The magnificent war chariot sped along the mountain path, never actually touching the ground.

The scenery beside the road flashed past, and if Jiang Wang hadn’t possessed considerable cultivation, he would have found it difficult to discern what had passed by.

Mount Chiyun was indeed fraught with obstacles, most of which were cloud beasts.

These cloud beasts were similar to Ye Qingyu’s cloud beast art, but completely beyond her control. Or rather, the Cloud Soaring Pavilion’s cloud beast art originated from Mount Chiyun.

Naturally, the cloud beasts on Mount Chiyun were far more powerful than those summoned by Ye Qingyu. They appeared unpredictably, launching attacks from unexpected locations.

However, before this war chariot adorned with seven-colored flags, they were rendered mere decorations.

Often, the cloud beasts would just leap out, only for the chariot to have already passed, unable to even touch a wheel. Had Jiang Wang not had keen eyes, he might not even have noticed he had been attacked.

Occasionally, some cloud beasts would manage to collide with the chariot, launching an assault. Yet, the blue light barrier remained utterly unyielding.

Jiang Wang even suspected that if this blue light barrier were to be pushed to its limit, even with his full power, he might not be able to break it. And he wondered how long it would take.

In terms of speed alone, once this chariot was set in motion, it would be difficult to catch up unless one continuously used Flame Meteor.

No wonder Ye Lingxiao was confident enough to let Ye Qingyu, who had yet to open her inner palace, come to Mount Chiyun! This chariot alone was enough to ensure her invincibility.

If one’s strength is insufficient, magical artifacts can compensate.

Noticing Jiang Wang’s impressed expression, Ye Qingyu explained somewhat apologetically, “This is the Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot. The seven-colored flags represent seven different functions. My father obtained it many years ago and specially left it for me to protect myself.”

“A fine treasure,” Jiang Wang praised.

Ye Qingyu then took out a uniquely shaped birdcage from her storage jade pendant. She gently opened the cage door, and one after another, little cloud larks flew out of the birdcage, seemingly endlessly. It was difficult to imagine how such a small birdcage could hold so many cloud larks.

“Cloud Lark Cage,” Ye Qingyu continued, “These little things are very clever and can help us find those few people… and the Divine Power Fruit at the first moment.”

Since entering Mount Chiyun, Jiang Wang had subconsciously taken the dominant position.

Because his combat strength far surpassed Ye Qingyu’s, and his experience was richer than the sheltered Ye Qingyu’s. He had come with the intention of helping Ye Qingyu, and he believed he could make the right decisions.

However, Ye Qingyu had also made preparations for Mount Chiyun. Only out of consideration for Jiang Wang’s feelings had she allowed Jiang Wang to take charge.

It was only after slow progress and Jiang Wang’s own hesitation that she stood up to express herself.

In her opinion, a genius like Jiang Wang, famous throughout Qi, would inevitably be somewhat self-centered, no matter how gentle his temperament. This was out of consideration as a friend. After all, Jiang Wang had come to Mount Chiyun purely to help her.

Of course, Jiang Wang was not overly self-centered and unreceptive to different opinions. He acted decisively but was also receptive to advice.

If Ye Qingyu had a better approach, he was happy to relax.

Seeing the Cloud Lark Cage, he merely praised, “A fine treasure,” somewhat lamely.

He really didn’t understand the world of the wealthy.

He only knew to be careful and cautious, to proceed step by step, and to rely on his strength and adaptability to deal with danger.

He had no concept of driving a safe and high-speed luxury war chariot to directly crush dangerous places.

Cultivators advocate not being attached to objects, as excessive reliance on external objects can affect one’s pursuit of the Dao. But Jiang Wang now felt that if he had enough “external objects,” it didn’t seem to matter much whether he had the heart to pursue the Dao…

The Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot sped wildly across Mount Chiyun.

Before long, Ye Qingyu said, “The cloud larks have found them! The two people from the Spirit Void Palace and the Cloud Wanderer are in the north and south of the mountain, respectively.”

She held up the Cloud Lark Cage, closed her eyes, and seemed to be able to share the cloud larks’ vision: “In the south of the mountain, at a half-collapsed pavilion, Dou Mian seems to be looking for something. In a small pool in the north of the mountain, the Cloud Wanderer is… The cloud larks have been destroyed.”

Ye Qingyu opened her eyes: “The Cloud Wanderer also seems to be looking for something in the pool. Which side do we go to?”

“Their goals are very clear. They seem to know this place well and have made preparations early, which is why they are so fast. Unlike us…” Jiang Wang said helplessly, “Is Pavilion Lord Ye deliberately creating difficulties for us? That’s why he didn’t say anything.”

Ye Qingyu also looked troubled: “Sometimes I don’t know what he’s thinking, he’s like a child.”

Jiang Wang only complained casually and thought for a moment: “We will have to deal with them sooner or later, let’s go to the north of the mountain first. I have a rough judgment of Dou Mian’s strength, but the Cloud Wanderer is too mysterious, it’s better to explore his secrets first.”

Since they were both in Chu, Dou Mian’s strength was naturally inferred based on Zuo Guangshu. Zuo Guangshu’s talent was also top-notch. The Zuo family was similar to the Dou family, and Dou Mian himself was not much older than Zuo Guangshu. Even if he was stronger, it should be limited.

Of course, this judgment may not be accurate. Jiang Wang was just more worried about the Cloud Wanderer, who was hiding his true abilities.

“Okay,” Ye Qingyu agreed, steering the Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot to turn.

“Wait,” The Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot was traveling at high speed when Ye Qingyu exclaimed in surprise: “The cloud larks have seen the Divine Power Fruit, at the top of the mountain!”

Jiang Wang was also stunned. He hadn’t expected to find the Divine Power Fruit so easily.

Secondly, if the Divine Power Fruit was at the top of the mountain, what were Dou Mian and the Cloud Wanderer lurking around those two places looking for? Was there another rare treasure on Mount Chiyun? Or were they actually clueless about Mount Chiyun?

“Where do you think we should go?” Ye Qingyu asked.

“Go get the Divine Power Fruit first!” Jiang Wang decided decisively.

Regardless of what they were looking for! Since Ye Qingyu had come for the Divine Power Fruit, that should be the priority. After achieving the primary goal of obtaining the Divine Power Fruit, they could consider other things.

The Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot turned again, heading straight towards the top of the mountain.

Mount Chiyun was very high, and even at the speed of the Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot, it still took a long time to reach the summit.

The higher they went, the more they realized that the wind outside the mountain was very slow, so slow that it seemed to have never blown. But by observing the subtle movements of the floating clouds over a long period of time, one could clearly perceive the existence of the wind.

Mount Chiyun had an invisible dividing line that separated two different times.

They reached the top of the mountain.

The summit of Mount Chiyun was mostly barren, but there was a tree.

This tree was very large, occupying almost a third of the summit. But strangely, it could not be seen from the foot or even the waist of the mountain.

It was as if it had suddenly grown out after you reached the summit, “growing” into your sight.

The Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Chariot hovered in front of this tree. Looking up, its branches seemed to connect to the sky, quite spectacular.

Could this be the Divine Power Tree?

Did the Divine Power Fruit grow on this tree?

Jiang Wang thought to himself. If the Divine Power Tree was so big, then it should bear at least one or two hundred Divine Power Fruits…

As if sensing Jiang Wang’s thoughts.

The giant tree suddenly shook violently, and a terrifying aura erupted. A majestic and profound voice resounded –

“I am… the Mountain Guardian Spirit!”