Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Yunping, on the other hand, smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing at them.

"Let me introduce you, this is my flying mount, you can call it..."

"Hmm, flying chicken."

9. Goal! Yes…

The four mythical beasts have snow-white feathers, crimson crests on their heads, and their smooth, jet-black tails, as black as pearls, are held high. Their bright eyes seem to indicate that they are not like ordinary chickens.

It is worth mentioning that the four chickens do not exist independently. Right in the center of them is a giant iron block with a central depression and four seats arranged there. On the two wings of the iron block are long, narrow silver plates.

Four chickens, two in front and two behind, were tied together by four black iron chains around their proudly raised necks, making them look like a carriage.

……

The difference before and after is huge.

In the instant that light appeared, countless majestic and awe-inspiring figures flashed through the minds of Ye Yuchan and the other two. Whether it was a fierce tiger engulfed in crimson flames or a giant dragon with shimmering golden scales, they had all imagined such figures.

However, overly idealistic expectations lead to despair in the face of harsh reality.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

Unsurprisingly, Ye Yuchan was the first to shout out.

Yunping, as always, was picking at his ear, his dead fish eyes slanted upwards. "What's wrong? Are you unhappy with my flying chicken?"

"What do you mean by 'some dissatisfaction'? This is completely..." Ye Yuchan stared at the four chickens in astonishment, unable to find the right words to describe them for a moment, and finally could only manage to stammer out: "They're just messing around!"

Her words undoubtedly provoked the displeasure of the four divine beasts.

"Hey, you little girl over there with only the cultivation of the Profound Gate stage, what are you saying that's so presumptuous? Do you even know what kind of chicken I am?"

One of the chickens, with a fierce-looking face and a scar on its side, turned to the side, and a cold light shone from its pair of dark eyes.

Before Ye Yuchan could reply, the chicken beside her immediately came over and used its short wings to block her way.

"Hey, hey, boss, don't get agitated. They're Lao Yun's apprentices. Don't lay a hand on them."

"Pah!" The chicken, known as the leader, spat disdainfully on the ground, then turned around and glanced at Yunping. "Old Yun, how do you teach your apprentices? Doesn't this girl know what it means to respect the elderly and care for the young?"

Yunping chuckled, walked over to the boss, squatted down, and said to Ye Yuchan, "Little Yuchan, don't be fooled by its appearance as just a chicken, actually..."

"What do you mean 'on the surface'! I'm a chicken all along! A purebred rooster!"

“Alright, alright, alright…” Yunping shook his head helplessly, and then, under the gaze of his three female disciples, slowly said, “Although it is a chicken, it is definitely not an ordinary chicken. In terms of cultivation level, it alone… no, it alone can beat more than two hundred Little Rain Cicadas.”

"What?!" Ye Yuchan almost jumped to the sky. "It can beat more than two hundred of me? What level is it? Speaking of which, why did I become the standard unit of combat power?"

Faced with three questions, Yunping simply ignored the first and third.

Pointing to the chicken that suddenly raised its head proudly, waiting for Yunping to reveal the answer.

"In terms of cultivation level alone, it has already reached the entry level of the Transformation God stage. However, if a fight really breaks out, the result will not be just beating up more than two hundred of you."

"Transformation...God Transformation Stage?!"

The three female apprentices exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

What does the Transcendent God stage mean? In Jinglin City, you can basically do whatever you want. You can easily establish a sect and rise to power in a short time. Becoming a regional overlord is not impossible.

It's unbelievable that such a tiny chicken could have reached the God Transformation stage of cultivation!

"Then...then..." Zhang Ruoxue looked at the rooster with a satisfied smile, her voice trembling with fear, "Then tell me, in a real battle, how many Senior Sister Yu Chan could you take on?"

"So why have I become a combat unit again?!"

"Hmm, let me think..." Yunping nodded, and after a moment, he held up a finger and waved it in front of the three of them.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then Ye Yuchan spoke first.

"One...one hundred?"

"No, no, no~ guess again."

"Ten?" Zhang Ruoxue asked, puzzled.

"No, no, that's not right."

"Could it be just one?" This time it was Lin Yuan's turn to speak.

"That's not right either."

Yunping laughed again and reached out to touch the rooster's large red comb.

Then, the answer was revealed.

"If it were to really fight seriously, it could probably take on ten thousand of you, a mere cultivator at the Xuanmen stage, without any problem."

