My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again - Chapter 178 - Chapter 178: Is There a Problem With Nurturing Your Sister Into a Peerless Genius Just to Lie Flat?

Chapter 178: Is There a Problem With Nurturing Your Sister Into a Peerless Genius Just to Lie Flat?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

If he were to refine the true dragon’s blood, his bloodline would transform, and his talent would increase… He might even break through the Transcendence Stage.

However, even with such a boon, he would certainly not reach the threshold of a true immortal.

After all, in the entire Archean Eon world, the few who have become true immortals in the past hundred thousand years were sporadically distributed.

Just a drop of dragon blood, leading to the attainment of the true immortal fruit position…

Such a notion was too fanciful.

Ao Sheng wasn’t giving up; he had a clear self-awareness and positioning.

He disliked being the heir of the Eastern Sea Sect, did not want to engage in constant battles and intrigues. He preferred roaming around, eating and drinking, and promoting his idol…

Practicing the Great Slaughter Method was also a well-thought-out decision.

This technique was challenging.

His cultivation progress would surely be slow.

If one day his father inquired why his cultivation hadn’t advanced,

Ao Sheng could blame the complexity of the Great Slaughter Method.

It wasn’t because of his lack of effort.

Lu Xuan, after listening, was speechless.

His excuse was well-reasoned and convincing.

In the path of laziness, Prince Ao Sheng was clear-headed.

“Is there a possibility, I mean just a possibility,” Lu Xuan pondered for a moment.

“That after you get this dragon bone, you could give it to someone else?”

Ao Sheng’s eyes lit up, “…Does senior permit me to give this item to someone else?”

In the cultivation world.

Generally, juniors wouldn’t teach or give away the methods and gifts received from their seniors.

It was usually treated as a sign of disrespect.

Lu Xuan nodded, “In my case, I don’t care much about these things.”

“Then… Senior, I choose the second option, please bestow your treasure!”

Ao Sheng was excited.

In an instant, a perfect plan formed in his mind.

After obtaining the dragon bone, he would give it to Ao Yuan.

Ao Yuan’s talent was not as good as his, but the blood of the true dragon could change everything.

In the future, Ao Yuan would be responsible for secluded cultivation, and he for enjoyment.

Ao Yuan would carry the banner of the Eastern Sea, and he would support the fan flag of the Shattered Cloud City Empress.

Ao Yuan would handle the affairs of the Eastern Sea, and he would travel the great landscapes of the Archean Eon world for his sister.

She would strive in her career and expand territories.

He would splurge wealth to create an image of a declining Eastern Sea generation, to deceive enemies…

If anyone bullied him, he could have Ao Yuan stand up for him.

The Eastern Sea’s prodigal son, splendidly serialized!

Thinking of this, Ao Sheng’s eyes moistened.

“For the Sake of Laziness, Is It Wrong to Train My Sister as a Peerless Genius?” Lu Xuan looked at the young man before him.

The face of the Eastern Sea’s prince showed a look of long-suffering, finally seeing the light of day.

Having such a brother, willing to give such a great opportunity to oneself…

Wouldn’t a sister be moved?

Lu Xuan returned to the palace.

Upon entering the sleeping chamber, he saw two lounging chairs, one big and one small.

Cheng Lingzhu was sitting on the big chair, and on the small one was Ye Banzhuang. Both of them were swaying comfortably.

Cheng Lingzhu was patting Ye Banzhuang’s head while talking about her experiences with Lu Xuan. Ye Banzhuang, with half-closed eyes, responded with hums, looking very content.

Lu Xuan thought this scene resembled a grandmother with her granddaughter.

Then, he took out a rattan chair from his storage magic tool, placed it beside them, and joined in their relaxation.

“Is the matter resolved?”

Cheng Lingzhu turned with a smile.

“No big issues.”

Lu Xuan nodded and shared Ao Sheng’s story with Cheng Lingzhu and Ye

Banzhuang.

Both listened in silence.

“This Eastern Sea prince… Is truly a man of character,” Cheng Lingzhu remarked.

“There’s a flying boat race in three days…”

Lu Xuan turned to Ye Banzhuang, “Did you bring the materials?”

