Jiang Zuo had no desire to even speak with someone like him.

A piece of jade appeared in his hand. This was the Array Stone he had crafted overnight.

This person before him only had a Cultivation of 1.4. He wasn’t even worthy of Jiang Zuo making a move himself.

Just then, the man said angrily, "Did you hear me? Move it, you’re just a normal person..."

Then, the man suddenly froze. His eyes lost focus, and he raised a hand and began to repeatedly slap his own face.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry." He said "I’m sorry" with every slap.

The people nearby were a bit surprised. Jiang Zuo put away his item with a deadpan expression.

He then closed his eyes to continue resting. In reality, he hadn’t made a move at all; someone had done it for him.

"Hahaha, what do you think? Pretty amazing, right? My Nightmare Specialization is second to none. My left hand can grant you paradise, and my right can send you to Hell," Mo Yan laughed excitedly from the side.

Just then, Chi Xue Child and the others arrived.

Walking up to the man, Mo Yan sent him flying with a single kick.

’In her mind, she was practically doing a good deed and saving the guy.’

They walked over to Jiang Zuo, but seeing that he had no intention of acknowledging them, they didn’t know what to say.

Mo Yan looked around and saw there were no empty seats. With no other choice, she could only take out a table and chair set herself.

That’s how extravagantly you could act when you had a Spatial Treasure. Who could blame her when her master was rich and willing to spoil her (with anything but Spirit Stones)?

The table was placed right in front of Jiang Zuo, and Chi Xue Child and the others naturally sat down.

Blade Master Hai Bian said, "Isn’t this... a bit too ostentatious?"

He was a Loose Cultivator, and when he was out and about, he worried about being too high-profile. It was inevitable that you would attract troublesome people you couldn’t afford to provoke.

Chi Xue Child took out a few popsicles from somewhere on his person and placed them on the table. "It doesn’t matter. We’re not afraid of a fight, and we’re even less afraid of people holding a grudge."

Mo Yan brought out some fruit and said, "Exactly. The reputation of Demon Cultivator Mo Yan is quite famous. Anyone who dares to mess with me will have to think twice."

The name Demon Cultivator Mo Yan was indeed famous, something Blade Master Hai Bian was well aware of. After all, she had a good master.

However, after getting to know Mo Yan, Blade Master Hai Bian would subconsciously forget about that formerly famous Demon Cultivator Mo Yan.

The only one he could remember was this somewhat dense Fairy Mo Yan.

Liuyue Xue sat there coldly. Although she didn’t speak, she easily drew everyone’s gaze.

Meanwhile, Sweet Potato was also looking at the tabletop. It had discovered something that looked delicious.

It let out a "GAA" and jumped up, then circled the fruit Mo Yan had brought out, trying to see which one it liked to eat.

Seeing Sweet Potato jump up, Mo Yan exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Is this Sweet Potato?"

Sweet Potato glanced at Mo Yan. ’How does this person know my name?’ it wondered.

It then ignored her. It had seen these people before, so there shouldn’t be a problem.

After searching for a moment, it picked up a smaller apple and started gnawing on it. After a bite, Sweet Potato let out an excited "GAA!"

This was the most delicious apple it had ever eaten.

Then, hugging the apple, it called out to Jiang Zuo, "GAA, GAA, GAA."

Jiang Zuo glanced at Sweet Potato, then at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan immediately said, "They’re grown at Liuyue Xue’s House. One First-Grade Spirit Stone per pound. Her family’s retail store sells them. I picked this one directly from their orchard."

Jiang Zuo sighed. ’Can I even keep up this ’normal person’ act anymore?’ Moreover, these high-profile people had dragged him right into their mess.

Fortunately, he had already prepared for the worst-case scenario, so he wasn’t too bothered.

Then he closed his eyes again.

’Out of sight, out of mind. I’ll just pretend I’m the relative of some big shot.’

Seeing Jiang Zuo’s lack of reaction, Sweet Potato was especially disappointed. It decided to go discuss it with its mistress.

’If that doesn’t work, I’ll perform a backflip.’

Although the people nearby were also quite surprised, no one paid it much mind. This sort of thing really wasn’t that special.

What they cared about most was the name Demon Cultivator Mo Yan.

However, a few people did notice Jiang Zuo, such as the person who had initially come over to warn him, and the three people across from them who had told him to give up his seat.

As for the arrogant fellow who had acted out against Jiang Zuo, he was already foaming at the mouth in a corner. He probably wouldn’t get his chance to go to the Holy Land.

Soon, it was time to board. Mo Yan and the others put away their table and chairs, and Jiang Zuo opened his eyes and took Sweet Potato with him.

Sweet Potato was still carrying the apple it had gotten from Mo Yan. It was a little reluctant to eat it.

It hugged the apple, neither eating it nor letting it go.

Jiang Zuo chose to ignore this.

Afterward, Jiang Zuo arrived at the boarding gate, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw the "plane."

At first, he thought he would be riding a normal airplane, but when he saw it, he realized he had been too naive.

In his eyes, the current "plane" was oval-shaped. If he had to compare it to something, it was probably this era’s version of a UFO.

This thing was different from a "plane," but its function was the same. They were both vehicles for air travel.

It was just that this was a flight vehicle from the Cultivation system, or in other words, a Flying Magical Treasure.

As for what it used for propulsion, Jiang Zuo had no idea.

Although he was taken aback, Jiang Zuo’s face showed no expression. Besides, the surprise was only momentary; this kind of thing wasn’t actually that shocking to him.

Once he boarded the plane, Jiang Zuo found his corresponding seat. The area where he was seated was filled entirely with ordinary people.

’This way, there shouldn’t be any trouble.’

Jiang Zuo leaned against the window and looked outside, discovering numerous Runes on the Magical Treasure. The outermost layer consisted of concealment Runes.

Then, Jiang Zuo couldn’t help but shake his head. "It’s not perfect. It’s missing a few variations, and it will fail under certain specific conditions."

"What variations is it missing? Do you know a lot about planes, Mister?" a young girl’s voice sounded from beside Jiang Zuo.

Turning his head, Jiang Zuo saw a little girl sitting next to him. She looked to be about seven or eight years old and was quite cute.

Jiang Zuo shook his head. "It’s my first time flying, so I don’t know much about it."

Just then, a man next to the girl who was about to enter middle age asked, "Is this your first time going to Chuanhe Town, young man? Are you by yourself?"

Jiang Zuo nodded. "More or less. Someone on the inside helped me book the ticket."

The man nodded and didn’t say anything more, but inwardly he was very surprised.

Jiang Zuo’s words revealed something: for an outsider to get on the plane so easily could only mean that the person who bought his ticket had a very high status.

He, for example, couldn’t just buy a ticket for someone from the inside. Even if he bought it, they wouldn’t be able to get in.

If he wanted to bring someone in, he had to go through many procedures and even had to personally come out to escort them. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to get through the normal channels.

"Are you residents of Chuanhe Town?" Jiang Zuo asked.

The man nodded with a smile. "Yes, we live in the town year-round and rarely come out. We came out this time to make some purchases. I heard the Holy Land Ritual is taking place near the town, so we’re basking in some of the good fortune."

Jiang Zuo nodded. It seemed the town wasn’t as isolated as he had thought.

At that moment, the plane took off, ascending straight up with almost no turbulence.

’First time, not bad.’

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