Chapter 4: The Talent of Genius (1)

  He watched as Zi Feng's figure gradually disappeared from view. Chang Sheng clenched his fists, making a silent vow: "From now on, I will absolutely seize every opportunity to become stronger that is within my reach. I will not let Father and Uncle Zi Feng down!"

  As the sky gradually darkened, Wang Zhanglao came to Changsheng's residence and took him out of the Fire Cloud Refining Peak's guest quarters with a resolute expression.

  Arriving at an empty space, only to see the top of Wang's head suddenly flying out a fiery red small sword. Afterwards, under Changsheng's shocked gaze, it gradually grew larger, until it became a three-foot-long sword floating in mid-air before stopping.

  Chang Sheng's eyes became extremely hot, was this the spiritual flying sword that Father had mentioned?! Although Chang Sheng had been accompanied by illness since he was a child and his weak body made it impossible to cultivate, he had heard his father, Chang Hongzhi, talk about some things related to cultivators. Among them was this kind of spiritual flying sword that could be absorbed into the body. At that time, when Father mentioned the spiritual flying sword, Chang Sheng clearly saw the longing in his eyes.

  Wang Zhanglao waved his hand, and Changsheng only felt a gentle force supporting his slender body, slowly floating up, and finally landing on the flying sword. Then a faint flame-colored light enveloped Changsheng, stabilizing his body.

  Before Changsheng could react, Wang Zhanglao flew up with his flying sword and headed towards the massive mountain peak in the east. The whirlwind generated by the rapid ascent was blocked by the layer of red and green light outside, and Changsheng inside didn't feel a single breeze.

  Looking down at the houses getting smaller and smaller, the surrounding scenery gradually becoming blurred. Chang Sheng knew that this was because the flying sword was slowly rising and accelerating! Flying thousands of meters high in the sky, Chang Sheng not only didn't panic, but instead curiously looked at the sparkling flying sword under his feet, thinking to himself that he was soaring through the sky, excitedly wanting to shout loudly!

  Although he finally held back, his excited mood made his face flush. Every move of Changsheng was in the eyes of Wang Lao. Seeing Changsheng trying to control his emotions and leading to shortness of breath and a red face, he couldn't help but nod secretly.

  Mountains and rivers flashed by underfoot, gradually approaching the giant peak over 10,000 meters high in the east. From a distance, only this giant peak was seen piercing through the clouds, but when flying close, Changsheng saw that on this giant peak, there was another vast platform at an altitude of thousands of meters, with a huge palace on it. Outside the palace was a primitive forest, and the sound of mountain springs echoed, like a fairyland.

  And on this platform, every kilometer there is a platform. Only each platform no longer has a palace, but is occupied by pavilions, caves, forests and mountain springs. At first glance, the giant peak under the clouds actually has eight identical platforms.

  How much manpower, material resources and financial resources are needed to excavate such a magnificent building?! At this moment, Changsheng had a preliminary understanding of Huoyun Sect.