Chapter 903 - 902: Ripples in the Sky

Chapter 903: Chapter 902: Ripples in the Sky

Not long after, Hu Li had already finished eating with the two colorful fur balls, and Yu Sheng relayed the information Baili Qing brought to them, causing White Cut to get especially excited: "Cluck cluck! Was it the rock from that place that forced us to transform?!"

Hu Li curled his finger and knocked on the girl’s colorful head with a clang sound: "What do you mean by forcing you to transform? Do you know how many mountain spirit beasts get stuck at the last step of transformation? Do you realize how valuable a ’rock’ that can aid in transformation is?"

White Cut looked aggrieved: "After transforming, we can’t squat to eat..."

"Can’t curl up in the master’s tail to sleep either..."

"Have to sit on a chair..."

"Even when sleeping, we have to lie down on a bed."

The colorful girls began to complain one after another, and Hu Li couldn’t take it anymore, lifting his hand to give each of them a knock on the head: "That’s only when you move in human form. Who cares if you occasionally change back?"

The colorful girls were stunned by this, their eyes started moving in a confusing way; whether they were knocked silly by Hu Li or were beginning to think, was unclear. Meanwhile, Yu Sheng took the opportunity to walk to the Blood Clan members who were eating and performing photosynthesis and called over his big nephew.

The necessary team for exploration outside the travel agency is composed like this—

Yu Sheng, responsible for using his face to find the way and dying ahead of everyone; Luna, Yu’s former sword-carrying guard whose main duty is to assassinate kings; Hu Li, the brainless loyalist to the boss sometimes acting as the explosive specialist; Puppet Erin, who provokes flames and loves to watch the excitement...

And the only one who can really find clues, the humanoid detective, big nephew.

Of course, sometimes the clue would be chasing after the big nephew to bite—anyway, it’s not a big problem, Zheng Zhi is really tough.

"How are we going to get there?" Erin asked, tugging Yu Sheng’s hair, "Should we borrow Sister Lucy’s flying carpet again?"

"She’s busy doing research lately and has to oversee the calibrator, let’s not call her this time," Yu Sheng waved his hand and glanced at the full-bellied Nine-Tailed Fox beside him, "Hu Li, let’s get moving."

Hu Li happily responded with a hum, the next second, he leapt forward transforming into a giant silver-white Nine-Tailed Fox, turning his head to nuzzle Yu Sheng’s head with his muzzle.

Seeing this, Baili Qing nodded, then walked a bit further away, transforming directly into a majestic silver-white giant dragon in an empty space.

The brilliance from the magnificent arc in the sky illuminated the dragon’s scales, casting a crystal-like virtual image. The dragon turned its head, with its transparent eyes reflecting the shimmering lake light nearby.

Zheng Zhi stared with wide eyes as he watched his highest leader transform into a giant dragon right in front of him; though he knew about this beforehand, he was still taken aback.

Fortunately, he has a high nerve strength, maintaining his stunned state for less than three seconds, then he reacted, raising his hand to summon his grandfather’s trike equipped with a nitrous oxide boost and rocket propulsion (autopilot old-man version)...

He clearly felt the director’s gaze land on him immediately, staring at him for quite a while, for quite a while...

How to put it, the director’s face was hard to read, but the eyes subtly suggested a feeling of "the Special Service Bureau is truly full of talent" combined with "No. 66 Wutong Road is really a place full of outstanding people", revealing a richness in meaning.

A moment later, the majestic silver-white dragon lifted off from the Lake Heart Island, directly flying towards the high sky above Plande Sky Island.

Following behind was the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox with a bunch of tails spewing fire for propulsion, and the nitrous oxide-powered trike.

Soon after, two loud chirping sounds echoed through the air.

Yu Sheng, sitting on Hu Li’s back, clutching the fur in front while turning his head left and right.

Two dazzling streams of light pierced the sky, White Cut and Salt Roasted, chirping as they chased from behind, transforming back into Divine Bird form, their wings gloriously shimmering with colorful brilliance, surrounded by auspicious clouds and Spiritual Energy rising...

How to put it, at a glance, it was true beauty and splendor between these two sisters.

Unfortunately, after witnessing their human forms, Yu Sheng could no longer ignore the dazzling "colorful feather clothes" on their bird forms; the more glorious the bird spirit sisters were, the more he thought of their gaudily flowered hair and various accessories in their human forms, feeling visually overwhelmed...

But White Cut and Salt Roasted obviously didn’t think of this. They looked delighted, making a ruckus with their calls as they flew around Hu Li; one even purposely got close, stretching out its neck to shout loudly, "Cluck cluck!"

Yu Sheng now finally managed to distinguish White Cut and Salt Roasted — the one looking inward was White Cut, the one looking outward was Salt Roasted.

Unexpectedly, White Cut, the older sister, was more playful, while her younger sister Salt Roasted appeared a bit more composed — although this difference really just manifested in her softer voice during early morning chirping.

