Ning Xunqiu put down the Celestial Derivation Volume and began waiting for the notification sound.

He felt that this "rewrite life" had come to an end.

The experts from the East Sea Dragon Palace and Star Sea Divine Palace were killing Human Race Qi Cultivators under the command of the Ancestral Dragon Order. This juvenile flood dragon and Ye Qingyao were probably just small roles.

In the book, he knew of a three hundred year death calamity. He intended to blend into unremarkable crowds, letting Wenren Hong and the Monkey, both not too strong nor too weak, take the surface, while he remained undercover, leaving the East Sea.

He could see that the Li State of the Human Race was not far away.

That juvenile flood dragon and Ye Qingyao insisted on running into danger, not only that, but they were also so strong that he had to go all out to suppress them.

As soon as he took action, it would surely draw the experts of the East Sea Dragon Palace and Star Sea Divine Palace to chase him.

Even if he managed to evade them by luck.

There was also the "Immortal Daoist’s divine calculation," and he did not have ninety-eight points of fortune to shield the celestial secret and continue rewriting life.

However, Ning Xunqiu did not receive a notification sound.

Suddenly, lines of text appeared on the Celestial Derivation Volume:

[Ye Qingyao and Ao Beng have fallen...]

[The Third Crown Prince of the East Sea, Ao Yu, far away in the Linyuan Water Mansion, felt a sudden urge, realizing that his direct descendant had perished, and he was furious. He immediately used "five hundred years of Dao practice" to infer the celestial secret with a "Daoist Treasure."]

[Qingxu Realm?? Celestial Dao responding...]

[No response granted.]

[Qingxu Realm?? Celestial Dao responding again... Initiating "Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth" due to the human-dragon conflict, shielding all celestial secrets, even the Immortal Divine cannot calculate the celestial secret.]

[With no victory between humans and dragons, no one can calculate the celestial secret.]

[Calculating all causes and effects...]

"Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth? No one can calculate the celestial secret?"

Ning Xunqiu felt a sense of joy at seeing this.

"Qingxu Realm?? Celestial Dao did splendidly!!"

This way, as long as he behaved obediently for the first three hundred years, during the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, he could begin his plans again without fearing the "Immortal Daoist’s" calculations of the celestial secret.

[Continue to rewrite life...]

"Go!"

Ning Xunqiu killed Ye Qingyao and Ao Beng, suppressed the "Splendid Celestial Wind Spirit Pearl," and brought it into Cyan Mountain Heaven and Earth.

Worried about nearby experts from the East Sea Dragon Palace and Star Sea Divine Palace arriving.

Without a word, he jumped into the sea, carried the large ship, and quickly retreated...

On the surface of the sea, his steps raised huge waves as he ran.

Nineteen Continents·Li Continent.

Shanhai Pass.

"What sea beast is that?! Such speed!"

The Human Race Qi Cultivators guarding Shanhai Pass noticed something unusual, pointing at the large ship that suddenly appeared on the sea, exclaiming.

A few of them quickly used the "Eye Acupoint" to observe closely, only to see a figure under the ship, moving with ghostly speed.

"No, that’s actually a person?!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"The physical prowess of this Daoist is astounding... Comparable to a Divine General."

"The large ship carries millions, as heavy as a mountain, yet he can bear such weight and still speed as if flying. Even a Divine General, without the aid of a ’Dharma Seed,’ could not compare."

"I haven’t detected any magical power fluctuations from this person. Either he’s naturally gifted, or he’s taken a Heaven and Earth Treasure to gain Divine Techniques."

The Qi Cultivators on land were dumbfounded by this scene and uttered exclamations one after another.

"Fellow Daoist He, please invite this East Sea Daoist over. We need warriors like him to fight against the Dragon Race."

A Qi Cultivator dressed as a General spoke with bright eyes.

"As you command, General Order."

An old Daoist with an immortal air responded, then transformed into a white crane, soaring into the sky.

At this moment.

Ning Xunqiu, carrying the heavy ship, sprinted three thousand miles and finally saw the vast, boundless land.