“They’re here, Master.”

Ye Banzhuang crisply replied, “They’re all in the garden.”

“Good.”

Lu Xuan nodded slightly.

Three days later.

At the Flying Boat City

As Lu Xuan and his companions descended from the treasure carriage, an endless desert stretched out before them to the west. Behind them lay an oasis, emerald-like in the vast land, known as Flying Boat City, the venue for the Flying Boat Race.

Located on the fringe of the Demon Immortal Nation, Flying Boat City earned its fame from the race. Across the desert to the west lay the territory of the Western Desert Buddhists.

Lu Xuan had participated in a Flying Boat Race before, but the rules had significantly changed since then. Initially, the final was contested by eight teams; now, it was twelve. This year, with Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu joining, the competition increased to thirteen teams.

However, in this race, he and Cheng Lingzhu would not be part of the ranking, merely serving as accompanying participants.

“I remember the race track used to be inside the city. Now it’s been moved outside,” Lu Xuan remarked, gazing from atop the city walls.

“Yes, Master,” Ye Banzhuang replied, looking towards the distant race course. “After all, the flying boats have been upgraded. A shorter route would be too constraining. ”

Normally, Ye Banzhuang would supervise the capital during the race, attending in spirit only. But with Lu Xuan present this year, she could afford to be more relaxed. With her master there, no one would dare cause trouble in the Demon Immortal Nation.

After casting a spell to conceal herself, Ye Banzhuang cheerfully followed Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu.

“The contestants will be entering soon, ” Lu Xuan noted, checking the time.

“Let’s head over.”

He took Cheng Lingzhu’s hand, who leaned closer to him, whispering, “Hey, Banzhuang is still here.”

“It’s fine,” Lu Xuan said with a slight smile. “She doesn’t mind.”

Ye Banzhuang, nearby, nodded vigorously, affirming Lu Xuan’s words.

At the Flying Boat Race venue.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The sound of the beast-skin drums thundered, signaling the start of the race. The arena was packed with spectators, their cheers and shouts filling the air as contestants entered with their “flying boats.”

The first player had a mysterious aura, resembling a princess from some nation…

“Wait, there really is a princess,” Lu Xuan observed. “Golden lines on a white phoenix… Is she from the Yu Cang Immortal Dynasty?”

“Master’s insight is profound, ” Ye Banzhuang replied.

“Isn’t the Yu Cang Immortal Dynasty on the easternmost edge of Zhongzhou, bordering Dong Huang?” Cheng Lingzhu asked, blinking. “Why come so far for the race?”

“Madam isn’t aware,” Ye Banzhuang explained with a smile. “This princess, Nalan Yu, though young-looking, is a veteran of the Flying Boat Race. She’s participated in four and even won third place last year.”

Nalan Yu, with her aloof demeanor, was immensely popular among the residents of Flying Boat City. Her entry was met with waves of cheers.

Contrary to her temperament, her flying magical treasure was flamboyant – a colossal mechanical phoenix bird, towering three stories high, carved from blood spirit wood and adorned with golden lines.

“It’s said that the founding emperor of the Yu Cang Immortal Dynasty excelled in the art of mechanical puppetry, possibly related to the ancient Mohism Sect…” Lu Xuan, ever knowledgeable, remarked.

The Flying Boat Race had no strict requirements for the contestants’ vehicles; anything movable qualified as a flying boat. Thus, Nalan Yu’s mechanical phoenix, though unique, was within acceptable limits.

The second group of contestants was the siblings Ao Sheng and Ao Yuan. They had qualified through the preliminaries, with Ao Yuan driving since Ao Sheng couldn’t. With the race approaching, Ao Sheng, usually languid, donned a sharp outfit, his eyes bright and spirited.

Their vehicle was an ice-blue dragon-headed war chariot, crafted from a special cold jade found beneath the Northern Sea ice layers. Its appearance immediately lowered the surrounding temperature, frost forming on the ground.

Nalan Yu, sensing this, turned her gaze towards Ao Sheng’s direction.

Ice Dragon versus Fire Phoenix, the Flying Boat Race was yet to start, but a palpable tension was already in the air!