Kui Ancestor’s face carried a trace of a cold smile, not even considering Wuque Palace in the slightest.
Compared to a colossal entity like Three-Life Palace, Wuque Palace, nestled in the Black Sand Realm, seed as insignificant as an ant, hardly worth ntioning.
Ti flowed away like water!
After the reports from the six main supervisors, the "ship owner" spoke again: "Bing Gong and Long Kui did a comndable job this ti, acquiring ten body possession quotas, with seven successes and only two failures. Most notably, we discovered a Child of Destiny, truly a great rit.
As for the two failed children, let’s put them up for auction as per the old rules! The auction proceeds will be split eighty-twenty, with twenty percent going on record. The remaining eighty percent, I will let Bing Gong and Long Kui handle at their discretion."
Bing Gong and Long Kui were overjoyed and imdiately stood up to bow: "Thank you, ship owner, for the reward!"
Then Long Kui Ancestor rembered sothing and hurriedly said, "Ship owner, there is sothing special on my side; the child who failed in possession has the Thunder Spirit Root aptitude. Given the rarity of Thunder Spirit Root, I think it’s better to send them back to Three-Life Palace for cultivation."
"No need, it’s just a Thunder Spirit Root, not an Innate Taoist Body, nothing to pay attention to. Just go by the old rules, whoever offers the highest price gets it!
Poison Lady, among the nearby Constant Sand Realms, which world values the Thunder Spirit Root the most?"
"Reporting to the ship owner. Across the void seas within a thousand Constant Years, only the Da Chun Realm values the Thunder Spirit Root the most."
"Haha, I recall now. The main material of the Shuangling ship also cos from the Da Chun Realm, no wonder they value the Thunder Spirit Root so much!
Zhu Ji... Send the order, change course to the Da Chun Realm!"
"Hehe, as you command!"
...
In the First Dark Heaven of the Nine Nether Void Realm, turbulent and violent space-ti storms raged incessantly.
At this mont, in one relatively calm storm center, a massive cigar-shaped spaceship suddenly made a turn, racing towards a predetermined target under the majestic thrust of the storm torrents.
anwhile, in a cabin of the Shuangling ship, Zhao Sheng walked along the edge of the wall, examining the array patterns on the wall.
After long-term observation and comparison, he discovered many seemingly similar array structures among them, which had multiple similarities but many subtle differences from the array patterns on cross-border transmission array pillars.
But it was certain that the styles of the two were quite similar and might even originate from the sa civilization source.
This also indicated that he was likely not stranded in an unfamiliar otherworld, but rather reincarnated within the domain of power of Taiyi and Taiyi’s two major spirit realms.
After about an hour, Zhao Sheng returned to the center of the cabin, sat cross-legged, and slowly extended his right hand, palm facing upwards.
As a thread of thin Spiritual Power gushed from his Dantian, flowing slowly to the fingertip along the Taiyin Lung ridian, wisps of electric light erged from his fingertips.
Then, under Zhao Sheng’s control, the electric light quickly gathered and transford into a three-inch-long small electric sword.
With another thought, the sword instantly turned into a nine-petal "lotus," with the lotus petals vivid and lifelike despite being made of electric light.
The next second, the electric lotus suddenly divided into nine, each transforming into a five-clawed Thunder Jiao.
However, the Thunder Jiao only lasted for a fleeting mont before collapsing one by one into nothingness.
Zhao Sheng, undeterred, continued transporting spiritual power to his fingertips, further using the spirit power to evolve various creatures, and eventually even evolving more complex forms like the Rune Dragon Seal.
As he familiarized himself with his Spiritual Power in this manner, the cabin door was suddenly pushed open, and a faint red figure floated in.
The newcor was a woman in her twenties, charming and graceful, holding a tray in her hands. However, her face was slightly rigid and dull, lacking the breath of life one would expect from a living being.
