Just, does this flying boat's propulsion require spirit stones? Has the Holy Land become so wealthy that their Holy Son can use intermediate spirit stones to power his vehicle?
The more Sun Xiaoshan looked, the more uneasy he became. Thinking of the divine lives led by humans, and then thinking of the outrageously wealthy Holy Land, his determination to kill the Holy Land intensified. If only he hadn't crippled the arms of those burly Holy Land disciples just now. If they died on the way, he wouldn't even be able to deliver a message.
Sun Xiaoshan's goal was clear: in half a year, he would storm the Holy Land and take over this world. He wanted this world to prostrate itself at his feet, and he wanted humans to become masters of this world. Only then would those awakened ones choose humanity, and humanity's destiny would soar.
Sun Xiaoshan was Ye Yun's avatar, his very divine sense transformed. When the time came, such magnificent achievements would belong solely to Ye Yun.
Most importantly, this universe and the first world of the first universe were directly connected. Although Ye Yun could descend there in person and slay the demon butterfly, he vaguely sensed something that made even him feel a tremor. Therefore, Ye Yun did not act rashly.
Moreover, the hidden forces had not yet appeared. While the Three Sects and Three Palaces were not numerous, they had entrenched themselves in the Ten Directions Universe for dozens of Emperor Yuan. Their foundations were definitely not as simple as he knew.
It was a pity that after parting ways with that old man at the Divine Realm Divine Mountain in the game, Ye Yun had never seen him again. That old man would definitely know how deep the waters were in this Ten Directions Universe.
Both that old man and the gods he had killed on the Divine Mountain seemed to be concealing something. Logically speaking, the Ten Directions Universe was merely a lower-middle tier world, and it shouldn't warrant such cautious behavior from terrifying powers like the Outer Heaven.
Furthermore, when he wasn't yet in the Monarch realm, that old man had told him that the Monarch realm was merely the beginning for cultivators. Yet, in the Ten Directions Universe, the Monarch realm was already the supreme existence within a star field, and those above it, the Extreme, could hold a universe in their palm.
Above that were Quasi-Emperors, Great Emperors, and then ascension. What did the old man mean by "the beginning"? And what about humans not being able to hold on for much longer, why wouldn't they be able to?
Ye Yun knew nothing about these matters.
"Sect Master, you ran too fast. We thought you'd gone back already." As Sun Xiaoshan was contemplating these things, voices sounded from below the flying boat.
As true disciples of the Qingyue Sect, most of them were currently in the early stage of the Enlightenment realm, so their divine senses could probe several hundred meters.
"Back? Is the direction from where you came the way back?"
Sun Xiaoshan was utterly disappointed with these individuals. They possessed immense strength but were more timid than ordinary soldiers. If the hope of humanity were to be placed on them in the future, then no matter how great an empire he built, it would ultimately be in vain.
"That's true. Sect Master, did you find any enemies when you got here?" The newcomer scratched his head, appearing somewhat simple-minded.
"Huh? A scent of blood? And a smell of burnt roasted meat. Did a battle happen here?" Just then, the other twelve true disciples that Sun Xiaoshan had brought out earlier also arrived.
"Wow, Sect Master, where did you get this flying boat? I heard this is the vehicle used by the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of first-rate sects."
"Flying boat? Holy cow, how much is that worth?" Several people stood below, gazing up at the flying boat suspended overhead, their eyes immediately gleaming.
Little did they know that at this moment, Sun Xiaoshan had already labeled them as idiots.
While the thirteen of them were still discussing, Sun Xiaoshan had familiarized himself with the entire control process of the flying boat. He immediately extracted the intermediate spirit stone and then controlled the flying boat, which shot away into the sky with a 'whoosh', leaving behind only the echo of Sun Xiaoshan telling them to return on their own.
After setting the direction, Sun Xiaoshan finally had time to examine his gains from killing those cultivators.
Low-level cultivators were not worth mentioning; they didn't even have storage bags. Even Han Shi, who was supposed to be the Holy Son of Mengtian, only had an intermediate storage bag with a space of about two cubic meters. This showed that storage bags were a scarce commodity even in this world.
This time, he obtained a total of six storage bags: two intermediate and four primary. The intermediate one belonged to Meng Lu, which fell into his hands when his arm was severed by Sun Xiaoshan.
After a brief inventory, Sun Xiaoshan had accumulated over one thousand seven hundred low-level spirit stones, two intermediate spirit stones, three thousand-year-old medicinal herbs for auxiliary cultivation, and a number of weapons. All other daily necessities were directly thrown off the flying boat by Sun Xiaoshan.
Overall, the biggest gain this time was the flying boat! Next were the two intermediate spirit stones; the rest were just so-so.
As for the three thousand-year-old medicinal herbs, apart from swallowing them raw, they seemed to have no other use.
Because this world had not yet given birth to the profession of alchemists, although Ye Yun had read many alchemy books before, he had almost never refined any pills himself due to having the Primordial Furnace.
The cultivators of this world would directly swallow such medicinal herbs and then enter seclusion to absorb their energy. This was also the most wasteful method, as cultivators could only absorb at most twenty percent of the energy.
The normal speed of the flying boat was equivalent to that of a True Human Perfection stage. If it fully erupted, it could reach a speed equivalent to the middle stage of the Mahayana. However, this was somewhat redundant for Sun Xiaoshan, because even if the flying boat flew for a day, it wouldn't be as fast as his ten-minute teleportation. The only benefit was that controlling the flying boat consumed little true essence. If he found a few laborers, this kind of thing would be an essential tool for sightseeing.
Looking out at the magnificent landscape of the Tianyu Kingdom, Sun Xiaoshan soon grew bored. Idling with nothing to do, he simply sat cross-legged on the deck and began to cultivate.
Since arriving in this world, Sun Xiaoshan had only lived in the small county town where he was born and within the Qingyue Sect. Because he possessed Ye Yun's memories, he had no interest in the perilous places of this world.
Two small black holes appeared in his palms, and at the same time, dozens of low-level spirit stones were taken from his storage bag. Endless spiritual energy was immediately drawn from the spirit stones by the black holes, then swallowed into Sun Xiaoshan's dantian, and subsequently converted into pure, ultimate true essence by the Primordial Burning Heaven Art.