My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

117. Ambitious but incompetent

Xu Yan knew very well that, in terms of range, power, and accuracy, his rudimentary humanoid electromagnetic cannon was far inferior to an electromagnetic rifle.

Not to mention that the pole he was holding was an extended version.

There is still a long way to go before electromagnetic rifles can be phased out.

There is a long way to go!

However, Xu Yan still refused to stop there and continued to try the fifth and seventh rings, but they all flew out of his divine sense in an instant. He couldn't see any change in power at all, and continuing to increase the number of lightning rings was completely meaningless!

Unable to continue researching the electromagnetic railgun, Xu Yan began to explore other avenues.

Previously, due to insufficient cultivation, my control over the Inkfall Sword was always lacking. Now, I can take it out and use the sword technique as the main method, supplemented by the Thunder-Capturing Hand, to re-comprehend and experience a new way of controlling the sword.

For a moment, Mo Yun flew up and down, left and right, and when he could control it with his sword technique, he did so; when he couldn't, he would grab it with his Thunder-Capturing Hand.

How so?

My control is indeed much stronger than before I reached the Foundation Establishment stage, but as my cultivation level has increased, so has my sword-riding speed. I still can't control it at will.

On a sudden impulse, he recklessly took out the tungsten steel sword and attempted to control it with the Thunder-Capturing Hand technique.

As a result of carelessness, the heavy sword fell off and its blade easily pierced through the ship's plank.

It was unclear which energy circuit this sword strike had disrupted, but the flying boat immediately went out of control and plummeted straight to the ground.

Holy crap!

That's why they say, the cunning of a bad person is no match for the quick thinking of a fool. To crash your own spaceship is truly the height of stupidity!

Luckily, no one saw it!

Xu Yan flew up on his sword, watching helplessly as the flying boat crashed into pieces.

He couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. Then he remembered that he was missing a flying sword, so he retrieved a map from his mind and studied it for a moment. He then took another flying boat and headed to the nearest immortal residence.

Flying boats are very common, and Xu Yan has quite a few in stock, so he doesn't care about losing one or two.

After some twists and turns, he finally gave up his reckless attempt and took out the blood bead to continue refining it.

Before they knew it, it was already afternoon of the next day. Xu Yan suddenly noticed that a number of cultivators had gathered on a flattened mountaintop to his side, along with some shops of all sizes, which were scattered haphazardly in the open space.

It looks like a small market town, but on the map it's just an unnamed hill with no market town or village in sight.

Xu Yan immediately became alert and maneuvered the airship to change direction, intending to go around it from a distance.

Unexpectedly, two sword lights suddenly flew out from the side and behind, and a voice came from afar, "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

Xu Yan frowned, almost slashing at him with his sword.

That statement comes with a Heavenly Dao-level buff; can't you shout it at someone else instead?

He ignored the other person and continued on his way.

However, the flying boat was slow and was quickly overtaken by the sword light.

Without a word, Xu Yan drew his Smoke Shadow Sword, his tone harsh and menacing: "What do you want?"

The sword light stopped, revealing a male and a female figure.

The man cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you also here at the invitation of the Seven Heroes of Nanshan?"

Xu Yan asked expressionlessly, "Which mountain is Nanshan? And who are the Seven Heroes?"

The male cultivator maintained his smile: "It's better to meet by chance than to invite someone. How about I treat you to a meal at the Immortal Pavilion?"

Immortal Abode?

Xu Yan sneered: "I haven't seen any Immortal Pavilion."

Having said that, he turned to leave, but the man stopped the flying boat again: "Fellow Daoist, why are you so unapproachable? The Seven Heroes of Nanshan are renowned far and wide; surely you are aware of that?"

Xu Yan's expression grew even colder, and with a flick of his finger, the Smoke Shadow Sword emitted a clear, resonant sword cry: "I said, no, we don't need it!"

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!" The male cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he unexpectedly drew his sword first.

Instead of getting angry, Xu Yan laughed, and his Smoke Shadow Sword transformed into a wisp of smoke, heading straight for his opponent.

The female cultivator immediately drew her sword and stood in front of the male cultivator.

Xu Yan added a bit more force, and the Smoke Shadow Sword enveloped the two of them. They immediately felt as if they had fallen into a quagmire, and their movements all slowed down.

Xu Yan then used the Thunder-Capturing Hand to grab the enemy's flying sword. The sword immediately tilted to one side, and no matter how hard the male cultivator tried, the sword could not escape from Xu Yan's palm.

The two adulterers were immediately taken aback.

When the two saw Xu Yan navigating the boat, they thought they had encountered an easy target, but when they started fighting, they realized they had met a tough opponent.

The male cultivator, quite straightforward, immediately retorted, "You're too kind to hold a grudge, I was blind to your greatness..."

Xu Yan had no time for arguing with him. He took out his tungsten steel heavy sword, knocked the two unconscious, stuffed them into the boat, and sailed away.

Seeing the two sides start fighting, several sword lights appeared around them. However, seeing that Xu Yan had captured the two in one move, those sword lights either fell back or quickly turned around and pretended to be uninvolved. None of them dared to rush up to save the people.

A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall; would rushing in be courting death?

Xu Yan was straightforward and unceremonious. He ransacked the prisoners, snatched a jade belt buckle from the male cultivator, and took a gilded hairpin from the female cultivator's head. He then forced the two to release their restraints and accepted their spatial magic treasures.

Upon opening it and taking a look, I was immediately overjoyed.

No wonder he runs a business with no initial investment; he's incredibly wealthy.

Considering their significant contributions, Xu Yan spared their lives, merely breaking their dantian and crippling their cultivation before throwing them out of the boat.

If they die from the fall, that's bad luck; if they don't, that's fortunate.

Adhering to the principle of eradicating evil completely, Xu Yan took out a sniper cannon and dealt with the escapees one by one, and also acquired two spatial magic treasures.

However, Xu Yan never expected that this was just the beginning. In the following days, he was robbed twice more!

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Is Bichen Immortal Pavilion really this chaotic?"

This immortal residence is the largest within a radius of thousands of miles. Leaving aside the security situation inside the residence, the safety outside the residence is really not good.

The flying boat arrived at the Immortal Palace.

Although it cannot compare to the extreme luxury of Yuanji Immortal Workshop, it still occupies a large area with crisscrossing roads and countless cultivators coming and going. At first glance, it is even more prosperous than Yuanji Immortal Workshop.

Xu Yan put away the flying boat, flew down to the Immortal Market on his sword, found a restaurant, ate something, and after getting the information he wanted, he arrived outside a four-story pavilion.

The building was magnificent and imposing.

A plaque hangs high above the main entrance: Wanbaolou!

Xu Yan's eyes twitched. Could this building have started out selling cigarettes?

Upon closer inspection, each floor of the building had its own independent exit. Some cultivators walked in, while others went directly to different floors, making the distinctions quite clear.

As Xu Yan strolled into the building, he proactively revealed his cultivation level. Immediately, a cultivator of the same Foundation Establishment realm approached him: "Greetings, fellow Daoist. I am Wu Hong, serving as a steward of this building. May I ask what you require?"

Xu Yan returned the greeting politely: "I am planning to buy a flying sword, preferably one that is fast and suitable for flying on a sword. I would appreciate it if you could recommend one."

"Of course, of course!" Wu Hong stepped aside and gestured for them to come upstairs for tea, fellow Daoist!