In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

As do the elders, they could take all strong people away. So Kadiri, Tsongai, and several others stayed back to overlook the sect in case enemies attacked during this vulnerable time.

Brmmm~

The stairway retracted itself. And before those below could react, the ship vanished, flying fiercely through the air. But those standing on deck didn\'t feel the pressure coming their way.

The space around the ship was protected, keeping them all safe.

Good...

Then it was time to show them around the ship, no?

---1 hour later.---

Myu watched all the disciples get assigned their respective sleeping quarters. What sort of bed was that soft?

Are you sure you’re not trying to tempt them to sleep during the night rather than cultivating?

The couches were also similar to those in the park buildings. Soft, good-looking, and very out of this world.

In short, he had never seen anything like it. There was also something called a fridge that used a special formation to keep things cold.

Temperature Array? Those were too hard to do; talk less of doing them for every single room.

Forget about his room. The entire ship had 4 floors below deck; the 3 at the bottom only had sleeping quarters filling the place up. But the floor directly below the deck was called the Entertainment floor.

What? You say they can go into various realms on this floor?

Myu was not only confused but in a state of uproar.

Do you know what you\'re saying? (\'0\')

All the elders face him with a sympathetic look, seeing how much he had missed out. When Leisho revealed his strength, that was when Myu almost fainted in horror.

If he had listened to his junior’s advice and visited the park from the start, wouldn\'t he be ascending by now?

Knowing he was the one who stopped his own progress made his face twist like he was eating sh**.

Myu smiled bitterly.

Is it possible to go back in time?

Yes. [Elders who all made progress]

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Like so, everyone was excited, jumping in celebration at seeing this floor.

Bho Jin was the most animated of all.

He was still broadcasting how the ship\'s interior looked.

"Woo~... I thought after leaving, knowing I would be able to visit the other realms, only focusing on my park/comic manuals. But who would\'ve known Boss Chu would give us another surprise?"

The attractions also opened and closed at the same time as per the usual rules. All rules applied, even the time restriction when playing each game.

There was a simulation hall, cinema, gaming hall, and pavilion.

Very quickly, many aboard the ship.

While Bho Jin was celebrating, people like Wen Sima quickly logged in, alongside his friend, only to find a new game pop-up.

Resident Evil?

Myu and the elders chose to head to the cinema to see what new realm was available.

Eh?

Train to Busan?

Alright. It seems like their journey to Yanging province might be too short in their opinion.

But as they were about their day merrily, far away from them, several people drowned in unison.

Where are they?

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Emperor Ming frowned.

"Your majesty, I haven\'t spotted the Profound sect\'s group yet."

This was odd... They should\'ve met during the journey, the same way he met several from the Holy Fountain Sect, the Mystical Force sect, and all the rest.

Even if everyone traveled a day or 2 after each other, they typically met sometime during their journey.

The travel beasts needed to land after weeks of flying to wet their throats, etc.

The journey would take several months. So of course they would meet each other along the way.

Likewise, sects below the big 3 would also participate, though they had very few quotas.

Where were they? Heh.

Several people from the Mystical Force Sect traveled alongside the royal entourage, tactfully looking at one another.

It\'s estimated that the people they sent had already eliminated those bastards!

Sect elder Hundai suppressed his smile.

\'Good... I, Hundai, did promise you that none of your geniuses will make it Yanging!... Leisho... Since you refuse to hand over a few of your quotas to my sect, then don\'t blame me for not looking at your old face anymore!\'

He was sure they were all dead!

Crown Prince Marco Sima also snickered. He knew the plan, knowing his 9th brother would be traveling along the bunch.

So wasn\'t that the end of that pesky fly\'s life?

\'Wen Sima... Your whore of a mother should\'ve never tried to compare with my precious mother. Even father admits you\'re a mistake!\'

After all, who would want to be with a cockroach when they can be with a goddess?

Dead.

Many people smiled, seeing no signs of the Profound Sect disciples anywhere.

Time to get their existence and concert on the competition.

... There was no use remembering the dead.

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