(A typo—I forgot that Lu Yang had visited Mr. Tiankui and the other two before condensing the embryonic form of the Dao Fruit.)
"Little Lu, what are you doing here? Buying something?"
Lu Yang scratched his head sheepishly. "I ran into some trouble while traveling. I realized I'm moving too slowly, so I wanted to ask the Thief King and Thief Ancestor whether they had any good solutions."
Mr. Tiankui was surprised. "That's easy to solve. Can't you just use Shrinking the Earth to an Inch and End of the Earth Within Reach?"
"I heard that cultivators in ancient times crossed star systems like that."
Seeing the odd expression on Lu Yang's face, Mr. Tiankui understood. "You're not good at those two techniques?"
Lu Yang: "..."
It wasn't that he was bad at them. The main issue was that he had learned them too properly.
"Then let's go. We'll take you to see Huang An." The founders of the major immortal sects all liked Lu Yang very much. They only regretted that such an outstanding junior had not come from their sects.
"Huang An?"
"The Thief Ancestor you mentioned."
The Thief Ancestor had been a major figure sixty thousand years ago. Very few people knew his real name, and even fewer dared to call him by it directly.
As it happened, the four of them—including the Heavenly Venerable Guiyuan—belonged to that "even fewer" group.
The four founders of the immortal sects arrived at the top floor of the Chamber of Commerce's headquarters and stormed toward the president's room.
The Thief King was studying how much to set the insurance premiums and compensation for expeditions beyond the universe when four bandits showed up at his door with the harmless-looking Lu Yang. The scene looked so much like they had come to