System's Super Sect-Chapter 643 - 640, the Thousand Mechanism Lake 200,000 miles away!
3, 2, 1!
The teleportation begins.
Bang!
Accompanied by a dull sound, a brilliant, rainbow-colored light suddenly descends from the sky.
"Let’s go in."
Wen Ping glanced at the three people beside him, pulling them out of their astonishment.
After Wen Ping stepped into the Teleportation Array, the Sect Elders and disciples regained their senses and hurriedly bowed to bid farewell.
"Sect Leader, safe travels."
"Sect Leader, come back soon."
...
Amidst the farewells, the rainbow light disappeared, and the four people in the Teleportation Array vanished with it.
Upon reopening his eyes, Wen Ping saw a completely different silver world.
In the sky, white snowflakes drifted gently.
Beside him, an endless lake emitted a cold mist like green smoke.
When the cold wind blew, a chill directly hit the heart. But due to possessing the Fire Spirit Body, this chill was nothing to Wen Ping. Similarly, for those like Huai Ye, wearing the Immortal Clear Wind Robe and possessing a Spirit Body, it was nothing as well.
The four of them stood at the edge of the lake, and in the opposite direction lay an equally endless white plain.
"It’s snowing!"
After all, Huai Ye was a girl, so upon seeing this scene, she was especially delighted.
Wen Ping looked up at the sky and couldn’t help but sigh. It’s still the hot season in East Lake.
"System, where are we now?"
Surrounded by beauty, it was also quite desolate.
Wen Ping needed to figure out where they were first.
"Located by Thousand Mechanism Lake, 200,000 miles from East Lake."
"200,000!"
To travel that distance by Flying Ship, even at cruising speed, would still take more than half a month of non-stop flying.
Then a pop-up appeared in front of Wen Ping, and the map of Thousand Mechanism Lake was displayed prominently.
With a quick glance, Wen Ping estimated that the area of Thousand Mechanism Lake was nearly five times that of Xuanse Lake. Simultaneously, the cities around Thousand Mechanism Lake were densely packed, and the map showed a major city almost every hundred miles.
While observing, a faint bell sound came from afar, sounding quite ethereal. In the midst of the wind and snow, bells were ringing.
"Sect Leader, look!"
Huai Ye and the others pointed toward the source of the bell sound as vehicle after vehicle of Beast Vehicles came toward them.
Focusing his gaze, Wen Ping noticed these Beast Vehicles lacked wheels, and beneath them was a metal plate. Perhaps tempered by the Vortex Divine Artisan, the metal plate hovered an inch above the snow.
As they spoke, a Beast Vehicle broke away from the long line and stopped in front of Wen Ping.
Thick wooden doors opened, and a gust of hot air came rushing out, instantly melting the falling snowflakes.
An older man wearing furry animal skins appeared at the door and asked, "Heading to Vast City?"
"No."
Under the gaze of Huai Ye and the others, Wen Ping shook his head.
The older man seemed unwilling to give up, continuing, "You’ve come this far, if not to Vast City, then where? The centennial festival begins in three days. If you continue walking, you’ll miss it. Get on the vehicle, and I’ll make sure you catch the opening, charging only one White Crystal for every two people!"
The older man assumed Wen Ping refused because he didn’t want to spend a White Crystal.
Upon hearing the older man’s words, Wen Ping chuckled, "Two people, one White Crystal..."
Hehe.
Really cheap.
Just catching a ride along the way—they were only a few hundred miles from Vast City.
A Flying Ship would cover that in an hour.
Unless he’s got an excess of White Crystal to waste, Wen Ping wouldn’t take this ride.
Experiencing life... he didn’t have the time for that now.
"It’s quite cheap. Once you’re on the vehicle, our convoy can ensure your safety. As we move along, there will be more people, which also means more trouble. You four, being so young, would definitely be prime targets for those who like to snatch things."
"There are people who like to snatch things?"
Wen Ping displayed a surprised expression.
The older man thought Wen Ping was frightened, so he quickly added, "Of course, after all, it’s the centennial event, people of all kinds gather, even rogue travelers will come. They’re the number one enemies of the Hundred Sects Alliance, bound to do these petty thefts and robberies."
However, Wen Ping directly refused.
"Then we’re not going!"
Joking aside, with people robbing, there’s no way they’d take the vehicle.
Just lacking White Crystal to buy Mirror-Breaking Pills, develop the sect strongly, and to plant the Undying Tree, this was an opportunity.
Just as the man said, they would indeed become the prime targets.
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing this, the older man was taken aback and was about to continue persuading when an urging voice came from within the vehicle.
No choice, the older man had to leave.
Once the older man left, Wen Ping said to the three people behind him, "Follow me and run toward Vast City."
"Yes, Sect Leader."
The three nodded and began running alongside Wen Ping.
The cold wind brushed past their ears, snowflakes landed on their shoulders, but Wen Ping’s racing objective remained steadfast.
As he ran, more and more convoys appeared beside him, and the Wing Race demon troops in the sky emerged in droves. The perception revealed a high number of Mountain Suppression Realm entities, far more striking than what was seen at East Lake.
Wen Ping estimated that within an hour, he had seen hundreds of Mountain Suppression Realm experts.
But of course, they were all at the Lower Realm of Mountain Suppression Realm.
Upon seeing Wen Ping and the others running, onlookers could not help but display puzzled looks, watching with an air of disbelief. No matter who it was, everyone was witnessing for the first time someone running to Vast City for the centennial event.
Meanwhile, on a small hill, several middle-aged men in furry clothing sat huddled around a bonfire.
The convoys passed them from a distance as if they hadn’t shown any interest.
However, upon Wen Ping’s approach, the three of them simultaneously stood up and reached for the knives by the campfire.
"They’re here!"
"I’ve seen people walking here, and I’ve seen individuals riding demons here, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone running."
"What a pity... after doing so many deals, this one might yield the least reward."
The three exchanged words, standing, awaiting Wen Ping’s arrival. To prevent Wen Ping from escaping, they instructed their demons to encircle from a distance, creating a pincer effect.
At this moment, seeing the three men holding knives from afar, Wen Ping thought: these should be the robbers.
Upon detecting perceptions, the strongest one among the three was only at the Divine Profound Upper Realm.
Just as Wen Ping was about to head straight towards the three, a Wing Race demon suddenly flew down from above, passing Wen Ping.
As it passed, a voice reached him, "There are robbers ahead."
Wen Ping noticed it was a woman in a blue dress.
Her figure promised danger.
With long flowing hair and a lingering fragrance wherever she went, combined with her kindness, Wen Ping, although not interested in romantic affairs, couldn’t help but admire such a woman.
As soon as the woman swept past Wen Ping and soared, the three middle-aged men became anxious.
"Who’s got the spare time for this?"
"Quickly circle around, this kid’s going to run!"
Being forewarned took them by surprise for the first time.
With the centennial festival about to begin, they intended to make as many deals as possible, unwilling to let any profit slip by regardless of the amount.
In an instant, the trio leaped from the hillside, treading through the snow towards Wen Ping and the others.
At top speed, they ran with the swiftness afforded by the Divine Profound Realm!
