Zhang Yu knew that at this ti, the Old Graveyard was like a seafood market in the early morning when fresh supplies arrive. Various factions would be drawn in to snatch up the freshest and highest quality souls of the day.
As a result, the gloomy atmosphere of the Old Graveyard would beco increasingly oppressive, making it the most unfriendly ti of day for the living.
Yan Qianji could feel threads of Yin Qi penetrating the Yang-blocking clothes, realizing that it couldn't hold out for much longer before it seeped into his body.
As he circulated his Qi-Blood to resist the Yin Qi, the clothes' ability to block yang energy gradually weakened.
Yan Qianji chuckled bitterly to himself, "It seems that even with the Yang-blocking clothes, I can't stay long in the outside world of the Old Graveyard. Without a physical body storage device, the ti I can co out each day is limited."
Just then, Yan Qianji saw that Zhang Yu had suddenly stopped, "True Monarch?"
Following Zhang Yu's gaze, he saw a flying shuttle hovering in mid-air.
It was a flying shuttle with a jade-green body, emitting layers of white Immortal Qi.
Just one look at it triggered nurous warnings in front of Yan Qianji's eyes.
"[Sect Defense Asset] Flying Shuttle ID: XXXXXXXX"
"According to Article 7 of the Sect Safety Law, please keep your distance, do not photograph, do not follow."
"You are observing a high-priority Immortal Sect asset. Continuous observation might incur a fine. It is advised to look away imdiately."
Yan Qianji quickly averted his eyes, his heart filled with fear: "What kind of thing is this that I can't even look at?"
Reflecting on the warning he just saw, Yan Qianji speculated in his mind: "Is it the vehicle of so big shot from the Immortal Sect? Pavilion Master level? Palace Lord level? Vice Sect Leader level? Or even higher?"
"Why would such a big shot co to the Old Graveyard?"
While Yan Qianji was shocked and his thoughts were racing, he noticed that Zhang Yu was still standing still, seemingly looking in the direction of the Immortal Shuttle.
Yan Qianji hurriedly reminded him, "True Monarch, you shouldn't stare at it."
But in the next mont, the distant Immortal Shuttle suddenly flashed and shot towards Zhang Yu and Yan Qianji.
Everything happened so quickly that by the ti Yan Qianji reacted, he could only see a blur of green enveloping him.
"Alas! I told you not to stare!"
At that mont, despair overwheld Yan Qianji's heart: "I'm dood!"
Yan Qianji never imagined that just a few months after joining the sect, his end would co by being hit by a big shot's Immortal Shuttle.
The reason might just be that True Monarch Zhang beside him looked a few tis too many.
In that final mont before death, his mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts: "I wonder if there will be compensation for this collision?"
"I wonder if there's a chance for revival."
"Speaking of... after being hit by this Immortal Shuttle, what is my marketability? What price can I fetch?"
"Huh? Why am I not dead yet?"
As curiosity arose in Yan Qianji's heart, he found himself in a space of several hundred square ters.
The room was furnished with antique pieces, and the air carried a faint dicinal fragrance, resembling a luxurious Cultivation Cave Mansion.
"How did I get here?"
Just as Yan Qianji was filled with suspicion, Zhang Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, this is the inside of that Immortal Shuttle."
Yan Qianji was slightly stunned, and in the next mont, his heart shook greatly: "Inside the Immortal Shuttle? We've entered the inside of that Immortal Shuttle?"
He imdiately turned his head to look around, seemingly searching for the big shot inside the shuttle.
At this mont, a cultivator approached Zhang Yu, nodded, and said, "Deputy Minister Zhang, Lord Bu asked to deliver this Immortal Shuttle to you, please take over."
Hearing this, Yan Qianji was again taken aback, his eyes darting between Zhang Yu and the cultivator, pondering who knows what.
Soon after, he saw the cultivator pinch a Taoist Technique, beginning to teach Zhang Yu the technique for mastering the Immortal Shuttle bit by bit.
The cultivator taught and introduced, "This Qingming Sky-splitting Immortal Shuttle employs Cave Heaven Technology, creating its own internal world. While it appears to be just 5 or 6 ters long, the inside spans several hundred square ters."
"Moreover, the entire outer body of the shuttle can adjust size at will, broad as a mountain or fine as dust. It can even obscure itself, evading various detections…"
"The shuttle's body is crafted from the finest Immortal Material, more robust than a first-class Flying Sword from the Sky Sword Sect, untouched by casual collisions…"
Yan Qianji listened in shock as the introduction continued, growing more and more astonished.
Reflecting on his earlier experience, he couldn't help but ask, "So what happens if you accidentally hit soone with this Immortal Shuttle?"
Hearing Yan Qianji's question, the cultivator chuckled, "If this Immortal Shuttle kills soone, it only shows that person was in the wrong place."
Yan Qianji said, "So if this Immortal Shuttle kills soone, there's no compensation?"
The cultivator smiled silently, thinking to himself, "Compensation? As long as Lord Bu is willing to take responsibility… it's possible the person who got hit would end up paying instead."
After the cultivator finished teaching Zhang Yu the thod of mastering the shuttle, a Spirit Realm projection appeared inside the flying shuttle, revealing none other than Bu Yingshu.
Bu Yingshu looked at Zhang Yu with a proud smile and said, "How about it? This Qingming Sky-splitting Immortal Shuttle is for you to use next."
She looked solely at Zhang Yu, seemingly anticipating his reaction.
As for Yan Qianji? Bu Yingshu naturally paid him no mind, viewing him as nothing more than a pet's pet, amounting to nothing in her eyes.
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