The Adventures Of The Young Master Chapter 186
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"So this is a space boat." Jin Rou muttered under his breath. This was the first time he saw something like this. After all, in their world, space boats were not needed anymore as most of the beings there had the teleportation gate. If not, there were tons of teleportation talismans.
The space boat was really a boat-like thing, but there were stars-like sparkling all around. It complemented the galaxy-like appearance inside the wormhole. Well, that's to be expected, after all, this place was a space that connects everything.
"So many stars!" Lang Zing said as he hopped on to the space boat, with shining eyes. This was the first time he had entered the wormhole. After all, he was locked down inside the Terrace Everland Pavilion. He was pretty ignorant of things like this wormhole.
After calming himself down, he exhaled breath and continued, "To think that space is such a wonderful thing! Whoever created this universe, they have my full respect for creating such wonders!" He said like a child seeing the beauty of the world for the very first time.
Jin Rou looked at Lang Zing and could not help but smile secretly. That's right, he could see his own reflection in Lang Zing. As someone who was also locked inside, being restricted his freedom, Jin Rou knew the feeling. He could not help but remember those friends he left in Farna's Mortal World, are they doing well now? For some reason, he was starting to miss them. He will make sure that those follow him with full loyalty, especially Old Mo, would receive such grand treatments in the Rou Celestial Realm.
"Oh right, this is your first time riding this space boat and entering a wormhole." Ku Ming smiled and said, "But we need to go now. Shall we?"
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Lang Zing just nodded slightly while Jin Rou just stared far away to the shining stars and milky ways.
Seeing that there's no response from Jin Rou, Ku Ming did not mind it and just stretched his hand and put it on a palm-like button, "This space boat needs qi to run, so I would present myself to do this. What does Youngmaster Jin think?"
Jin Rou looked at Ku Ming for a while and said, "Do it as you please."
He did not want to to have a long conversation with this man as he knew that Ku Ming would just forcefully do it, in the end, no matter what he answered. So he just answered that way.
Ku Ming just chuckled and ran the space boat without further ado.
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"It's already been 7 hours since we depart from the La Estance wormhole." Lang Zing said as he yawned in boredom, "Ahhh! I want to get out of this place already!"
"Getting fed up of it now?" Ku Ming laughed and said, "That's understandable. But we still have several hours before we could reach the other side of this path. You see, I told you that this trip would take a day, as long as we don't meet any dangers here though."
"So there's still danger here?!" Lang Zing's soul almost got out from shock as he heard this, "What type of danger is it?! Would it kill us?"
Jin Rou, whose eyes were closed, opened and looked at the squabbling duo. However, he did not say anything.
"Well, as long as it's not a space vortex, we will survive this." Ku Ming said and smiled, "What do you expect from a very short trip to the Sea Continent? Do you think that benefits don't have any catch?"
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Seeing the worried expression of Lang Zing as if he was about to cry, he laughed loudly and said, "But don't worry, Little Lang. Meeting space vortexes has a very slim chance. So don't worry."
"Don't worry your sister! You just raised a flag, don't you?!" Lang Zing was very annoyed and worried because of what Ku Ming said. Now, he really felt that a flag has been raised!
Space Vortex. This was the greatest nightmare of all space travelers of Grivexia. Because once you meet one, there's a low chance of survival. Unless you have an Immortal Emperor in your side, you were good as dead in the space. If you were not killed by the vortex, you can be killed due to lack of essence qi. After all, you could not cultivate inside the space as it was all restricted by something.
But meeting a Space Vortex was not easy, as it was estimated to appear every one out of 10,000 trips inside the space. Up to now, researchers were trying to find out the cause of this vortex and how to avoid them, or if possible, vanish them.
"What raising a flag you're talking about?" Ku Ming did not know what this shota was talking about and said, "I told you, we will not meet something like—"
Buzz!
Just when Ku Ming was about to finish what he said, a large whirlpool combined of extreme bolts of white lightning appeared hundreds of meter away from them. This whirlpool created massive fluctuations that made the space tremble, illuminating the dark space. This circulating current was like a mad god that was ready to annihilate everything in its path!
"Space Vortex..." Ku Ming could not help but be shocked, as all of his blood was drained in his face. He stopped the space boat in order not to close their distance with it more. However, because of the massive and intense fluctuations the vortex created, he found it hard to pull the space boat over.
"Dammit!" Ku Ming could not help but curse. What's happening? Why of all time, they would be the unluckiest people to travel with a Space Vortex! "No one had told me that a vortex is currently alive!"
"I told you, right?!" Lang Zing's expression turned very pale, just like Ku Ming and could not help but blame him, "You raised a damn flag! Idiot! Idiot Ku Ming! Now, we're already dead!"
While they were in a panic, Jin Rou lifted his head up and looked at the terrifying vortex, and sighed.
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