The Celestial Wind was divided into five floors. The fourth floor was the workplace of the ship's crew. Passengers were not allowed to enter. The first two to three floors were for the passengers to live and move. The lower floors were the core of the ship's power. Rooms on the first, second, and third floors were also graded, and the higher the number of floors, the higher the price.

The fifth floor of the Celestial Wind was the smallest, but it also had several hundred square meters, which was only for the upper floors of the Celestial Wind. On the fifth stern of the ship, in a shabby room, the captain of the Immortal Wind, Luo Jianzheng, reported respectfully to an old man whose face was like a withered tree, "Old Xu, the sixth floating magic formation on the left side of the ship is slightly damaged. It has little effect!"

After a while, the old man raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Repair it as soon as possible. Don't let a small problem become a big problem!"

"Yes!" Luo Jian nodded, looking like he was about to say something.

The old man surnamed Xu said indifferently, "Do you want to ask about ghosts?"

Luo Jian hurriedly nodded and said, "That's right, there were no fewer than ten thousand ghosts that attacked the Immortal Wind. Fortunately, Old Xu deterred them!"

Elder Xu shook his head and said, "The Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron appeared. The three worlds met and chaos erupted. These are only the vanguard forces of the ghost race. It's not surprising that there are no General level experts. Only when the ghost race stabilizes in Guyuan Continent will the world's disputes truly begin!"

Luo Jian said with a serious expression, "So, the words' Nine Cauldrons Discovered, World Tribulation 'are true?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the Demon Realm should have arrived. It's just that I don't know where it collided with the Human Realm. If I were in the Nine Continents Continent, I would be very happy!" Elder Xu smiled mysteriously.

Luo Jian said nervously, "I hope not!"

Elder Xu glanced at Luo Jian with an indifferent expression and said indifferently, "Xiao Luo, those who are coming will always come. You can't worry too much. Someone will stand up when the sky falls!"

Although Luo Jian looked to be only forty or fifty years old, his actual age was already close to a hundred years old. His cultivation at the Golden Core Stage had given him three hundred years of longevity. Old Xu didn't call Luo Jianwei Xiao Luo because he wanted to. He was in his early Nascent Soul stage and was already over 200 years old. He was twice as big as Luo Jianwei. He was truly an old turtle. In theory, the lifespan of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was as long as 600 years. Therefore, even if this old turtle was unable to make a breakthrough, it still had more than 300 years to live.

Hearing this, Luo Jian was taught, "Elder Xu is right, the heavens naturally collapsed with a high head, making the kings of the nine continents feel a headache!"

The kings of the nine continents that Luo Jian spoke of were the nine continent masters of the nine continents. Everyone called them the nine kings. The nine continents were divided into nine continents: Chongming Island, Lianyue Continent, Xingchen Continent, Dashi Continent, You Ling Continent, Zhuri Continent, Lei Yu Continent, Bingyun Continent, and Eight Desolate Continents. Each of the nine continents had an area of more than ten million square kilometers, and the largest was even more than a hundred million square kilometers. It was not something comparable to a small place like the Guyuan Continent. The highest ruler of the nine continents was the head of the continent, collectively known as the Nine Kings.

The Immortal Cultivator Guild was the only organization that could contend against the Nine Kings. The Guild Leader was also a psychopath at the Concentration Stage. His Elders' Pavilion was filled with experts and countless loose cultivators supported him. They had branches in the nine continents. Their influence was no lower than the Nine Kings', and they were extremely wealthy. Elder Xu was a member of the Immortal Cultivation Guild's Elder Pavilion, and he was sent to the Immortal Wind Town this time.

"Even so, the news of the arrival of the Ghost Realm must be sent back as soon as possible!" Elder Xu said dryly.

Luo Jian nodded and said, "Don't worry, Elder Xu. The news has already spread. However, the Ghost Race will definitely bear the brunt of the Ghost Race's attack. Should our branch prepare to retreat?"

"There's no need to be anxious. It's impossible for the ghost race to launch an attack in the short term. Just send the news back. Don't worry about the rest. The Guild Leader and the Elders' Pavilion will deal with it!" Elder Xu said in a slightly reproachful tone.

Luo Jian's forehead was covered in sweat, and he nodded repeatedly to say yes.

"If you're fine, then leave!" Elder Xu closed his eyes, his old face like withered tree bark.

Luo Jianru was about to withdraw from the amnesty when Elder Xu said, "Pay attention to that interesting junior who boarded the ship today and find out his background!"

"Yes!" Luo Jian respectfully retreated and closed the door.

Elder Xu opened his eyes. Two terrifying lights flashed through his turbid eyes. He said to himself, "It's not surprising to be able to ride a sword a hundred meters away. You can do it with a strong enough divine sense. It's just flying in the sky. It's clearly only at the early Foundation Establishment stage. How did you do it? Interesting little fellow!"

"Bing'er, do you like Chu Jun?" Daoist Wenyue took Huang Bing to a secluded place and asked.

Huang Bing's heart tightened as she lowered her head and remained silent. Daoist Wenyue's expression sank as she shouted, "Answer truthfully!"

Huang Bing trembled for a moment and nodded nervously, "Disciple really likes Chu Jun!"

Adept Wenyue was surprisingly not angry. He nodded and said, "Chu Jun is indeed an amazing fellow. It's not surprising that you like him!"

Huang Bing looked at Daoist Wenyue in shock. She thought that the elders would be furious, but she didn't expect to say such a thing.

