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Chapter 88 Ascending Mount Hua to Witness the Sword Debate

"Put wheels on it!"

Huang Rong pulled Zhou Ye's left hand, Yao Yue pulled his right hand, Lian Xing pulled his left leg, and Wan Wan pulled his right leg. Dai Qisi covered her mouth, and Wu Qing covered her eyes. Fu Jun and Huang Xuemei exchanged a glance and then grabbed Zhou Ye's belt together.

Huang Rong smiled at Feng Asan and said, "Senior Feng, please don't be angry. My big, silly guy ate some poisonous mushrooms and went crazy. We'll take him back right away!"

All those pulling him along were his women. Zhou Ye couldn't hurt them, so he could only let them lead him away.

Back in the room, the women were all red with anger: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​putting wheels on a big ship?"

"Do you really have to take a boat?"

Zhou Ye looked indignant: "The boat has been around for years. I don't feel right if I don't use it to go out. At most, just put two rows of wheels on it and turn it into a land-based boat!"

Huang Rong was stunned at first, then jumped into his arms in anger. Zhou Ye had to wrap his arms around her to prevent her from falling.

Huang Rong tapped the foolish man's forehead with her finger: "Are you stupid? Are you stupid?! Huh? Putting wheels on a big ship? Do you want our family to be laughed at by outsiders? Stop thinking about it. This time, we'll travel by carriage, not by boat! And even if you put wheels on a big ship, can you sail it all the way to Mount Hua?"

I can————

With the anti-gravity effect of the Heavy Fruit, the large ship wouldn't even need wheels, but Zhou Ye didn't want to reveal this ability now.

It's not for any other reason than not wanting to put too much pressure on women and their families.

Over the years, their strength has grown stronger and stronger, and the rewards from the system have become increasingly strange in their eyes, which has put more and more pressure on them. Even Lianxing, who has a salty personality, has to work hard and follow her sister closely to cultivate the Mingyu Skill to the tenth level of perfection.

Even so, she still couldn't resist that stinky man—

Zhou Ye understood all this. If he were to reveal his newfound abilities, the women would feel even more pressure. So, it was time to explore those unexplored places.

Heavenly Frost Fist, Wind God Leg, and Cloud Dispelling Palm—these three martial arts can be considered divine skills. No one in the family is capable of practicing them, mainly because their cultivation level is insufficient.

Even Xiao Feng was only at the initial stage of the Innate Realm, and he had only learned the first three moves of the Heavenly Frost Fist.

That kid Di Yun has been having too much of a good time lately, and he's actually stuck at the very last moment of reaching the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow realm. The Divine Illumination Scripture is practically a fundamental divine skill, yet it's fallen into the hands of this unambitious fellow. It's really—

"Never mind," Zhou Ye sighed. "I'll figure out a way to improve the cultivation level of the people in my family later."

Outside the door, Jiang Wuque and the young lady were secretly watching how the old woman was disciplining her father. At first, they found it quite entertaining, but by the end, both of their faces turned red, and they quietly slipped away.

"Wuque, you won't end up like your father-in-law, will you?"

Jiang Wuque's face paled, and he replied very seriously, "You're overthinking it. I don't have a constitution like my father's. You're enough for me."

The young woman blushed and said, "Hmph! You're sensible enough. Let's go, teach me how to practice."

Jiang Wuque chuckled and replied, "Okay."

These two little guys are sensible; if they dared to peek any further, they'd get a big bump on their foreheads.

The cat's meowing started again, and the Zhou family's servants had already retreated far away—they had long since figured out the habits of the head of the family and his wives.

Five days later, seven large carriages left Zhou Mountain and headed first to Wudang Mountain. After staying at the foot of Wudang Mountain for three days, they headed towards Huashan Mountain again.

The Mount Hua Sword Tournament was indeed about to begin, but the time had not yet arrived. By the time the Zhou family's convoy arrived at the foot of Mount Hua, the tournament would still be in twenty-five days.

Even so, a considerable number of martial arts practitioners have already gathered at the foot of Mount Hua.

Although the Mount Hua Sword Tournament is an internal game of the Five Greats, it is still a rare grand event in the martial arts world, especially for martial artists below the second tier. Outsiders are not prohibited from watching the battles between the Five Greats. If one has the opportunity to learn a move or two from one of the Five Greats, one might become even stronger.

The arrival of the people from Zhoushan didn't cause much of a stir, because in the eyes of these ignorant martial artists, the people from Zhoushan were just there to watch the Five Absolutes battle and to learn from it.

"Hasn't my father-in-law arrived yet?"

"They haven't arrived yet. If they had, they would definitely have come looking for us first."

After saying this, Huang Rong's tone became less confident: "My father—he should come, right? Yes, he should come, even if it's not for the Nine Yin Manual anymore, he should still come. The old man has a certain personality; he'll come to fight those old friends."

Zhou Ye raised his eyelids slightly: "Won't the old man get lost?"

Huang Rong was both amused and exasperated: "Do you think you're the one who gets lost in your own home? It's just that it's not time yet, and he hasn't arrived."

"Okay, so are we staying at the foot of the mountain now, or up on the mountain?"

"Let's go down the mountain; our carriage can't get up Mount Hua."

"I can go up there. At worst, I'll be a little tired and carry two horse-drawn carriages up in a day."

Huang Rong slapped her forehead: "That's right, the big, clumsy guy is strong. Okay, let's live on the mountain. The Mount Hua Sword Tournament is on the North Peak, so we can go there first."

"Alright, you can sit in the carriage and give directions, I'll carry two carriages up first."

There were only seven carriages in total. Zhou Ye stroked his chin and said, "Hurry up, we can have dinner on Mount Hua."

"Okay, Ah Ye, you guys go up first. I'll go buy some supplies nearby so we can stay on the mountain a few more days."

Xiao Feng is a very decisive person and quite steady in his work. Lianxing, Wansuo, and Daiqisi also expressed their intention to go together to purchase supplies.

Zhou Ye nodded, letting Huang Rong and Yao Yue sit on the two carriages, while he himself picked up one carriage in each hand and then instantly disappeared from the spot, along with the two carriages.

Mount Hua is not the highest of the Five Sacred Mountains, but it is known for its unique and precipitous terrain. So when Zhou Ye returned, it was an hour later.

Without rest, two more vehicles arrived, and the carts and horses were carried up the mountain.

When the last carriage was being moved, Xiao Feng and the others who had gone to buy supplies returned. Xiao Feng did not sit in the carriage, but chose to walk up the mountain. He wanted to check the terrain on the way up so that in case of unforeseen circumstances, his family would have a better way out to hide or descend the mountain safely.

Xiao Feng, who was at the initial stage of the Innate Realm, was not slow at all. Zhou Ye arrived in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. The three men exchanged smiles, said nothing, and started working together.

There was plenty of stuff, so there was no need to stay in a horse-drawn carriage. They simply pitched three large tents, one for each family.

However, Xiao Feng and Di Yun set up their tents not far from the two main entrances to the mountain, so anyone wanting to reach their location would have to pass by these two large tents.

Zhou Ye sighed. Those two guys...