Sky Island Survival: I Have a Kunpeng Clone

He Chuan gripped the long sword.

The sword is long and narrow, with hidden cloud patterns, and it feels cool to the touch but not piercing.

Name: Flowing Cloud Sword

Level: LV5

Type: Weapon/Melee

Quality: Excellent (Green)

Attack power: 35-48

Effect: Lightweight. Reduces stamina consumption when swinging, and slightly increases attack speed.

Requirements: Agility ≥ 10, Strength ≥ 8

Comment: Please hold on tight. Chasing after a sword that you've flung away on a sea of ​​clouds is a required course for every swordsman.

He Chuan raised an eyebrow, carefully examining the Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand, and unconsciously twirled it with his sword.

Handsome!

Indeed, a long sword is something no man can resist.

Unfortunately, his current attributes are insufficient, and he doesn't know how to use a sword.

He Chuan simply put it back into its scabbard and set it aside.

Afterward, he tied up the leader of the Black Feathered Crows and threw him into a corner before he had a chance to observe the other Cloud Demons.

Apart from Yunzhi, who appeared exceptionally dignified as the leader, the other cloud demons perfectly matched the stereotypes described in the information.

Curious, unconventional, and unrestrained.

They floated around the Kunpeng, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise.

Wow! It's huge!

"Its wings look like clouds and mountains!"

"Will it eat us?"

Yunzhi looked at He Chuan with a slightly apologetic expression.

"Please forgive us, Your Excellency. The sisters have just embarked on their journey, so they are a bit impulsive."

He Chuan waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's fine this way."

For some reason, the sun rose back into the sky, though it seemed a bit shorter than the previous night.

He also noticed something amiss.

The weather, airflow, and time flow in the eternal sky do not seem to be completely uniform.

"He Chuan?"

Qin Ya walked out of the shed timidly, her face pale. She was stunned when she saw the scene outside.

A group of cloud demons, whose appearances surpassed his own, chattered incessantly around He Chuan, while He Chuan stood helplessly in the middle.

Upon seeing this, she raised an eyebrow, instinctively straightened her chest, and walked over.

He Chuan was dealing with the cloud demons whose attention had just shifted from Kunpeng.

"My benefactor, my benefactor, what's your name?"

"That fish is amazing! It's a behemoth!"

"Did you drive those bad guys away? That's amazing!"

He was surrounded by the sweet chirping of birds, their bodies almost touching his.

To be precise, it has already been posted.

The clouds and mist clung to the lower half of the body, leaving only the upper half surrounded by them.

Like a Stand user.

"Oh? Qin Ya? You're out?"

Taking advantage of a brief moment, He Chuan stepped back a few paces and began to introduce these "people" to her.

"Oh! These are cloud spirits. They plan to hitch a ride to Mo City and will stay here temporarily."

Before Qin Ya could say anything, Yun Zhi bowed and explained:

"My sisters and I won't go to the island; we'll just stay in the nearby sea of ​​clouds."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ya's tense expression relaxed a little, and a slight smile appeared on her face.

She walked a few steps to He Chuan's side, tugged at his clothes, and said nothing more.

He Chuan was stunned for a moment, his gaze briefly meeting between Yun Zhi and Qin Ya, not understanding what was going on.

Before the atmosphere started to turn sour.

Yunzhi looked at the other cloud demons and lightly scolded them, feigning anger:

"Everyone, disperse! Don't interfere with our benefactor's affairs!"

The cloud demons chuckled in response, reluctantly retreated, and then drifted towards the Kunpeng, trying to communicate with it in a flurry of chatter.

Kunpeng seemed to have a good impression of the group of cloud demons, responding with a low hum.

It would also use air currents to carry a few mischievous cloud spirits, making them fly up and down and play.

Yunzhi watched this scene, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said to He Chuan:

"It seems the sisters really enjoy this place. However, we won't take advantage of you for nothing; we do have some skills of our own."

As she spoke, she waved her hand lightly, and a pure white cloud separated from her fingertips and floated onto Qin Ya.

It fell slowly, like cotton, enveloping her.

Qin Ya was taken aback, and tried to pull away, but found she couldn't get rid of it.

Then, with a thought, the white clouds gradually began to change shape.

In no time, the white clouds transformed into a brand new white suit.

Similar to the previous dress styles.

However, it needs to be even sexier.

The fitted cut accentuates the figure, and the skirt hem reveals the calves just right.