The group soon reached the boundary of the Plande Sky Island, then continued to climb higher, plunging into the Cloud Sea.

Little Puppet sat in Yu Sheng’s arms, looking up wide-eyed at the silver-white dragon leading ahead. After a while, out of nowhere, she said: "Hey hey, Yu Sheng, if there really is something in the sky with spirituality at Steel Grand’s home, wouldn’t it just strike her down with lightning?"

Yu Sheng was taken aback: "Where did that come from? Why say that?"

"Look at what’s following her," Little Puppet muttered, "A tail-fire-spewing fox spirit, a grizzled old-man driving a rocket-boosted electric trike, two colorful chicken spirits chirping while flying..."

She paused here, then continued: "Using the dragon standard, wouldn’t this be like your long-lost daughter suddenly returning home, only for you to open the door and see a chap with a head dyed in seven or eight colors, ears with three or four piercings, pants practically drooping to the knee standing beside her, and the first thing they say is ’Hey old man, move your car, you’re blocking my choo-choo’..."

Yu Sheng couldn’t listen anymore halfway through: "...Stop talking, my blood pressure is rising."

Erin immediately giggled, but soon her eyes twinkled, and she peeked at the White Cut and Salt Roasted flying around Hu Li, thoughtfully rubbing her chin: "But then again, if the one with a head full of dyed hair is one’s own daughter, that’s a whole different story..."

"They aren’t dyed..."

Yu Sheng and Erin chatted idly like this, and after a while, they simultaneously fell into silence.

After a while, Erin suddenly sighed.

"...Wouldn’t it be great if a lightning strike brought down that Ironclad Expression later, she’d have family then."

Yu Sheng looked surprisingly at the little puppet in his arms.

"Why so sentimental today?"

"Probably because that mysterious closed-eyed old lady now has family," the little puppet sat cross-legged on Yu Sheng’s lap, propping her chin with both hands, "People, you know, tend to get greedy."

Yu Sheng pursed his lips: "You’re not human, though."

Erin: "Says who, you’re not either!"

Yu Sheng laughed: "Who says I’m not, I think I can be."

While speaking, the giant dragon ahead slowly reduced its speed.

In the wide-open airspace, there was no sudden lightning to bring down the giant dragon carrying suspicious individuals back home. What greeted everyone was only the boundless Cloud Sea in the distance, the bright sky all around, and the cold wind at high altitude.

"This is it," Baili Qing’s voice, carried by Magic Power, reached everyone’s ears, "My intuition and my Spiritual Guidance both point to this place."

Yu Sheng widened his eyes, looking at the clear sky before him and the undulating clouds in the distance.

To be honest, there was indeed something special about this place—a fairly large area with no clouds at all, just emptiness, with all visible clouds far away, as if those clouds were..."actively avoiding" something here.

But just like Baili Qing said, it’s intangible and out of reach—whatever is here is evidently beyond the touch of conventional observational methods.

Yu Sheng frowned and turned his head, looking towards Zheng Zhi not far away.

Zheng Zhi was glaring around, seemingly quite serious.

"How is it, any discoveries?"

"I don’t see anything either," Zheng Zhi said this somewhat embarrassedly, "Should we move a bit further?"

The group flew a little further forward, while Baili Qing spoke of the situation she grasped: "We previously deployed wide-area probes to pass through this airspace multiple times. The probes didn’t have any physical contact with anything, and special equipment like the Exotic Radar and Spiritual Ability Detector showed no reactions at all..."

Zheng Zhi frowned while listening to the chief, earnestly observing the surroundings.

He relaxed the restraint on his own spiritual talent, no longer avoiding or neglecting any corner of his vision. He even actively opened his senses, attempting to search for and touch any unusual "intelligence" that might appear in his perception.

For him in the past, this was an extremely dangerous move—in fact, even nowadays, as a spiritual ability user who’s undergone considerable training, doing so could make the Spiritual Ability Trainers in the Special Service Bureau explode into sharp bursts of alarm.

But he did it anyway, and with no fear at all.

Those who bind their lives to Valhalla are just plain and unpretentious, yet arrogant.

And at this moment, Zheng Zhi suddenly furrowed his brow.

He caught a slight ripple out of the corner of his eye.

Zheng Zhi immediately tracked the source of the ripple, and the next second, his gaze landed on two shimmering figures.

White Cut and Salt Roasted were flying recklessly in the sky, sometimes in an S-shape, sometimes in a B-shape, and sometimes in a beacon-raising Jiangshan Northward...

Extremely faint transparent ripples suddenly spread out from around them as they flew over certain areas, appearing to interact with something invisible.

"Hey, I saw something!" Zheng Zhi shouted without any hesitation, "Right next to White Cut and Salt Roasted, just in front of that area—they leave marks when they fly past! Marks!"

"My god, can the nephew really spot it?!" Erin exclaimed in surprise, standing up from Yu Sheng’s lap, "Where, where... those two birds over there! Come here, fly around that area a bit more!"