Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

This outing was a serious mission, different from the usual leisurely trips, so as soon as a few people boarded the flying boat, they forged ahead with full speed.

Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Qiao, and Gong Junbao took turns piloting the flying boat, focusing all their energy on the journey.

As for the scenery along the way, at a pace of thirty thousand miles per day, the passing white clouds outside were stretched into lines, making it impossible to see anything. The landscape below became nothing but a blur of blue and green.

The flying boat’s speed was so fast that those sitting on it experienced considerable discomfort, though the only ones unaccustomed were Feng Feiyu and the young Phantom Monkey.

This rapidly traveling flying boat was originally meant for Great Cultivators, and those with a low cultivation level found it difficult to endure. Feng Feiyu felt a whole-body discomfort.

His internal organs seemed to twist and turn, leaving him sprawled inelegantly on the deck of the flying boat, half-alive, while the Phantom Monkey looked droopy and lethargic.

Feng Feiyu, worried the Phantom Monkey might suffer, reluctantly divided a thread of Spiritual Power and sent it into the monkey’s body. Seeing Feng Feiyu’s distress, Nie Shuangshuang held his hand, continually pouring Spiritual Power into him.

Gong Junbao was on the side, practically emptying his Heaven and Earth Ring, hoping to find an elixir to relieve these symptoms, but to no avail.

After all, Gong Junbao himself was a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, often approached for alchemy to craft the rarest High-level Elixirs. He possessed many valuable elixirs coveted by others.

Yet, he lacked even a single remedy for dizziness caused by the flying boat’s rapid travel and didn’t have the spirit plant needed to make it.

Since such a spirit plant was too low-level for him, Gong Junbao never even considered allowing such an inferior plant to occupy his Heaven and Earth Ring.

Ultimately, Gong Junbao, at his wit’s end, found some sour spirit fruits and offered them to Nie Shuangshuang. ”Immortal Master Nie, perhaps you could let your disciple eat some spirit fruits. It might help alleviate the symptoms.”

Nie Shuangshuang accepted the spirit fruits, thanked him, and placed them before Feng Feiyu to consume.

Pale-faced and resisting nausea, Feng Feiyu politely thanked Gong Junbao before placing a spirit fruit in his mouth to bite, also offering one to the Phantom Monkey for it to snuggle and munch on.

The Phantom Monkey was also quite tormented, its adorable large eyes brimming with tears, making it even more endearing. It snuggled a fruit as large as itself, chewing it little by little.

With these spirit fruits and Nie Shuangshuang’s uninterrupted infusion of Spiritual Power, Feng Feiyu and the Phantom Monkey gradually felt better.

This way of rushing day and night, after enduring for five days, finally brought the group to the entrance of the Inheritance Secret Realm.

In those five days, Feng Feiyu had shed several pounds, losing the little he had regained under Nie Shuangshuang’s care. Nie Shuangshuang felt a bit distressed but could do nothing but continue transferring Spiritual Power to him.

Right now, off the flying boat, there was a vast mystical forest extending ahead, with the air carrying the fresh scent of plants. Taking a deep breath, Feng Feiyu felt like he was alive again, though his legs and feet remained weak and unsteady.

Gong Junbao, accompanied by Nie Shuangshuang and Feng Qiao, landed, gesturing toward the lush forest, saying, ”The entrance to the secret realm is beneath a Mimosa Tree within this forest.

However, reaching it requires passing through an Illusion Array, which is incredibly tricky. One might easily get lost within, and many whom I sent previously to gather intel met their fate in the array.

Thus, all I know is that the Illusion Array changes infinitely, appearing differently each time, making it impossible to foresee in advance. So, I can’t provide any details about it, and we must be cautious while traversing.”

Nie Shuangshuang looked at the still listless Phantom Monkey, turning to Gong Junbao and Feng Qiao. ”Since it’s an Illusion Array, we have an advantage this time.

This Phantom Monkey is of a quite high level; although it’s still a cub, it can see through very advanced Illusion Arrays. However, it’s not in good condition now, so we’ll have to wait a day and let it recuperate.”

Gong Junbao, always careful, found no issue with waiting a day or even a year, as long as the Illusion Array could be traversed. His lifespan was such that despite urgency, he had at least a century left.

During this day of rest, Nie Shuangshuang didn’t remain idle. Since they had journeyed continuously without a break for a decent meal, Nie Shuangshuang summoned forth his Personal Immortal Mansion to provide everyone a comfortable place to rest.

The Phantom Monkey was taken to the center of the Spiritual Spring, where the Spiritual Energy was most abundant, ideal for its recovery. Then, Nie Shuangshuang waved, pulling out heaps of food from his Heaven and Earth Ring and laying them on the table.

Originally, these dishes were Nie Shuangshuang’s secret stash, meant for sneaky indulgence. Now, thinking to let everyone enjoy a good meal, he didn’t hesitate to bring them out.

Nie Shuangshuang didn’t realize how the appearance of a table full of food with a casual wave contrasted with his usual cold, emotionless demeanor.

While Gong Junbao wasn’t familiar with Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Qiao, who frequently interacted with him, was momentarily stunned by Nie Shuangshuang’s gesture.

Feng Qiao then glanced at Feng Feiyu with some sentiment, saying to Nie Shuangshuang, ”Before, I never imagined that your icy personality would turn so indulgent after getting a disciple. Even on a journey, you remembered to bring so many provisions for him.”

Even Feng Feiyu raised his head with a smile, gazing at Nie Shuangshuang, feeling deeply warmed by the attention and care Nie Shuangshuang bestowed upon him.

Nie Shuangshuang pursed his lips, wanting to say Feng Qiao was misunderstanding, as he was merely satisfying his own cravings.

However, even if Nie Shuangshuang explained, no one would believe him. His longstanding image was too ingrained, and no one considered him having a private stash for himself.

Someone secretly snacking in a room was a depiction that could never fit Nie Shuangshuang, leading Feng Qiao and Feng Feiyu to beautifully misunderstand.

Seeing Feng Feiyu’s hidden happiness, Nie Shuangshuang thought it over and chose not to clarify, letting him believe to improve a wave of goodwill.

After eating, the four sat meditating in cultivation, whereas Feng Feiyu cooperated with the Phantom Monkey to soak in the Spiritual Spring, as his cultivation level was too low and soaking relieved discomfort faster than meditating.

The day quickly passed, and the next morning, Gong Junbao, Feng Qiao, Nie Shuangshuang, along with Feng Feiyu and the Phantom Monkey, arrived before the forest once more. This time, without unnecessary words, they directly entered the forest.

The forest was exceedingly orderly, and as they entered, a mist enveloped their surroundings, thickening as they ventured deeper.

In the mist, clusters of dense fog seemed to roll toward them, wrapping around their faces, seeping into their senses, and bringing an instant sense of suffocation.