Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 271 Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass

"Are you fucking asking for death?"

Seeing someone provoke him, the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon was displeased, halting abruptly like a thrown javelin.

A fierce gleam shot from his eyes as he stared coldly at these unfamiliar cultivators.

In that moment, he exuded a powerful aura indicative of a cultivator at Level Five of the Destiny Realm.

Among the eight individuals opposing him, six were cultivators in the Nirvana Realm. Upon sensing his formidable aura, their faces changed dramatically, and they all retreated.

"Sir, we mean you no harm and have no intention of fighting you. Please don’t be so aggressive," the old man at the Destiny Realm quickly stepped in front of the others, arms spread wide, shielding them from the overwhelming pressure.

The Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon squinted slightly.

But surprisingly, the old man’s tone changed, and he didn’t continue to provoke him.

"If you don’t want to fight, then shut your mouth," the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon retorted coldly.

"Good, we’ll leave each other alone," the old cultivator said, taking a deep breath. His face was slightly flushed as he nodded.

"Hmph. Good that you know your place," the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon snorted coldly. He ignored them and walked past.

Lei Qinian, his palms sweating, finally calmed down and slowly walked towards his bunk.

The Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon walked to the ninth bunk and sat down with an imposing air.

"Thank you for your care along the way, Senior." Lei Qinian was extremely grateful and bowed deeply again to express his thanks.

From boarding the airship to settling into the room, the red-robed senior had taken care of him. Lei Qinian was immensely grateful.

"Don’t mention it. I only helped you because I find you agreeable," the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon chuckled, then closed his eyes to rest.

Lei Qinian also sat on his bunk and began his Cultivation.

As they were both cultivators, seven days of meditation would pass in a flash.

「Meanwhile, in another direction...」

The Big Black Horse pulled a carriage, seemingly at a slow pace, but in reality, it was much faster than the ferry.

Ye Yun was in no hurry.

He had just glanced in a certain direction, his gaze falling upon the ten-person room where the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Ye Yun couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Ye Yun’s gaze casually swept over the ferry.

"Hmm? Isn’t that Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass?" Ye Yun murmured to himself.

He had unexpectedly spotted a stalk of Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass in the ten-person room next to Lei Qinian’s. This stalk of Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass was entirely emerald green, resembling a Phoenix about to take flight, and it radiated an astonishing aura. The grade of this Immortal Herb was quite high, reaching the Emperor Level Lower Grade.

「Back then...」

After a single glance, Ye Yun lost interest and looked away.

He swallowed a few pills and resumed his Cultivation.

The room next to Lei Qinian’s was also a ten-person room. Ten people occupied it. They were dressed uniformly, apparently from the same faction. The man in the lead had a pale complexion, as if he had lost a significant amount of blood, and his aura was weaker than an ordinary person’s.

"My Lord, please, consume this Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass. I feel your body is about to give out..." an old man beside him said, holding up a Jade Box, inside which lay a stalk of entirely emerald green Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass.

"There’s no need. I can still endure..." the pale-faced middle-aged man replied, his eyes slightly closed as he gently shook his head.

"My Lord, I understand your intentions. You wish to go to the Heavenly Moon Dynasty and find Master Zeng to refine it into a Nine Turn Spring Back Pill. That way, none of the Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass’s medicinal efficacy will be wasted..." the old man sighed. His cultivation was at Destiny Realm Level Seven, which was quite high. Among everyone in the room, his realm ranked second. The one ranked first was, naturally, this pale-faced Lord, who had reached Destiny Realm Level Nine. However, due to a severe injury, his current strength was greatly diminished, making it difficult for him to engage in combat.

"Put the box away. Those people next door are eyeing us like tigers stalking their prey. We don’t know when they might strike..." the middle-aged man coughed, a flicker of worry deep in his eyes.

Hearing the man’s words, the old man put the box away, returning it to his storage ring. Although the Heavenly Spirit Phoenix Grass had just emitted an astonishing aura, it hadn’t leaked out of the room due to the restriction array set up inside.

"Everyone, stay vigilant! That group will likely try to make their move in the next two days..." the old man scanned the room, speaking solemnly.

"Understood!" the other eight replied solemnly.

The pale-faced man glanced towards the adjacent room.

The enormous ferry sped through the sky at high altitude.

「At this moment.」

A ten-man squad stood on the deck at the bow of the ship. Their leader was an old man in white, a cultivator at Destiny Realm Level Eight.

A thousand li ahead of the ferry, dark clouds gathered, fierce gales arose, and streaks of lightning, like restless thunder serpents, slithered out from the churning clouds.