Zhao Sheng, well-versed in knowledge, imdiately guessed that the newcor was not a real human but likely a puppet or chanical man.
As predicted!
The woman ca beside Zhao Sheng, put down the tray, and stood silently by his side.
Zhao Sheng, already famished, eagerly grabbed a drumstick from the tray and tore into it.
After two quarter hours, the maid removed the now ssy tray and slowly floated out the cabin door, closing it behind her as she arrived.
Ti flowed slowly by!
Zhao Sheng felt isolated from the world; aside from the serving "maid," he hadn’t seen a second person.
He didn’t know how long he had been on the ship, only clearly rembering having eaten a total of one hundred and sixty-eight als.
If calculated as two als a day, he should have stayed on the ship for eighty-four days since awakening.
Apart from that, Zhao Sheng had also attempted to cultivate multiple tis, but all efforts ended in failure.
This mysterious ship seed to be under a highly profound and unknown prohibition, where, despite the exceptionally dense Spiritual Energy in the cabin, not a trace of Thunder Spiritual Energy could be found.
...
After thirty-six more als, Long Kui Ancestor, who hadn’t shown up in a long ti, suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Sheng.
Before Zhao Sheng could shout out joyfully, a stream of light flew toward him.
The next second, his vision went black, and he fainted.
Looking at the handso young man before him, Long Kui Ancestor couldn’t help but sigh: This child is destined for greatness!
Over the past three months, Long Kui Ancestor had secretly observed this child many tis.
If ordinary people were confined in such a narrow room, they would have gone mad by now.
Like another child, who had been crying, causing trouble, and even self-harming more than two months ago, ultimately needing to be sealed in an ice coffin for long-term "hibernation."
In contrast, this child never cried, never raised a fuss, never spoke, never showed anger, exhibiting an extraordinary level of endurance and composure!
If not for personally verifying that Bai Mu’s divine soul had completely dissipated from this child,
he might have thought Bai Mu truly reincarnated in this child.
Long Kui Ancestor even considered taking him as a disciple, but unfortunately, the strict rules of Three-Life Palace made accepting disciples cautiously.
Additionally, his own cultivation technique was extrely incompatible with the Thunder Spirit Root.
Thus, he had to extinguish the thought of accepting him as a disciple repeatedly!
With various thoughts flashing in his mind, Long Kui Ancestor picked up Zhao Sheng’s flesh with his hand, turned, and walked out of the cabin.
...
Unknown how long had passed!
When Zhao Sheng awoke from his coma once again, the first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was a thin silk cover on his chest, beneath him a soft silky bed, and the ceiling adorned with complex decorative floral patterns.
"This is...?"
Zhao Sheng sat up blankly, taking in his surroundings - an elegantly luxurious room rich in classic charm, with a censer in the center wafting upward tendrils of violet smoke.
Next to him, an ordinary robust young man saw Zhao Sheng open his eyes and imdiately reacted as if discovering a treasure, shouting in a hoarse voice, "My young master is awake!"
A common-looking middle-aged man, tall and imposing, then entered the room with a stately stride. A verdant ring glowing with spiritual light adorned his right middle finger, and he wore a Jade Beaded Pingyang Crown and carried a gold silk bag on him.
Chen Dacheng nodded at Zhao Sheng after saying, "This child is extraordinary! It seems the ancestor’s investnt in the Treasure Vault to acquire him was not in vain!"
Zhao Sheng’s expression appeared sowhat bewildered, as he couldn’t understand a word the man said.
The man smiled, "I am Chen Dacheng. From now on, this is your new life."
Zhao Sheng was full of confusion and used his right hand to support himself as he sat up further, not sure where he was or what he had walked into.
Just then, a team of sturdy young n walked in single file from outside the door, and the robust young man was among them.
In no ti, Zhao Sheng was dressed in a completely new set of clothes, his appearance radiating as an extraordinary gentleman with the countenance of a fine uncut jade.
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