1090: Chapter 320 The Fairy Ascension Platform Opens 1090: Chapter 320 The Fairy Ascension Platform Opens Days went by.
Su He lay thick-skinned by Ji Feixue’s side, spending most of his time in his beast form, and occasionally, when Ji Feixue emerged from her closed-door cultivation, he would transform into human form to take a little advantage.
Or he would go out with Ji Feixue to slay invading Exotic Beasts.
Everything was peaceful as if they had settled for a tranquil life in this desert glacier.
It was not until five months later, on this day just after they had slain a Desert Giant Lizard and were collecting its pearls, that Su He suddenly looked up into the distance and let out a long howl, summoning Feng Si and Cloud Illumination.
“The Fairy Ascension Platform is about to open!” Su He declared succinctly.
“How do you know?” Feng Si asked stiffly, obstinately refusing to look at Su He.
Su He just smiled, already aware of why Worship Granny treated him the way she did.
He didn’t mind and didn’t explain, just chuckled, “In the Exchange Position, by Friend Cloud’s speed, roughly eight hours away.”
The eight hours here referred to real travel time, not like the time it took to find Ji Feixue, when merely getting through a few checkpoints took more than six months.
Adding in rest and unexpected battles, it had ultimately taken seven months to arrive.
Just moments ago, Su He had established a connection with the Fairy Ascension Platform.
The Wind Creation Tower could no longer block his sight and Divine Sense.
At a glance, he could see up to the boundary of Wind Creation Tower, and beyond the realm’s barrier, the rolling Dark Tide, and the walking corpses that occasionally slammed into it.
In the far distance, where the Fairy Ascension Platform was about to land, clouds churned, and changes in Yuan Qi were visible to the naked eye.
Thousands of Cultivators had already gathered around.
It wasn’t that these Cultivators had faster senses than Su He, but based on the flow of Spiritual Qi and earth veins, they had long determined several possible locations for the platform’s opening, each spot guarded by thousands.
Feng Si wanted to speak up, but Ji Feixue had already beckoned, and from a thousand miles away collected up the temporary Cave Heaven.
Cloud Illumination even summoned the Wutong Tree for her.
Feng Si immediately fell silent.
With a sullen head, she followed behind Cloud Illumination and flew towards the direction Su He mentioned.
Adjusting her status as she flew, her heart was sullen and unhappy.
Cloud Illumination was being protective.
Feeling morose, she flew at the back of the group, glaring fiercely at Su He, only to see him, not knowing when, fly to the front of Cloud Illumination, effectively hidden by Cloud Illumination as if he had vanished.
Feng Si flapped her wings to move forward, and Cloud Illumination did the same, completely blocking Su He from view.
Ji Feixue rode her sword, and seeing Su He brazenly reveal his Peacock True Body, relying on Cloud Illumination’s cover to act as he pleased, her lips twitched slightly.
She turned and landed on Feng Si’s back.
Feng Si looked back in astonishment, “What is it?”
Ji Feixue spoke softly, “I’m a bit tired, carry me a distance.”
Feng Si was taken aback; Ji Feixue had never acted this way before—”Is that guy draining your Yin to replenish his Yang?!”
Ji Feixue: “…”
A bird with so many thoughts?
She just felt she should help divert Feng Si’s attention to Su He.
Yet she didn’t understand why Su He wouldn’t be frank with Feng Si?
He had already spoken directly with Cloud Illumination.
In the front, Cloud Illumination, hearing his wife’s harsh words, had two big reactions in his mind.
Unfortunately, the “Severing Love” Symbols did not condense out of thin air and required a catalyst—which he no longer had.
Otherwise, he would have drawn one for Feng Si so that everyone could speak openly.
The flight continued without further incidents.
The laws of Mystery Yellow Cave Sky were such that as long as the Fairy Ascension Platform was not open, all secret lands and ruins could be entered.
Once the platform opened, most secret lands would be closed.
Still open were indeed the true treasures.
Whether to brave the Fairy Ascension Platform or the secret lands, all was up to one’s heart.
This time, the Fairy Ascension Platform was opening above a swamp—not like the Big Swamp of Yunmeng Ze, but a common swamp where mud and water mixed, fraught with peril at every step.
From a distance, still tens of thousands of miles from the Fairy Ascension Platform, Su He had returned to human form under Cloud Illumination’s cover, watching in the direction of the platform, a hint of mockery flashing across his lips.
The Fairy Ascension Platform had not yet opened, but its aura was growing stronger and Cultivators were racing towards it.
Among the crowd, a monk with bare feet walked slowly through the mud and water.
He had a gentle face with a touch of compassion, yet as he walked, the surrounding Cultivators instinctively moved aside, none daring to approach.
The monk was clearly benevolent, yet he emitted an inexplicable aura that kept others at bay.
The crowd watched the monk and whispered among themselves.
Not everyone recognized the Free Bodhisattva, and most Cultivators had never even heard of this being.
Just as not every Cultivator knew what a Dragon Turtle was.
The older ancestors hidden in the Star Sea would not show themselves in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms unless it was a significant matter.
As for the ordinary Cultivators, they didn’t even know what the Star Sea was.
The Free Bodhisattva walked on, looking up at the sky where a whirlpool swirled, and two battling Cultivators were abruptly thrown out.
The laws of the Fairy Ascension Platform had descended, forbidding further combat in this area.
The Fairy Ascension Platform could open at any moment.
The Free Bodhisattva folded his hands in prayer and rose upon a lotus, sitting in the void to bow in all directions, his voice booming as he declared, “May the paths of all fellow Daoists thrive.”
Onlookers unsure of what was happening watched as the Free Bodhisattva smiled slightly, “The Poor Monk, Great Ease, serving as the Lord of the Buddha World, enters Mystery Yellow Cave Sky for an important matter, and wonders if the fellow Daoists could lend some assistance?”
After speaking, he fell silent, observing the Cultivators from all quarters.
The crowd whispered amongst themselves, those unaware of his identity quickly inquiring around.
To enter Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, one must at least be at the sixth or seventh stage of Demonic transformation, having lived for hundreds of years; there were certainly no fools, and none would come forward to cause trouble.
The whispers rose for a moment before they took the opportunity to die down again.