Onion Lady looked around curiously and asked, "Is this the Beast Cultivator World?"
"That's right. This smell is the air of the Beast Cultivator World," Song Shuhang replied—the air here was different from Earth's. If you sniffed carefully, it smelled a little like eggs. In some hotter places, the smell even turned into that of scrambled eggs.
—Whenever you were hungry, even breathing in the Beast Cultivator World felt like torture.
Song Shuhang took out the metal disc again and said, "I'll contact Fairy Azure Luan and confirm our coordinates. It's about time for our meeting with her anyway."
"All right," Senior White replied.
With that, Senior White went over to the giant flying sword artifact... Its tip had suffered severe damage from crashing into the mountain at extreme speed.
Su Clan's Sixteen asked, "Senior White, does the flying sword artifact need repairs?"
"It's fine." Senior White smiled and pointed a finger at it. The flying sword artifact shrank to the size of a metal cube.
Senior White replenished its spirit stones, then activated it again.
Clatter, clatter~
After a transformation straight out of science fiction, the little metal flying sword became a giant flying sword again.
The gleaming giant flying sword artifact looked brand-new. Even the damage to its tip from the collision had vanished.
This feature was simply too convenient.
With this feature, there would be no need to worry about little scrapes whenever he piloted the flying sword.
Beside him, Song Shuhang's metal disc successfully connected to Fairy Azure Luan.
"Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song, have you arrived in the Beast Cultivator World?" Fairy Azure Luan's voice held unmistakable anticipation.
Song Shuhang laughed. "Yes, Fairy Azure Luan, we've arrived in the Beast Cultivator World. Where should we meet up?"
"I'll send you the coordinates, Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song.