The Floating Cauldron

The enemy was very smart.

If a direct assault didn't work, they would dig a trap.

A black hole appeared out of thin air. The Nine Provinces Cauldron was flying too fast to stop, and it plunged right in!

The surrounding vision instantly went pitch black, followed by bizarre lights that constantly twisted and deformed into indescribable shapes.

The Myriad Soul Banner adopted a reckless, nothing-left-to-lose attitude.

"Dear passengers, the next stop is the spatial turbulence!"

Inside the Cauldron World, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

Spatial turbulence was no joke. Even Martial Kings and Martial Saints would have a slim chance of survival if they fell in!

"Can this cauldron hold up...?"

Someone asked worriedly.

Da Chun answered truthfully.

"It can't hold up."

Everyone's scalps tingled with fear.

"Little fatty! You're an artifact spirit, right? You have to hold on!"

Da Chun was already sweating profusely.

From the outside view he provided, the Nine Provinces Cauldron's shape was shifting back and forth between twisted and normal.

It looked like it could be caught in the powerful spatial forces at any moment and smashed to pieces.

At this moment, you were also out of ideas.

"Da Chun..."

Either this simulation ended here, or a miracle would occur, allowing you all to return to the normal world.

Just then, the Heaven and Earth Mirror, which had been taking a bath in the Star Source, let out a deep and pretentious voice.

"Thirty years of soaking, and today it finally comes in handy..."

Within the Star Source, the Heaven and Earth Mirror radiated brilliantly.

"Hahaha! Trying to kill me, the Great Dao Immortal Artifact Heaven and Earth Mirror? It won't be that easy!!!"

In the next second, it charged straight out of the Cauldron World, bursting forth with myriad divine lights.

"Heaven and Earth bend to my will!!"

The Heaven and Earth Mirror floated above the Nine Provinces Cauldron, scattering a shower of radiance that stabilized the space around the cauldron.

You wiped the sweat from your forehead, your hanging heart finally settling down.

"I almost forgot. When it comes to space, the Heaven and Earth Mirror is the absolute boss among Great Dao Immortal Artifacts!"

Ever since this old mirror started following you, it hadn't accomplished a single thing.

Today, at the critical moment, it neither went crazy nor dropped the ball.

It really wasn't easy.

The temporary crisis was resolved.

Everyone stood in a circle inside the Cauldron World, staring blankly at each other.

"What do we do now?"

You coughed and said with a serious expression.

"Before we discuss this, I hope you all understand one thing: you have seen a lot of things you shouldn't have seen."

Long Yang, Baili Su, and the group of Holy Son and Holy Maiden candidates were all smart people.

"Don't worry, Brother Chen. You saved our lives. We know perfectly well what should and shouldn't be said, and what we did and didn't see!"

"Brother Chen, you overestimate us. You alone hold three Great Dao Immortal Artifacts. With your background, even if I had a hundred times the courage, I wouldn't dare offend you."

"Brother Chen, to be honest, I am both deaf and blind."

Wang Mingbai placed the large rock he had brought in before you, split it open with a palm strike, took out the Holy Son Token inside, and presented it to you with both hands.

"I have no way to repay your life-saving grace right now! Please accept this, Brother Chen. If I survive and return in the future, I will thank you with a heavy gift!"

As long as these people had a bit of conscience, they should be like Wang Mingbai and take this life-saving grace to heart.

In this way, wouldn't twenty connections be easily secured?

You found that you were completely self-taught in this aspect, as if you were born with a King of Connections trait.

You took the Holy Son Token.

"Sigh, now that we are trapped in a desperate situation, what use is this thing to me."

Saying that, you placed the Holy Son Token aside and let the Yayas take charge of guarding it.

"Speaking of which, Brother Wang, I didn't expect that even though your cultivation is at the bottom of our twenty people, you were the first to get the Holy Son Token."

Wang Mingbai smiled.

"Before the competition, I pulled some strings."

Long Yang, Baili Su, and the others immediately gritted their teeth.

"Wang Mingbai! You cheated! Did you bribe the examiners??"

Wang Mingbai blushed slightly.

You raised your hand and said.

"You don't understand. Bribing the examiners is also within the rules. Having the resources to bribe and getting away with it, how is that not a form of strength? The Holy Son the Holy Land needs is someone with the best overall ability, not just the best combat power."

Everyone was speechless.

Someone said pessimistically.

"We've fallen to this state now. Competing for the Holy Son title or whatever is completely meaningless..."

Wu Yue said.

"Spatial turbulence is extremely unstable. We can currently understand it as being in the crevices between countless void worlds. If a certain world creates a spatial rift due to some factors, we might fall out. So, as long as these two Great Dao Immortal Artifacts can hold up and not collapse in the spatial turbulence, we won't be trapped here forever."

Hearing this, Baili Su frowned and said.

"So even if we fall out, it might not be our original world?"

Long Yang sighed.

"Brother Baili, it's good enough if we can just get out. It's better than staying in this place for a lifetime. This place is too small; my divine sense can cover it all."

Wang Mingbai looked at Wu Yue with a red face.

"Staying here for a lifetime is pretty good too..."

Considering that you might have to stay in the Cauldron World for a long time,

You designated an area for everyone, telling them not to disturb each other unless there was an urgent matter, and to cultivate as they should.

The food in here was quite sufficient.

With Da Chun around, there was no need to worry about the cauldron's usual food reserves being insufficient.

However, with twenty people, just eating away the reserves wouldn't work.

So you also assigned them tasks; everyone was responsible for farming a plot of land.

Just like the last simulation when you were in the Demon Realm, you had to produce and consume within the Cauldron World. Otherwise, over time, the food reserves wouldn't hold out.

Asking these pampered young masters and young ladies to do farm work was not something they were good at.

You could only teach them hand in hand.

They didn't complain, because they also knew that if they didn't work, they would eventually starve to death.

Even if some people brought items like Fasting Pills in their storage spirit artifacts, there would come a day when they were all consumed.

Wu Yue was the fastest to learn farm work among everyone, as if she already knew how and was just reviewing it now; she got the hang of it immediately.

She herself was somewhat surprised.

"Why..."

You took the opportunity to say.

"Do you really not remember? Your origins?"

"I am an orphan picked up by the Holy Land. You know my origins?"

"How old were you when the Holy Land picked you up?"

"Two years old."

"Are you sure? Has anyone else seen the two-year-old you?"

"Of course. Many senior brothers and sisters on Divine Sword Island know."

You were bewildered.

Could it really just be that they look alike?

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