"Wow, is this chicken really that fierce?!"

Ten thousand Ye Yuchan are equivalent to ten thousand Xuanmen stage cultivators launching an attack simultaneously. Even if that massive spell were condensed, it could overwhelm an ordinary Huafeng stage cultivator. Even a Transformation stage cultivator might be able to withstand it for a while.

Poor little cicada, it inexplicably became the basic unit for calculating combat power.

however--

"It's not just this one, the other four are pretty much the same."

Zhang Ruoxue's eyes widened, and she swallowed hard. "So... there are four... chickens at the Transcendental Stage... here right now?"

"Hmm." Yun Ping nodded in agreement.

"My God...this is too much..."

"Alright, stop lamenting. There's no point in lamenting now. Save your lamenting for later on the Flying Chicken."

"Eh?"

As Yunping spoke, he took a step and entered the large pit in the center of the iron block.

I sat down directly in the upper left seat, for a simple reason—that was the only seat with a round plate.

That thing is called a steering wheel; it's used to drive a flying chicken.

—Heaven knows why Yunping designed this thing to be used as a steering wheel to fly the plane.

He gently patted the seat next to him and gave Xiao Lin Yuan a wink.

"Yuan'er, come, sit down here."

"Ah... oh..."

Lin Yuan was quite obedient. Although she was still a little uneasy about the so-called flying chicken, she looked very excited and curiously looked around after the little guy sat on it.

Kids' curiosity is really something else!

After Lin Yuan sat down, Yun Ping turned around, looked at the two hesitant people, and waved.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and get on, the little flying chicken is about to take off."

"..."

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue exchanged a glance. Zhang Ruoxue had no idea what a flying chicken was, but Ye Yuchan did!

But that's precisely why she didn't dare get on. There's no safety insurance or anything like that in this godforsaken world; what if there's a plane crash…

Moreover, she still didn't quite believe it. Four chickens could fly into the sky. Even if they were at the Transcendent God stage, Transcendent God stage cultivators couldn't fly.

However, Zhang Ruoxue showed her boldness and sat down without hesitation, which led to the awkward situation where only Ye Yuchan was unable to sit in the Flying Chicken seat.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyuchan? Come up here." Yunping waved again.

Ye Yuchan glared fiercely at the flirtatious guy. Faced with the awkward situation, she steeled herself and took three steps at a time to sit down next to Zhang Ruoxue.

Strangely enough, once I sat down, it felt quite stable.

Especially the two flat plates on either side of the iron block, they look exactly like the wings of an airplane from the last world.

"Alright, alright, everyone's here now, let's get ready for takeoff."

While they were pondering, Yunping's voice rang out.

"Please fasten your seatbelts. This flight's flight code is 9527. Destination: Northrend... I mean, the Far Eastern Snowfield!"

10. This flight will arrive at its destination five hours later.

Jinglin City.

The sun hangs high in the clear sky above the white clouds, and a gentle spring breeze caresses the streets and alleys, and the bustling commercial streets.

In front of an old, dilapidated shop that no one regards, a young man leans nonchalantly against his own smelting table, resting his chin on his hand, looking around with a bored, lifeless gaze.

He had seen the crowds of people coming and going many times before, and he had no interest in them whatsoever.

Unless they want to buy the magical artifacts they forged themselves—if they can offer something they like.

For the Forging Saint, it was another boring day.

Having almost reached the pinnacle of this world, he had lost interest in most things.

Ah—the thing that Blue Feather Heavenly Palace brought a while ago was an exception. The extent of its damage was beyond his reach, and the damage to that thing seemed to mean that something troublesome was about to happen in the Kuntian Domain.

I have no idea what that idiot in the courtyard is doing.

—With such terrible thoughts in mind, the boy was so bored he felt like his stomach was aching. He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"what?"

A huge black shadow blocked out some of the sunlight, and the pitch-black shadow was cast at the boy's feet.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure his vision was not impaired.

"What is that? What's that flying thing?"

Not only him, but other pedestrians on the street also noticed the sudden appearance of the dark figure and looked up at the sky.

There was a huge lump of iron there, with a very strange shape. Even stranger were the four iron chains that stretched out from the lump of iron—and at the other end of the chains, something seemed to be wrapped around it.

White with a touch of red—a creature that kept trembling.

What is that? Nobody knows.

But the slowly falling snow-white feather landed in the boy's hand, and as a master blacksmith, he recognized it immediately...