The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Hearing this, Mu Chunfeng couldn't help but frown, with a look of confusion on his face: "Not taking a boat? Then how do we get there? Are we supposed to fly over? Even if our lightness skills are very high, there is water all over here, and we can't find any place to leverage. How can we fly? We can't just fly out of thin air!" As he spoke, he gestured to the surrounding environment with his hands.

After hearing this, Lei Wujie slapped Mu Chunfeng on the shoulder and shouted, "Haha, you're absolutely right! Let's just fly over there!"

Mu Chunfeng was startled by the sudden slap. He widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah?" as if he had not expected Lei Wujie's answer at all.

Lei Wujie said with a smug look on his face, "Although our Qinggong skills are indeed limited, and flying over there on our own is harder than climbing to the sky, we have Sister Luyi! As long as she's here, it will be no problem for her to carry us across this distance!"

After hearing what Lei Wujie said, Mu Chunfeng showed an expression of disbelief on his face, as if he thought Lei Wujie was talking nonsense.

He shook his head and said in a skeptical tone, "How is that possible? Even if Divine Doctor Mo's medical skills are superb and her martial arts are formidable, she's still a mortal after all, not a god. Could she have three heads and six arms? How could she fly us over there? Besides, she's a woman after all, how could she carry us? Even if she could carry one in each hand, she could only carry two."

At this moment, Tang Lian, who had been standing by silently, spoke. His lips curled up slightly as he said to Mu Chunfeng, "Don't worry, Master Mu. You'll know soon." He said no more, only quietly observing the crowd before him.

At this moment, Mo Luyi was looking at Zhao Yuzhen, who had just walked out of the cabin. Concern was evident in her eyes as she asked softly, "How are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

Zhao Yuzhen nodded towards Mo Luyi and replied, "Yeah, I'm fine now. I guess it's because I've been staying in the mountains all these years and never traveled by boat. That's why I felt a little uncomfortable at first."

Mo Luyi gently reached out and took Zhao Yuzhen's hand under her wide sleeve. Her gentle voice sounded like the chirping of a nightingale: "That's good. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, remember to tell me."

At this time, Zhao Yuzhen was also looking at Mo Luyi affectionately. There seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in his eyes, full of tenderness and love for the beauty in front of him.

Seeing them like this, Lei Wujie gently punched Xiao Se's shoulder with his fist and said in a low voice: "Xiao Se, why are you so beautiful? I can't get enough of looking at you."

Xiao Se rolled his eyes at him and said, "Get lost."

Mo Luyi finally came to her senses. She looked around and found that everyone was already there. So she opened her red lips and said, "Everyone, I wonder if everyone is ready? If everything is ready, then let's set off now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Qianluo came to Mo Lvyi's side like a happy little deer, and shouted excitedly: "I'm ready!" As he said that, he winked at Mo Lvyi mischievously.

Mo Luyi couldn't help but smile at this, then she gracefully raised her right hand and waved it lightly in front of her. In an instant, a flash of cold light passed, and the Worry-Free Sword appeared out of thin air before everyone's eyes.

Then, her hands began to dance like a butterfly through flowers, a dazzling display. As she moved, the originally small and delicate Wuyou Sword slowly grew larger and longer, until it reached a size large enough to carry several people.

Mo Luyi slightly turned sideways, extended her left hand towards Zhao Yuzhen, and said softly, "Yuzhen, let's go."

Zhao Yuzhen smiled and nodded, reaching out to grasp the hand that Mo Lvyi offered her. In a flash, the two of them flew lightly onto the Wuyou Sword.

Seeing this, the others also used their Qinggong skills and followed closely. However, one figure in the crowd stood out from the crowd—Mu Chunfeng stood there in a daze, his mouth wide open, his eyes fixed on the magical Wuyou Sword, completely stunned by the scene before him.

At this moment, Wuxin, who was the last to board the Wuyou Sword, saw Mu Chunfeng, who was stunned. He shook his head helplessly, walked quickly to Mu Chunfeng's side, and without saying a word, reached out and lifted Mu Chunfeng up onto the Wuyou Sword like a chicken.

Mu Chunfeng stood trembling on the Wuyou Sword. His originally straight body now seemed a little stiff and unnatural, as if he would fall from the sword hanging high in the air if he moved even a little.

Lei Wujie, who was standing aside, looked at Mu Chunfeng who was so nervous, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but joked, "Mr. Mu, don't worry! Our sister Luyi is here to control the Wuyou Sword, you will definitely not fall!" As he said that, he blinked in the direction of Mo Luyi.

Mo Luyi steadily controlled the Worry-Free Sword, keeping it in steady flight. The whistling wind, like a passionate movement, brushed against everyone's faces, bringing a touch of coolness.

The water below was like a giant mirror, shimmering with golden light under the sunlight. Occasionally, a few playful fish would happily jump out of the water, splashing crystal water.

As time went by, Mu Chunfeng's heart gradually relaxed, and his body was no longer as tense as before. He slowly opened his eyes and began to appreciate the beautiful scenery along the way with great interest. However, the moment he was distracted, the scene before him suddenly changed.

The sky ahead had been enveloped by a thick, rolling cloud, like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth wide open, ready to devour them. Along with this cloud came a violent hurricane, its force so strong it was astonishing.

Seeing this, Mo Luyi's expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely solemn. She shouted loudly, "Everyone, stand firm!" Hearing this, everyone came to their senses and hurriedly reached out to hold on to the people around them, not daring to let up even a little.

Mo Luyi concentrated on manipulating the Worry-Free Sword, trying to raise the blade to avoid the sudden storm. However, the storm surged forward like a madman, and the powerful impact of the airflow caused the Worry-Free Sword to tremble slightly and sway from side to side.