The neckline was slightly lowered, revealing her alluring collarbone and a hint of cleavage.

The cuffs are fitted to fit the wrists, adding a touch of sophistication.

A thin belt was tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist that could be encircled by one hand.

This also makes the overall design more refined and stylish.

Qin Ya's face instantly turned red, and she bit her lip and glared at Yun Zhi.

The latter covered his mouth and chuckled, a sly glint in his eyes.

"This is one of our cloud spirits' abilities—the ability to transform clouds into usable fabric. Of course, some special ones can even change their shape according to their own will."

As she spoke, she waved her finger again, and a cloud of white clouds gathered.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a men's trench coat and was presented to He Chuan.

The trench coat has a slim fit and smooth lines, and the shoulder design perfectly accentuates He Chuan's handsome figure.

The cuffs and hem are decorated with subtle pleats, adding a sense of layering and style.

He Chuan raised an eyebrow, and without any hesitation, took the trench coat and put it on.

Instantly, his entire demeanor became more composed and dignified.

He enjoyed the comfort of the trench coat.

He couldn't help but feel more admiration for the cloud demon's abilities.

This is practically a high-level magic-type tailor.

No wonder so many forces want Cloud Demons; they make clothes day and night and still make a fortune.

"That's fine. You and the other cloud spirits can just stay around Cai Cai. As for the work, it's not mandatory."

He Chuan clapped his hands, thus defining the nature of the matter.

Qin Ya tugged at her tight clothes, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Yunzhi, being quite sensible, went to call back the cloud spirits who were already having too much fun.

The matter was now settled.

He Chuan shifted his attention to the Black-feathered Crow leader at his feet.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of air carrying clouds sprayed onto his face.

"Cough cough! Uh..."

The leader jolted awake, realizing he was tightly bound and surrounded by unfamiliar surroundings, and immediately looked terrified.

"What do you want? I'm from the Black Feather Raven tribe!"

He roared, his voice filled with bluster but his heart was filled with fear.

He Chuan crouched down and gently patted his cheek with the scabbard of his sword, his tone calm:

"Black-feathered raven is something special? Now it's my turn to ask and you answer. A good answer might save your life. A bad answer..."

The leader shuddered, recalling the bizarre methods they had used before.

"You, please ask!"

"What's been going on with your Black Feather Raven tribe lately?"

He Chuan cut straight to the heart of the matter.

Based on the information from Yunzhi and Mojiu.

Black Raven was relatively normal before; although he was crazy, he wasn't particularly radical.

However, recently they have completely changed, going on a rampage to plunder and attack other forces and strongholds.

This point in time marks the large-scale appearance of Blue Realm people in the Eternal Void.

There must be a connection between the two.

The henchman's eyes darted around, and he stammered. He Chuan flicked his wrist, and the Flowing Cloud Sword was drawn half an inch from its sheath, its cold light reflecting off his neck.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" the underling screamed in terror. "It's the High Priest! The High Priest said he received divine revelation and is going to hold a grand sacrifice. He needs a massive amount of offerings and empty crystals as an energy source!"

Sacrifice?

He Chuan frowned slightly; this didn't sound like good news.

"When will the sacrifice be held? Where will it be held? How many offerings are needed?"

"I don't know the exact time; only the higher-ups know. The location should be in the Holy Land, the 'Crow Bone Mountain' Sky Island Group."

To save his own life, the low-level leader told everything he knew.

"How many people are there?"

"Ten, one hundred thousand!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ya felt a chill run down her spine.

100,000!

Given the large-scale offerings made by the Blue Realm people, it's likely that more than half of the sacrifices are made from their own kind.

He Chuan pondered for a moment, then continued to ask:

"Has your tribe recently had any contact with a Blue Realm person named 'Bai Le'?"

When he uttered the name, a very subtle fluctuation appeared on his face, a rare occurrence.

The foreman paused for a moment, tried hard to recall, and then shook his head:

"Bai Le? Never heard of him. The tribe has captured quite a few Blue Realm people, but I really don't know if there's anyone with that name."

He Chuan stared intently into his eyes, confirming that he didn't seem to be lying. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he didn't show it.

The interrogation is over.

Just as the leader realized he had survived.

A gust of wind swept him into the air, where he fell into the sea of ​​clouds.

He looked in that direction and fell into deep thought.

That guy, please don't die before you run into me!