Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1301 703: Sky Sea Divine Ship, Reunion with Han Wu (Part 2)

The resources required for a single "reverse" transmission are incredibly vast, a scale that would deter ninety-nine percent of individuals.

Zhao Sheng entered the Golden Star Domain's entrance, traversing a lengthy corridor before the vista dramatically expanded. A hall, three hundred feet in both length and width, materialized before him.

This spacious hall was furnished with numerous jade tables and cushions. Already, a considerable number of people occupied the cushions, while a dozen cultivators from the trading house stood at the entrance, extending greetings to arriving guests.

Upon Zhao Sheng's arrival, a trading house cultivator immediately approached, clasping his hands. "Senior," he inquired, "do you intend to journey to the Lower Realm aboard the Sky Sea Divine Ship?"

"Indeed," Zhao Sheng confirmed with a nod.

He had intentionally suppressed his cultivation to the Divinity Transformation level, wishing to avoid drawing undue attention.

"Senior has chosen an opportune moment," the individual stated with a smile. "This journey's Sky Sea Divine Ship is scheduled for departure in three months. Ticket prices are quite reasonable: merely a hundred Top-grade Spirit Stones or three Mystic Crystal Origin Stones. Naturally, this covers only a one-way trip; a round-trip ticket would double the cost."

"Oh, that is certainly not expensive," Zhao Sheng remarked indifferently, nodding at the information.

"Fellow Daoist, hold off on purchasing your ticket for a moment. Would you be interested in collaborating with us to acquire a shared ticket? We could divide the cost among several individuals, thereby saving a substantial amount of Spirit Stones."

At that instant, a voice emerged from the side as three cultivators drew near.

All three possessed cultivation at the Divinity Transformation Realm. Their leader was an elderly man in a gray robe, his face wreathed in smiles.

Among the other two was a young man in a white robe, distinguished by his handsome features and the folding fan he carried, exuding an air of carefree liberation.

Accompanying the white-robed youth was a woman in a green dress, her figure voluptuous and her beauty striking.

When Zhao Sheng's gaze fell upon the trio, it lingered on the white-robed youth for an extended period, refusing to shift.

The reason was singular: the person's visage grew increasingly familiar, their bearing gradually aligning with that of a former acquaintance.

This individual had shared a connection with him in a previous life—not quite friends, yet definitely not strangers. In that past life, he had personally dispatched this person to the Da Chun Realm. While the act was somewhat exploitative, it simultaneously afforded the individual broader opportunities.

The person currently before him was none other than the enigmatic Po Wu Han, also known as Han Wu. He was a cultivator of the Demon Path, renowned for mastering the Shrinking Earth into an Inch Divine Power.

Remarkably, since their separation in that past life, at least five to six millennia had elapsed until this very day.

Given Han Wu's continued existence, his cultivation must have progressed to the Returning to Void stage; otherwise, his life span would have expired, leading to his demise while seated in meditation.

Observing him now, his aura seemed to be at the Divinity Transformation Realm, suggesting he, like Zhao Sheng, was concealing his true cultivation.

Noticing Zhao Sheng's prolonged stare, the white-robed youth raised an eyebrow, a sinister smile gracing his lips.

"A shared ticket? What exactly is that?" Zhao Sheng inquired casually, his expression immediately reverting to normal as he observed the youth.

"Fellow Daoist may be unaware," the gray-robed old man explained with a smile, "the Sky Sea Divine Ship's cabins are categorized into Blessed Land, Spirit Room, and Shared. A Blessed Land-level cabin ticket costs three hundred Top-grade Spirit Stones, a Spirit Room two hundred, while a Shared cabin ticket requires only a hundred Top-grade Spirit Stones. If the four of us collectively purchase a shared ticket, though it might be a bit crowded, it saves a considerable amount of Top-grade Spirit Stones. What say you, Fellow Daoist?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng cast a glance at the nearby trading house cultivator, who remained silently at his post, refraining from interfering with the old man's solicitation.

"Very well! As you wish, feel free to ask," Zhao Sheng's eyes gleamed as he unexpectedly agreed with alacrity.

A joyful expression spread across the gray-robed old man's face, and he promptly introduced his two companions to Zhao Sheng.

The white-robed youth introduced himself as Han Wu, specifying the "Wu" as in martial arts, yet the pronunciation coincidentally matched that of the number five, further solidifying Zhao Sheng's suspicions.

Zhao Sheng nodded in greeting to the pair, then briefly introduced himself as Zhao Xi, stating his purpose was to return to his hometown in the Da Chun Realm.

"Haha, what a remarkable coincidence! Fellow Daoist Han is also returning to the Da Chun Realm. Your destinations are identical. I am truly envious!" The gray-robed old man's expression momentarily froze before he burst into hearty laughter.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Han also originates from the Da Chun Realm?" Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered, feigning curiosity.