"Huff, huff!"

He gently placed the ship on the land, then lay down on the ground, stretching his limbs and taking deep breaths, enjoying a moment of rest.

Even Ning Xunqiu, with his Soldier Lord Celestial Body and as a Sixth Realm True Gang Martial Artist, felt completely exhausted.

Wenren Hong, Bailing, Panda, Niu Da, and Bi Ji stumbled off the ship, each with disheveled hair and dazed eyes.

What just happened?

Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?

Wenren Hong looked at Ning Xunqiu’s "frail" body, then at the mountain-like ship. She felt as if she floated weightlessly, and everything in the world seemed unreal.

Was it an illusion technique? Or was it a dying hallucination?

"Second Brother!" The Monkey leaped off the ship, giving a thumbs-up, "This! This!"

The woman and the flood dragon, cocky as they were, nearly killed him relying on the power of a "Magical Treasure."

But you never expected...

I have my own trump card!!

Just wonder, can you withstand my "Second Brother’s Divine Techniques?"

The Monkey secretly rejoiced, knowing that whenever he flaunted his skills outside and Second Brother found out, that night, they would have a forced sparring session.

Every time, he got battered with bumps, his strength being at least ten times that of the competition, at the level of Golden Core and Three Calamities True Cultivators, brought down instantly made him despair. Recognizing the "Magical Treasure" also made him despair.

However, when he saw Second Brother watching it all with a calm expression.

With this face, he knew.

It was all under control, everything was fine.

"Hmm."

Ning Xunqiu glanced at him, swallowed a Dust-removing Pill, continued steady breathing, and regained his strength.

"Second Brother, your weapon is truly amazing; even Magical Treasures can’t withstand it. Why didn’t I know you had such an incredible weapon? You didn’t even tell me."

When Monkey brought up the weapon, his eyes sparkled with excitement. He gently massaged Ning Xunqiu’s shoulder, fawning earnestly.

"You, Monkey, can’t control your heart, always liking to show off everything." Ning Xunqiu shook his head helplessly.

"Second Brother, let me have a good look." The Monkey extended his hand.

"How many times must I tell you, trump cards cannot be revealed." Ning Xunqiu swatted away the Monkey’s hand.

Their conversation brought a moment of ease to the tense atmosphere around them.

"Second Brother, you, you this..." Bailing’s eyes were most complicated, staring at Ning Xunqiu, feeling betrayed by the deep "revolutionary" camaraderie between them.

"Weren’t you the one who said you don’t like fighting? Coo?"

"One may not use a sword, but one must have a sword."

"Is this what you call being unskilled in Magical Combat? Isn’t this deceiving an honest pigeon? Coo?"

"I remember I said I know a little, a little."

"I thought you were being humble, coo..."

"Thank you, but I never humble myself."

...

"Coo coo coo~"

Bailing sat there, puffing with anger, thinking back on Ning Xunqiu’s words, indeed, it seemed, possibly, what he said wasn’t wrong.

She felt really mad but couldn’t refute.

Panda, Niu Da, and Bi Ji quietly listened beside her, feeling equally shocked, opening their mouths but unable to speak.

How could they describe such a feeling? Trying to phrase it... as Ning Xunqiu described: suddenly finding out the great friend beside oneself turns out to be a top-tier "first-generation rich."

Moreover, at the level of the richest in a province...

The brain immediately stalled.

Wenren Hong finally regained her senses, but she found it somewhat difficult to face Ning Xunqiu directly.

She suddenly remembered one thing——

That spear, capable of instantly defeating a woman holding a "Magical Treasure," must be at least at the level of a Magical Treasure. She usually showed off her "Feihong Sword" proudly in front of the "one person and four monsters."

Now recalling it, she could not help but feel a wave of heat on her face.

"Daoist!"

Fortunately, at this moment, everyone heard a white crane shouting from the air.

The white crane landed and transformed into an elder with white eyebrows. He smiled and bowed:

"Old He Daoist, greetings to fellow Daoists, my family’s [Shanhai Pass] General invites Daoist for a discussion."

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