Intense, Intense!

The Scud Missile soared into the air, its size increasing several times as it floated, and it locked onto True Lord White Crane's Number 40 Hand Tractor before being launched.

Just ahead, the True Lord White Crane was about to catch up with the number one 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer' when suddenly it had a thought and turned around to look behind it.

Immediately, it saw a huge Scud Missile hurtling towards it.

"Hehe, Fellow Gu Hu is too impatient. However, since True Lord have already seen you loading this missile on the vehicle, how could I not be on guard?" True Lord White Crane smiled smugly.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he tossed a small piece of metal over his head.

Bang!

In mid-air, a burst of smoke erupted, and the small piece of iron transformed into a No. 40 hand tractor within the smoke, with a lifelike dummy of the True Lord White Crane in the driver's seat!

This is bait. The conjured Number 40 Hand Tractor looks exactly like the real True Lord White Crane, whether in size, aura, or through scientific means such as sensing, electromagnetic waves, and temperature.

In the sky, the Scud Missile, lured by the decoy, struck the conjured decoy with a bang and exploded.

The aftershocks of the explosion spread, affecting several hand tractors that rushed up behind. Taking advantage of this, True Lord White Crane and 'Young Master Phoenix Slayer' created some distance between themselves and the other contestants.

[Hello everyone, welcome to the live broadcast of the 'First Hand-held Hand Tractor Race' in the Cultivation World. I'm your good friend, Jiang Shan, the live host of the Cultivator Daily.]

[This year's Hand Tractor Race is organized by the renowned Venerable White, with Venerable Spirit Butterfly and the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman assisting in the venue organization. It is said that the race track will be both thrilling and dangerous, absolutely unforgettable.]

[The competition begins! As expected of the first Hand Tractor Race, it's already reached a climax before it even starts. Look, everyone, that spiraling object rising into the air is the referee for this year's tractor competition, Whirlwind Venerable. Whirlwind Venerable seems to be using his own body as the starting signal; his professionalism is truly admirable. This method of giving the starting signal is something the upcoming 'Flying Sword Race' should learn from!]

The referee of the Cultivator Flying Sword Race has increased the host's hatred level by 100.

[The race begins! Number 44 Hand Tractor takes the lead. We can see that contestant number 44 is the handsome Young Master Phoenix Slayer. Young Master Phoenix Slayer has always been admired by many female cultivators for his wise and elite image.]

[Behind Young Master Phoenix Slayer, contestant number 40, True Lord White Crane, is close behind, preparing to overtake Young Master Phoenix Slayer, number 44! Due to his special race, True Lord White Crane has a large number of male and female admirers in the Cultivation World. This is a thrilling battle between two contestants with extremely high looks and popularity!]

[Oh, what's that? Scud Missile! Contestant number 6, 'True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey,' has launched a Scud Missile at True Lord White Crane! Although the match has only lasted a few seconds, the contestants' emotions have already reached a fever pitch!]

[Beautiful... Contestant True Lord White Crane blocked the Scud Missile attack with his 'Substitute,' and now he's only half a car length behind the first-place Contestant Phoenix Slayer! I estimate that he'll overtake Phoenix Slayer by the time I finish speaking!]

[Oh, wait a minute, what's that?]

Boom boom boom boom...

A huge explosion rang out; it seemed that True Lord White Crane's hand-operated tractor had run over something. Then, in an instant, almost without delay, that thing exploded...

The vehicle of True Lord White Crane was equipped with a powerful defensive array, so the explosion below could not damage its hand-held tractor.

However, the explosion generated a powerful upward force that briefly lifted its tractor into the air.

With great difficulty, True Lord White Crane managed to stabilize the hand-held tractor thanks to his powerful physical abilities.

[Oh, it's a landmine. And a modified one at that! It detonates instantly, the moment a tractor runs over it. The explosive force will be entirely converted into shock... True Lord White Crane, you've hit the jackpot! It's only the beginning of the track, and we've already encountered something as exciting as landmines! This makes us even more eager for the rest of the race!]

By the time True Lord White Crane finally managed to stabilize the vehicle, a considerable amount of time had already been wasted.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

A series of hand-operated tractors passed by True Lord White Crane.

[What a pity! He was just half a car length away from surpassing Young Master Phoenix Slayer, but he accidentally ran over a landmine. True Lord White Crane's ranking instantly dropped from 2nd to 49th, and he's about to become the last one! As you can see, 'The Brewing Hermit' in 50th place is about to catch up with True Lord White Crane!]

"Damn it, I am Drunk Moon! Drunk Moon!" The man known as the 'Brewing Hermit' popped his head out and roared at the 'Gossip Information Collector' in the sky.

Unfortunately, his voice couldn't reach the 'Gossip Information Collector'.