The white-robed youth smiled. "Indeed! I was fortunate enough to ascend from the Da Chun Realm to the Spirit Realm. Over the years, I've squandered a thousand years of my life. Now, overcome by homesickness, I eagerly anticipate revisiting my homeland."

As Zhao Sheng engaged in polite conversation and pleasantries with the trio, he meticulously observed the white-robed youth's expressions and gestures.

Han Wu surely harbored no notion of encountering his "adversary" from so long ago, now standing directly before him.

Even if Zhao Sheng were to openly reveal his identity, the other party would likely dismiss it as unbelievable.

The gray-robed old man guided the three to the trading house manager, successfully securing a shared ticket.

Following this, the four proceeded to a designated lounge, patiently awaiting the Sky Sea Divine Ship's departure.

Three months elapsed in a blur.

With Zhao Sheng's deliberate efforts to foster familiarity, he and Han Wu gradually became acquainted, often engaging in animated discussions.

Finally, the day of departure arrived.

Streaks of tunneling light ascended from various parts of the city, converging upon a vast platform, several hundred acres in size, situated atop the Thousand Layer Cloud Tower.

At the platform's core rested a colossal, disc-shaped vessel, three to four hundred feet in diameter. It was entirely silver-white and polished to a mirror-like sheen, resembling an immense, seamless metallic sphere.

The Sky Sea Divine Ship possessed an egg-like form, its surface emitting a faint white radiance. An endless array of intricate runes, akin to Immortal Seals, adorned it. These runes collectively formed numerous Rune River Array Diagrams, presenting an exceedingly mystical spectacle.

"This is indeed the Sky Sea Divine Ship; it is truly extraordinary," Zhao Sheng exclaimed, unable to suppress his admiration as he observed the Rune River Array Diagrams.

"The Sky Sea Divine Ship, being a masterpiece from the Liangtian Lineage, is naturally exceptional," the white-robed youth Han Wu interjected suddenly, his words imbued with profound meaning.

"Oh, so the Divine Ship was crafted by the Liangtian Lineage? It seems the Sky Sea Family's foundations run deep," the gray-robed old man remarked, visibly shocked and displaying a highly surprised expression upon hearing this.

The woman in the green dress subtly glanced at Han Wu, her eyes shimmering like disturbed water.

Soon, the Sky Sea Divine Ship opened a passageway portal. Everyone ascended into the air, flying into the portal.

Zhao Sheng and the others, interspersed within the tunneling light, slowly entered the ship. Following the internal passage, they soon arrived before a cabin on the eighth layer.

Internally, the Sky Sea Divine Ship was divided into ten layers: the top three layers comprised Blessed Land cabins, layers four to six were Spirit Room cabins, and layers seven to ten housed Shared cabins.

The cabins on the last four layers were partitioned into various sizes, maximizing the available space.

Following the ticket instructions, Zhao Sheng and the others swiftly entered the cabin. It was a quiet room, nearly ten feet in both length and width. Aside from several cushions on the floor, it was empty. The surrounding walls were veiled by a faint Barrier, emitting a gentle white light.

Fortunately, none of them were individuals overly concerned with external comforts. After closing the door, each found a cushion and settled down.

"The space is somewhat confined, but let's make do for now," the gray-robed old man said with a smile.

Both the white-robed youth and the lady in the green dress subtly frowned upon observing the cramped conditions.

"Since we are here, let us be at peace! Consider it a form of cultivation; endure a little, and it will soon be over."

With these words, Zhao Sheng shook his head, walked to a cushion, settled comfortably, and quietly closed his eyes to rest.

Han Wu suddenly smiled, descending to the cushion beside him. He quickly adopted Zhao Sheng's posture, beginning to meditate with closed eyes.

The other two followed suit, and silence soon enveloped the cabin.

Before long, the Sky Sea Divine Ship rumbled, lifted into the air, and instantly transformed into a white stream of light, shooting into the skies with lightning speed.

Below, Wan Jie City vanished into the depths of the Cloud Sea, while the Star Realm above rapidly approached; the Sky Sea Divine Ship's velocity was astonishingly swift.

Within a brief moment, the Void Realm Ship traversed millions of miles across the Azure Netherworld, reaching the boundary membrane's edge, entirely encompassed by the Celestial Star Battle Formation's protective coverage.

At this juncture, an unimaginably colossal power descended upon the Sky Sea Divine Ship, which was suddenly enveloped in a layer of starlight.

At this juncture, an unimaginably colossal power descended upon the Sky Sea Divine Ship, which was suddenly enveloped in a layer of starlight.

As the light surged skyward, the Sky Sea Divine Ship abruptly vanished without a trace.