Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 220 - 127: Suppressing Demons

Fan Wubing and his two companions had truly embarked on their journey to Changsheng Continent.

The Dragon Soaring Armor Type was the largest flying ship Fan Wubing had ever seen in reality. It was even larger than the Great Li Flying Ship that Ye Yixian had previously boarded. Of course, for a commercial flying ship, being large is normal, as it means accommodating more passengers.

The passengers who could afford to board the Dragon Soaring Armor Type were either affluent by birth or personally capable.

Upon boarding, Fan Wubing released the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to sense their auras.

The majority were in the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment to Early Stage of Golden Core.

There were some in the Qi Refining Realm, but not many, and they were mostly from wealthy backgrounds, protected by several high-level cultivators.

Then there were the Nascent Souls, around a few dozen of them.

This somewhat surprised Fan Wubing. To see dozens of Nascent Souls gathered in one place, in the Little South Continent, was only possible in such scenarios; otherwise, it would be rare to see so many at once.

As for those in the Fetal Movement Realm, there were about a dozen.

Fan Wubing could no longer sense those at higher levels.

Apart from the passengers, the escort team on this Dragon Soaring Armor Type was exceptionally luxurious. In addition to three small escort flying ships, there were eight with particularly steady auras in the Fetal Movement Realm, and twenty-four in the Late Stage of Nascent Soul. There was also one person whose true nature could not be discerned even by Fan Wubing’s Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill.

Such an escort team indeed justified the expensive ticket prices.

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"Dear passengers, this flying ship was crafted by the ’Changle Workshop’ of the Mo Family in Changsheng Continent, and is a ’Dragon Soaring Armor Type’. Departing from Wangbei City in Little South Continent, it is expected to arrive at Wangnan City in the Great Li Dynasty, Changsheng Continent, in thirty-four days. We wish you all a safe and fulfilling journey."

As the resonant and all-encompassing voice of the ship’s helmsman echoed in every corner, the thirty-four-day journey began.

Thirty-four days... it was indeed a long journey.

Therefore, Fan Wubing did not hesitate and directly rented a small detached courtyard.

The Dragon Soaring Armor Type flying ship was enormous, well-equipped.

Unlike traditional flying ships with "cabin structures," the Dragon Soaring Armor Type resembled a small mobile city enveloped in a flying ship’s shell. The framework was fine-tuned so well that no bumps could be felt inside, as if it were on flat ground.

Everything one could enjoy in a regular city was available here. And those amenities like "Cultivation Grotto Heaven," not available in ordinary cities, were here too. In terms of "additional expenses," the Dragon Soaring Armor Type pushed the envelope to the extreme, offering everything in clothing, food, accommodation, entertainment.

Fan Wubing’s rented small courtyard was not large, about the size of two rooms, with two floors, accommodating four people, and came with a small garden. It was considered excellent accommodation on the Dragon Soaring Armor Type.

The expense was not small, with a daily rent of ten middle-grade Spirit Stones. For the entire trip, it would cost more than three hundred middle-grade Spirit Stones.

Such expenses were truly not something ordinary cultivators could afford.

Many on board had spent all their savings on a single ticket. They carried their dreams, leaving Little South Continent, striving in the broader, more vast Changsheng Continent, seeking opportunities and immortal destinies, fighting with people, contending with nature.

This world never lacked people with grand ambitions. Yet, most are just a part of the ordinary crowd.

People like Fan Wubing, coming from significant sects and having accumulated considerable resources, were rare. If not for previously killing Cheng Yingwu in the Fetal Movement Realm and obtaining his Qiankun Bag, and being given financial support by the Sect Leader with personal intentions, he would have had to consider if he could afford such expenditures.

Fortunately, the services paid for were genuine and reliable.

The small courtyard also came with an attendant. Anything needed was conveyed to the attendant, who would arrange it properly.

Overall, it was very worry-free.

"Aren’t we being too indulgent..." The Little Princess said as she finished a piece of pastry and took a sip of tea, looking at Fan Wubing.

In the courtyard of the small dwelling, the three of them gathered around a stove brewing tea.

Xianchan was sitting on Fan Wubing’s lap, cheeks puffed round, mouth stuffed full of pastries like a hamster.

"Eat slowly," Fan Wubing said, then turned to Fu Manman, "After rushing for half a year, let’s take a break."

Fu Manman stared intently at Xianchan sitting on his lap, "So nice."

"What’s so nice?"

"It’s nice being a child. Clingy and carefree."

"Are you jealous?"

"I’m not envious of a child. Just admiring, admiring her carefree nature."

Fan Wubing laughed, "Aren’t you always wishing to grow up quickly, now you’re envying a child."

"It’s different. Hmm... I feel..." Fu Manman looked at him and Xianchan, "You two look like a father and daughter."

"I’m only fifteen."

"You’re fifteen, but you seem twenty-something. She looks nine or ten but acts no more than three or four. Isn’t that the typical father-daughter age gap in most families?"

"I suppose that’s true."

Fu Manman mused, "I still find it strange. You know she’s... quite unusual. Yet you still bring her along, haven’t you considered any trouble?"

"Yes, trouble. But if small troubles can solve big troubles, they’re naturally not unwelcome."

"Big troubles?"

"Don’t ask. It’s unrelated to you."

"Eh..." Fu Manman was not very happy. She felt there was an invisible, untouchable, and uncrossable barrier between her and Fan Wubing.

The attendant Asaka returned from outside.

She brought relatively urgent news, "Young Master, there is an important message to report."