Ling'er's heart sank little by little.
She originally had absolute confidence in her identity as a princess of the Fire Country, her extraordinary cultivation, and her beauty that could outshine the entire region.
But now, in front of this group of women, she felt like an insignificant firefly that had stumbled into a galaxy composed of bright moons and stars.
Any one of them would have been enough to make her feel ashamed and utterly humiliated.
And this group of goddesses, who seemed to have stepped out of a myth, were now surrounded by a man, like stars around the moon.
Huo Ling'er's gaze involuntarily fell on Qin Feng.
That man, seemingly ordinary, was as if he were the center of the world.
Just as Huo Ling'er was lost in thought, unsure how to approach the conversation, a scene unfolded that completely shattered her worldview.
Qin Feng and his group were passing by a food stall when he seemed to get a little bored. He casually pulled out an... egg from his storage space.
It was an egg that burned with crimson divine flames, covered with mysterious fire runes, and exuded an endless holy aura!
The moment Huo Ling'er Vermilion Bird Bloodline within her emitted an unprecedented, instinctive desire and... fear!
Vermilion Bird Divine Egg!
That is the supreme sacred object in the legends of the Fire Country! It is the ancestor of their lineage!
Huo Ling'er's breath caught in her throat at that moment.
Then she saw the man casually peel open the shell of the divine egg as if it were an ordinary egg, and hand it to Nuwa beside him.
"I'm a little hungry, let me grab something to eat first."
Nuwa naturally took it, opened her cherry-like lips slightly, and took a bite.
Click.
The crisp sound, like the sharpest hammer, struck Huo Ling'er's proud heart, shattering all her understanding and pride.
Vermilion Bird Divine Egg...
Treated as a snack...
Did they eat it?