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Ye Mingshang had flown quite far when he suddenly came to a halt, pausing for a moment before slapping his palm.
“Damn! How did I forget to ask how to enter?”
Every secret realm has a specific time and place for entry. Just like the Celestial Abode, where the vortex appears during a special period as the entrance.
The location of the Cloud Mist Wonderland is no different. He had only heard from Wang Sijin that the entrance was at the highest peak but hadn’t had the chance to ask how to get there, which was a bit reckless.
He quickly turned around and flew back.
Fortunately, he hadn’t gone too far. When he returned, the others were still there, with Wu Boyi treating Tang Bo and Mao Sheng’s injuries.
Feeling a powerful Aura, he immediately stood up as a small black dot slowly appeared, startling him.
Wang Sijin looked at Ye Mingshang, who had a serious expression and was earnestly asking for the method to open the gate, and broke into a cold sweat.
“Hurry up, I’m in a rush,” Ye Mingshang said awkwardly, glancing at him quickly.
“Oh, right. The entrance is at the brightest spot on the peak when the sun and moon appear together.”
“Got it.”
Whoosh!
Having received the necessary information, Ye Mingshang hurriedly left again, leaving Wang Sijin looking embarrassed.
Wu Boyi finally breathed a sigh of relief; he could still change his mind and launch a counterattack. Thankfully, it was just asking for directions; it scared him to death. Speaking of which, this Fellow is too careless; where’s the demeanor of a master?
“Achoo!”
Already far away, Ye Mingshang suddenly sneezed.
"They must be talking bad about me, hmph! I'll let you off this time, but if the information is wrong, just wait and see how I make you understand."
Ye Mingshang felt a bit hot under the collar and coldly snorted, trying to maintain his composure as he thought to himself.
The highest peak in the world is undoubtedly Mount Everest, towering above the horizon. No mountain has ever been surpassed unless the sea dries up, allowing peaks buried deep beneath the ocean floor to be climbed.
Mount Everest is the main peak of the Himalayas, located on the border between China and Nepal, with its northern slope within the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Of course, he couldn't just fly there; it was over three thousand kilometers from here to Tibet, which would surely exhaust him.
Once he reached a place close to human habitation, he would have to rely on his legs to run like crazy.
In the nearest municipality, he booked a direct flight to Lhasa. Since it wasn't peak travel season, tickets were easy to come by. However, they weren't cheap, costing around two or three thousand, but he could afford it.
His long gun was a prohibited item; it wasn't allowed on board. In the end, after some negotiation, he could only check it in.
"Hey there, your long gun looks really cool! Let me help you carry it," a flight attendant said with sparkling eyes as she looked at Ye Mingshang's ink gun.
Ye Mingshang shook his head. "It's quite heavy; you won't be able to lift it." With that, he walked straight ahead.
The flight attendant pouted. "What's so great about it? I've seen cooler stuff."
Although the flight attendant looked slim, she worked out regularly and had a good physique. They had considerable strength too; while the gun looked imposing, its wooden body made him doubt it could weigh much—maybe just a few dozen pounds at most.
He believed even a half-grown child could lift something weighing a few dozen pounds; he didn't think he lacked that much strength. To him, it seemed like the other person just didn't want him to touch it. However, when the long gun was weighed, he realized that she was right—he truly couldn't lift it!
Looking at the slightly flimsy weighing scale, Ye Mingshang hesitated to place his ink gun on it; he was genuinely afraid of breaking the small scale.
"Sir, please place your... luggage on the weighing scale," a staff member said as they prepared to mention the long gun but suddenly remembered something and awkwardly substituted it with "luggage."
Ye Mingshang glanced at the scale and then at the staff, asking, "Do you have a larger scale? My gun is quite heavy, and I'm afraid this one won't be able to handle it."
The staff smiled and replied, "Don't worry, sir. This is the latest digital scale, capable of weighing up to eight hundred pounds."
Ye Mingshang had never weighed his ink gun, but by feel, it was at least over a thousand pounds. This scale clearly wouldn't be sufficient.
"Then this scale won't work; my gun weighs at least a thousand pounds. Don't break it; please find a larger scale if you have one."
The staff's expression twitched slightly. Although still smiling, they were internally complaining.
"Come on! A thousand pounds? Who do you think you are? Xiang Yu? The Overlord Spear is only a little over two hundred pounds! Can you at least keep your logic straight when you're bragging?"
Nearby, a flight attendant who had come over was also silently laughing.
"A thousand pounds? Are you kidding me? Do you know how heavy that is? Looking at your small frame, even fifty pounds would be tough for you to handle. Just because the girl looks good doesn't mean you should act tough. If you're going to pretend, at least make it believable."
"Sir, please step on the scale. Boarding will begin in ten minutes to avoid affecting your schedule," the flight attendant said with a smile as he approached.
Ye Mingshang turned to him and said, "Of course I know it's time to board, but this scale can't weigh my gun. If it can't measure accurately and breaks, what then?"
The flight attendant's expression twitched as he glanced at the helpless-looking manager behind Ye Mingshang. He smiled and said, "Sir, please weigh yourself. If the scale breaks, it's on us."
Seeing the other person's demeanor, Ye Mingshang raised an eyebrow. "You mean that?"
"Yes, please step on the scale."
"Alright, but don't regret it." Ye Mingshang suddenly revealed a playful smile.
The flight attendant felt a sudden pang of unease as if he had made a wrong decision.
Ye Mingshang slowly placed his long gun onto the scale.
The number on the Digital Screen suddenly jumped to 50, representing 50 kilograms.
The administrator was startled, almost thinking the scale was broken.
"What happened? It was fine just a moment ago."
After checking, she confirmed that the scale was working properly. Only then did she look in surprise at the pitch-black ink gun and then at the tall and slender Ye Mingshang.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing the unusual expression on the administrator's face, the Flight Attendant walked over to ask.
The administrator pointed at the Digital Screen. The Flight Attendant looked and instantly widened his eyes.
Fifty kilograms?! That's a hundred pounds!
He actually lifted it with one arm, and it seemed quite effortless.
This person... has such great strength!
After the shock, they noticed that Ye Mingshang's hand was still resting on the scale, indicating for him to relax and not exert force.
(To be continued.)
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