Daoist Wenyue's expression softened as she pulled Huang Bing's hand and said softly, "Bing'er, although Poverty Dao is at odds with Chu Jun, I can't deny that he is an outstanding man. He is completely worthy of Bing'er, but he already has Zhao Yu …!"

Huang Bing's pretty face immediately turned pale. She clenched her pink fist and nodded, "Elder, don't worry, this disciple won't be stubborn. Let him choose for himself. Since he chose Zhao Yu, then this disciple definitely won't have anything to do with him!" Although he said that, his heart was filled with pain and sadness.

Daoist Wenyue raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Are you confused?"

Huang Bing couldn't help but be shocked as she opened her small mouth and let out a soft cry. Daoist Wenyue angrily said, "In terms of appearance, you are not inferior to Zhao Yu. In terms of cultivation, you have even opened up Zhao Yu's avenue. What is worse than Zhao Yu? Why should you let her take back what you like?"

"Rob … rob …!" Huang Bing glanced at Daoist Wenyue, unable to turn her head.

Daoist Wenyue nodded and said, "Bing'er, you have always been arrogant and arrogant. You have to fight for first place when things happen. Why are you so confused this time? It is not easy for a woman to meet a man who is attractive all her life. How can she give him up so easily?"

Huang Bing gently bit her cherry lips and hesitated, "But he likes Zhao Yu so much that it's impossible for him to give up that she only likes me. Disciple will never share it with others. The man I like must love me wholeheartedly!"

Indeed, love was selfish, even if it was a shy duckling. Moreover, it was a beautiful woman like Huang Bing. In the past, she did not even know how many outstanding heroes pursued her. Now, it was undoubtedly harder for her to give up her arrogance and serve her husband with others than to ascend to the heavens.

"Who told you to share it with Zhao Yu? I told you to snatch Chu Jun over. Do you understand?" Daoist Wenyue said with hatred.

Huang Bing's face turned red, "Disciple doesn't know how to snatch it!"

Daoist Wenyue said with a saintly tone, "Bing'er, first of all, you have to put down your arrogance and reserved attitude and take the initiative to approach Chu Jun. Raising your airs will only push him into someone else's embrace!"

"I... What should I do?" Huang Bing said blankly.

Daoist Wenyue sighed inwardly. Huang Bing's weakness compared to Zhao Yu was that she did not understand gentleness. Men all liked gentle women. Zhao Yu happened to be Wen Wanwan, who was as gentle as Hua Jieyu. In addition, her appearance was not inferior to Bing'er's, so it was undoubtedly very difficult to snatch Chu Jun from her hands.

Daoist Wenyue hesitated for a moment and whispered a few words into Huang Bing's ear. Huang Bing's expression instantly turned fiery as she shook her head and said, "No, how can this be … disciple … disciple can't do it either!"

Daoist Wenyue's old face was also a little embarrassed. He coughed softly and said, "This is only a bad idea. First of all, let's proceed step by step. Try to get in touch with Chu Jun as much as possible. Dodging him will only make him lean closer to Zhao Yu, understand?"

Huang Bing could only nod her head. She was extremely unwilling and depressed in her heart. Why did she let herself chase after him? How irritating!

Daoist Wenyue couldn't help but sigh when she saw Huang Bing's expression. Right now, the Pavilion Master's life and death were unknown. Only he and Huang Bing were left in the Tenghuang Pavilion. Right now, she could only casually walk a few steps on the Immortal and meet a few Foundation Establishment cultivators. When she arrived at the new place, it would be difficult for her and Chu Jun to stand on their feet, let alone rebuild the mountain gate. That was why she had so actively encouraged Huang Bing to snatch Chu Jun over. Even if she could not snatch him over, she could still borrow Chu Jun's strength, right?

Daoist Wenyue's selfishness naturally didn't mean to say to Huang Bingming, Huang Bing wasn't stupid, Naturally, he could tell, However, she didn't try to break it. Furthermore, she really loved Chu Jun. She was inspired by Daoist Wenyue, so she really thought about it. She clenched her fist and secretly said, "That's right, why should I give it to her? I, Huang Bing, am inferior to her. I must snatch Chu Jun over … But no matter how much I snatch it, I won't do that … No, that will only make him look down on me!"

"This Elder saw Yun Chongzi just now. I wonder if the Pavilion Master and the others are still in his hands. I have to find out!" Daoist Wenyue suddenly gritted his teeth and said.

"Elder, don't be impulsive. You are not allowed to cause trouble on the Immortal Wind!" Huang Bing said in shock.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything rash!" Daoist Wenyue said with a serious face.

Huang Bing nodded, "Let's discuss with Chu Jun first. Someone from the Heaven Sect is also being held in the hands of the Lie Fa Sect!"

Daoist Wenyue smiled and said, "That's right, I'll leave this matter to you!"

Huang Bing understood what she meant, and her pretty face fainted. She sighed secretly, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Bing'er, I've wronged you!" Wen Yue Zhen said pitifully.

Huang Bing shook her head and said, "Disciple, go find him now!"

"En, go ahead and have a good chat!" Daoist Wenyue kindly smoothed Huang Bing's hair.

Huang Bing turned around and silently walked back. Suddenly, a blue shadow flashed in front of her. A handsome young master in blue stood in front of her and smiled gracefully, "I, Lee Feng Ling, greeted the girl!"

Huang Bing frowned slightly and coldly asked, "Is something the matter, sir?"

Young Master Feng Ling didn't mind. He just liked Huang Bing's ethereal arrogance. He said in a gentlemanly tone, "I take the liberty of recommending myself. May I invite Miss Huang Bing to visit the Immortal Wind?"