lcionline Chapter 2233
Chapter 2233
Wen Yan, Chen Xuan, Han Jiuling, Dao Yi, Xuan Yi, and the others all laughed heartily.
Liu Cang felt uneasy, unsure whether to laugh or not, and could only stand awkwardly in place.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled faintly and replied, "No need for such a generous gift. As for the Cangyue Sword Sect, you don't need to worry about it."
A mere Nebula-level sect, let alone Chen Xuan, even Han Jiuling, who is at the bottom of the group, could wipe out this so-called Cangyue Sword Sect with a single sentence, let alone Chen Xuan.
Seeing that Chen Xuan didn't take it seriously, Liu Cang didn't say anything more. He bowed and then led the three away in a streak of light to expedite the search.
"Alright, let's get down to business." Chen Xuan turned to look at Dao Yi and the others, raised his hand, and a mysterious star map floated in the void, marked with ninety-nine flashing points of light.
"This is the location for the Qiankun Tower Formation. Please work in pairs to complete the setup as soon as possible."
"No problem!" Xuan Yi was the first to respond, putting his arm around Fu Sheng's shoulder. "Come on, let's go to the east and see who can build it faster!"
Zi Qing Shuang Jue, Feng Yao and Huang Quan, Xia Jiuyou and Han Jiuling... Fourteen people quickly formed a team, with only Chen Xuan remaining.
He turned to look at Xuan Xiaomo and the other three, and instructed them, "I'll leave the matter of recalling our clansmen to you all. We'll go set up the tower array first. If anything goes wrong, you can crush this talisman and contact me."
After saying that, he handed a communication jade talisman to Xuan Xiaomo. Then, Chen Xuan transformed into a streak of light and quickly disappeared into the distance.
Fifteen streaks of light pierced the sky above Xuanxiao Star, each speeding toward its chosen location.
Xuan Xiaomo, Bei Shanxiaolong, and the other three watched the disappearing figures with deep emotion on their faces.
"This is truly magical..." Beishan Xiaolong clicked his tongue in amazement. "The Qiankun Tower Formation! I once saw it recorded in ancient books. A single tower would require the entire fortune of a feudal lord, and ninety-nine towers are simply unthinkable."
Xuan Xiaomo nodded in agreement:
"If it weren't for Brother Chen Xuan bringing these geniuses from the holy lands, even if our 3,600 feudal lords on Xuanxiao Star exerted all their strength, we might not have been able to complete it within a month."
Wuxin Ancestor and Tianhu'er exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with relief—with a prodigy like Chen Xuan protecting them, the future of Xuanxiao Star was destined to no longer be confined to this barren Nine Dragons Star Region.
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Time flies, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the eastern part of Xuanxiao Star, deep in the vast mountains, the ninety-nine-zhang-tall Qiankun Tower is beginning to take shape. The tower body is wrapped with intricate Dao patterns and is slowly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Holding the dragon spear, Han Jiuling embedded a piece of ten-thousand-pound Heavenly Cold Star meteorite iron into the tower base with swift and decisive movements. As if he had thought of something, he suddenly snorted.
"Five days have passed, and the sect leader of the Cangyue Sword Sect still hasn't come to apologize." His tone was impatient, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Once I'm done with things here, I'll see how I deal with them."
Xia Jiuyou stood beside the tower, dressed in white, her fingertips tracing the pale blue watercourse as she combed through the array patterns of the tower formation.
Hearing Han Jiuling's incessant complaints, she frowned, didn't even lift her eyelids, and remained indifferent.
Although both were core disciples of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, they had always been rivals. On the surface, they maintained a brotherhood, but in reality, they were irreconcilable enemies. If it weren't for the fact that this mission required them to be in a group, they would never have gone together.
Seeing that she ignored him, Han Jiuling was not angry, but continued to mutter that the Cangyue Sword Sect was courting death.
Xia Jiuyou finally couldn't bear it any longer, stopped what she was doing, and said in a calm tone:
"I have finished sorting out the Dao patterns of the tower formation. You can finish the rest of the tower foundation construction yourself. We will build it separately, each of us responsible for selecting a site. This way it will be faster."
"Oh?" Han Jiuling raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going?"
"No need to ask any more questions." After Xia Jiuyou finished speaking, before Han Jiuling could respond, her figure transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky, giving the other party no chance to refute.
Han Jiuling watched her departing figure, his face turning pale and then red, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he spat out a vicious curse: