Chapter 30: The Cloud-Soaring Skyship and the Acrophobic Beauty

“Ooh-hoo.”

A certain black-and-white bear excitedly scampered across the deck of the Cloud-Soaring Skyship, drawing considerable attention. Yue Cai watched it closely from the side, preventing it from causing any trouble.

Meanwhile, Wang Yu trembled uncontrollably in one of the provided sightseeing chairs, her small hands clutching tightly to Yue Feng’s shoulder, her face pale.

The Cloud-Soaring Skyship was incredibly fast. Though also a flying vehicle, it far outstripped the speed of Earth’s airplanes. Furthermore, it boasted an external sightseeing deck, much like the orbment airships found in the Trails series.

A transparent elemental energy barrier could be deployed around the skyship’s exterior, offering exceptionally high safety. It perfectly blocked wind pressure, ensuring that even passengers on the outer deck wouldn’t be blown away, making it a truly perfect civilian transport.

However, for someone suffering from acrophobia, no matter how safe the precautions, the terror induced by high altitudes remained relentless.

Fortunately, Wang Yu’s acrophobia was relatively mild. When Yue Feng initially suggested they visit the deck, she had been quite excited.

After all, in her previous life, she had always been confined to the cabin during flights, which was incredibly dull. The chance to sightsee directly from outside felt like a rare and thrilling experience.

Upon reaching the deck, Wang Yu ventured to the railing, savoring the beautiful sensation of the sky beneath her feet and white clouds drifting alongside her.

Yet, this idyllic moment quickly crumbled. Her mind blanked, and she instantly collapsed into Yue Feng’s arms, only able to stare up at him pitiably, utterly speechless.

Yue Feng, his expression a mix of helplessness and quiet contentment, held Wang Yu while sitting on a chair near the center of the deck. Yue Cai, on the other hand, had already taken A-Bao to explore.

Xiaoke, seizing the perfect opportunity to mock, decided to chime in: “Oh, Master, are you alright? Haha (ಡωಡ)hiahiahia, to be scared so easily, you’re truly too timid! Look at A-Bao, then look at me—flying left, flying right, la-la-la.”

Wang Yu watched Xiaoke sway and dance in the wind, her eyes blazing with irritation. She couldn’t understand why her acrophobia felt so much worse now; it hadn’t been this severe in her previous life.

She had ridden roller coasters, bungee jumped, and walked glass skywalks—she had seen the world.

But when she truly experienced the combination of astonishing speed and thousands of meters of altitude, she simply crumpled. T_T

‘It’s so strange,’ she mused. ‘Pandas are only supposed to run on land, so why is A-Bao so excited, dashing all over the place? Is it ignorance that makes them fearless? Or is it simply because it’s too foolish to know it would turn into meat paste if it fell?’

Considering this, Wang Yu felt even more terrified. She disregarded everything else, shrinking further into Yue Feng’s embrace and wrapping her arms around him.

Yue Feng savored the softness in his arms, embracing her waist and caressing her tender face and silky hair. An evil thought welled up within him: ‘It seems I should take Yu’er to high places more often in the future.

It’s the perfect way to cultivate our relationship. After all, no matter what I do now, Wang Yu hardly dares to resist. As the popular saying goes, there should be a novel written about this!’

Yue Feng hoped this period could last indefinitely, but alas, even the heavens seemed to disapprove of his wicked intentions.

“Greetings, both of you.” At that moment, a young man approached, speaking politely. He wore simple yet elegant clothes. “May I sit here?” He gestured to the seats opposite Wang Yu and Yue Feng.

‘No!’ Yue Feng thought, but he replied cordially, “Of course, please make yourself at home.”

‘Heh, the adult world,’ Wang Yu silently scoffed. She knew Yue Feng was certainly unwilling; he had been taking advantage of her since they arrived.

She had considered asking Yue Cai to look after her, but the cunning Yue Feng had sent her away beforehand.

The seats opposite them had remained empty, as many discerning individuals had noticed their intimate atmosphere and discreetly avoided disturbing them.

This newcomer, however, was intriguing—either he had a purpose, or he was a fool.

The young man was certainly no fool. Yue Feng could tell at a glance that he possessed the strength of the Xiantian realm.

To reach the Xiantian realm at such a young age in this era meant either strong familial backing or a fortuitous encounter and guidance from a master.

Both prerequisites implied he was not a simpleton. This wasn’t a television drama; families wouldn’t waste resources on fools, nor would serendipitous encounters or masters favor them.

Thus, Yue Feng wanted to know his purpose, and Wang Yu hoped this young man would disrupt their situation. Both tacitly agreed to his request.

After a brief silence, the young man was the first to speak: “I am Situ Yan from Furnace City. May I inquire about your esteemed names?”

‘A member of the Situ family?’ Yue Feng mused. The Situ family was not to be underestimated; they had stood in Furnace City for over 400 years, an exceptionally long lifespan for a power in that city.

Furnace City, as a sacred land for fire cultivators, operated independently of other sacred sites. It belonged to no single power but was instead a result of various factions mutually checking one another.

They absolutely forbade any single power from monopolizing it, or for Furnace City itself to give rise to its own sacred land. As such, these major powers appointed a representative.

These representatives typically maintained order in Furnace City, profiting from it while remitting the bulk of their gains to the other great powers.

Some had attempted to assert independence, but all were ultimately eradicated, for sacred lands never lacked for representatives.

The Situ family was the current representative, navigating between various forces and standing strong for 400 years—a testament to their considerable influence.

Yue Feng’s expression remained unchanged as he responded with a smile: “So it is Young Master Situ. A pleasure to meet you. I am Yue Feng, and this is my wife, Wang Yu.”

‘Bite!’ With an outsider present, and the matter being serious, Wang Yu couldn’t openly erupt. She could only secretly bite Yue Feng as a silent protest.

‘Wife?’ Situ Yan was momentarily stunned. He had initially been drawn to Wang Yu’s beauty, but being from a prominent family, he possessed some discernment and quickly composed himself. He cast a curious glance at Yue Feng. ‘Isn’t she a little too young?’

Wang Yu reluctantly pulled herself from Yue Feng’s arms, her face still somewhat pale, and declared, “I am already an adult; I am not younger than you.”

“My apologies,” Situ Yan said, offering a slight bow.

Silence descended upon them once more.

After a long while, Situ Yan spoke again: “Are you two heading to Furnace City to participate in the Myriad Flames Banquet?”

The Myriad Flames Banquet was Furnace City’s triennial celebration. During this event, ten thousand active volcanoes outside Furnace City would erupt simultaneously, creating an extraordinarily spectacular scene.

Crucially, after the myriad flames soared, flame crystals would be left on the volcanic rock, and even larger craters would condense Fire Spirit Pearls. All these were immensely beneficial to fire cultivators.

The Myriad Flames Banquet primarily offered rogue cultivators an opportunity to acquire Furnace City’s resources.

After all, no matter how powerful the sacred lands were, they dared not incur the wrath of the world by monopolizing all of Furnace City’s resources.

Yue Feng glanced at Situ Yan. His goal for this trip was indeed the Myriad Flames Banquet, but the flame crystals and Fire Spirit Pearls were secondary; it was good if he obtained them, but it didn’t matter if he didn’t.

After a moment of silence, Yue Feng nodded.

Situ Yan’s eyes lit up.

“I observe that both of you possess extraordinary bearing, leading me to guess you are on an external trial. I wonder if I might accompany you then? As a member of the Situ family, I am quite familiar with the Myriad Flames region.”

Yue Feng looked at Situ Yan with surprise. This person was quite direct, but that was fine; Yue Feng was too lazy to engage in idle chatter.

“Brother Situ is a young master of the Situ family; it would be our honor to travel with you. However, the Situ family should not be short of manpower, and we are merely at the Xiantian realm.”

“You will break through soon, won’t you?” Situ Yan chuckled.

“Even at Xiantian, you won’t be ordinary Xiantian cultivators. The Myriad Flames Banquet designates territories for each cultivation realm.

Those of lower realms can enter higher realm territories without hindrance, but higher realm cultivators entering lower realm territories will be stopped—this is an unwritten rule.

I am also merely at the peak of the Xiantian realm and will break through before long, putting us in the same area. As for the Situ family, they indeed have ample manpower, but that has nothing to do with me. Whatever we obtain by traveling together, we can split equally, with you two choosing first.”

Situ Yan was terrifyingly frank, yet his straightforwardness left Yue Feng unable to refuse. “Very well, then I will trouble Brother Situ when the time comes.”

Situ Yan returned a bow. Seeing that he had achieved his objective, he discreetly took his leave.

“Heh, Situ Yan is an interesting fellow.” Yue Feng watched Situ Yan depart, then pulled Wang Yu, who was trying to escape, back into his embrace. He nuzzled her tender, pale face and asked, “Wouldn’t you agree, Yu’er?”

Wang Yu gnashed her teeth in frustration. “He’s gone now, let me go!”

“Hehe, your legs are still weak, yet you’re so stubborn. Stay with me a little longer, and I’ll send you back to the cabin,” Yue Feng teased.

Finally, just as Wang Yu was on the verge of exploding, Yue Feng sent her back to the cabin.