[The Drunken Hermit seems to be waving vigorously at our camera; he seems quite excited. Is the Drunken Star Scholar about to make a big move?]

"Damn it! You called my Daoist name wrong twice in one sentence, was that intentional? Fat Jiangshan, I won't let you get away with this!" Drunken Hermit gritted his teeth.

However, he is indeed about to make a big move.

The reason he was trailing behind the group and moving slowly was to find an opportunity to catch up with two of the contestants— Big Macaque Mad Saber Three Waves and True Lord White Crane!

One person, Guoguo, carried him for most of the journey, causing him immense embarrassment; the other, a deliveryman, was an accomplice. Actually, there was also the Venerable White, but to deal with him, one had to wait for the right time, place, and people to all be in place. Otherwise, the Drunk Moon Hermit refused to even entertain the thought of 'dealing with the Venerable White.' Perhaps the moment such a thought crossed his mind... misfortune would befall him.

But I digress—the most important thing now is that True Lord White Crane is right in front of him!

The Drunken Hermit chuckled coldly, then slammed his hand on the tractor. Immediately afterward, a huge drill bit popped out from the front of the tractor.

The drill bit began to drill wildly, countless chains of runes merging into it, making it gleam with the light of a magical artifact. No one doubted that once this drill went down, the hand-held tractor would be reduced to a pile of junk!

"White Crane, take this 'Lightning Mad Dragon Drill'!" Drunken Hermit roared, accelerating his No. 13 hand-held tractor and crashing into True Lord White Crane.

"Huh? Why are you even targeting me, Lay Buddhist Overlord?" True Lord White Crane exclaimed in surprise.

"Lay Buddhist Overlord? Hehehe, enough said, prepare to die! Take this 'Lightning Mad Dragon Drill' from me, and as long as you survive, we'll still be good friends!" Drunk Moon Hermit roared angrily.

"No, absolutely not. I'm going to be the man who wins first place in this year's 'Hand Tractor Race'!" True Lord White Crane's eyes welled up with tears. He quickly pulled on his hand tractor, and the two rocket launchers in the trailer started firing wildly.

"After you finish this 'Lightning Mad Dragon Drill' of mine, I'll go and take your first place!" Drunk Moon Hermit roared.

"Go to hell! One hit from your electric drill and the car would be wrecked!" True Lord White Crane roared. "Besides, it was Three Waves who was carrying you Guoguo. You should be looking for him, why are you coming after me?"

"Hehehe, Three Waves, Three Waves. Enough said, you two are destined to be thoroughly drilled through by me!" Drunk Moon Hermit roared!

And so... the Number 40 Hand Tractor and No. 13 hand-held tractors raced each other, creating quite a spectacle.

[Although we can't hear the conversation between Cold Moon Hermit and True Lord White Crane due to the distance, it seems Cold Star Hermit is trying to "drill" True Lord White Crane with a drill, and True Lord White Crane is resisting fiercely. They are chasing each other at a rapid pace. Although both are still ranked at the bottom, with their fighting spirit, they have a good chance of catching up with the cultivators ahead... Finally, we wish them both good results. Now, let's turn the camera back to the front.]

[Huh? A sword light suddenly flashed ahead. Has another fellow cultivator won the lottery? Let's zoom in. Oh, look closer, it's a pretty young lady... Let me see, this is contestant number 22 Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island. She's the beloved daughter of Venerable Spirit Butterfly, and she doesn't have a boyfriend yet. Single male cultivators, you can try your luck... Huh?]

When the words "Keep it up" were mentioned, for some reason, the "Cultivator Daily" fellow Daoist Pang Jiangshan, who was hosting the live broadcast, felt a slight chill on the back of his neck.

[Ahem, anyway... Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island seems to have stepped into a trap, and is now spinning back to the Qidian point, car and all! But the race has only just begun, and she has plenty of opportunities! Let's sincerely wish this young lady good luck!]

In the sky, Soft Feather looked frustrated... She had accidentally run into a trap, and before she could react, she and her vehicle Spiral Ascension, eventually flying back to the 'Qidian'!

Although Spiral Ascension is a lot of fun... she was racing right now, having just surpassed the Senior Creation and Dustfall, and was having a thrilling time when suddenly she was sent flying.

I'm so unwilling to accept this!

"Damn it, I'll definitely come back!" Soft Feather shouted. Even if she had to go back to the Qidian, she would still chase after him!

[After wishing our little Soft Feather well, let's zoom out to the front. The competition for the top spots is still incredibly fierce! Number 44, Young Master Phoenix Slayer, is doing well, maintaining a slight lead. However, someone is about to overtake him—Number 5, True Lord Yellow Mountain!]

Just as Jiang Shan uttered the Daoist title 'True Lord Yellow Mountain'... above the sea of clouds, a pair of dog eyes suddenly lit up. "Woof, now!"