"Uncle Gu, have you ever heard of the Three Realms Immortal Boat and the Boarding Order?" Jin Chen asked, looking at Gu Chuanting with some skepticism.

Gu Chuanting nodded and said, "I've heard of it. It's said that the so-called Three Realms Flying Boat is an unrivaled Space Spiritual Treasure with Great Divine Power capable of piercing the void. Back in the day, when the Three Realms Sect was at its peak, they used this Three Realms Immortal Boat to break into several sealed Space Secret Realms, seizing a large number of treasures. It was quite famous on the Central Continent. Later, when the Three Realms Sect declined, even the City Lord spoke of the Three Realms Immortal Boat, expressing much regret over its loss."

Upon hearing this, Jin Chen didn't speak for a while. His gaze flickered, as though lost in thought.

Seeing this, Gu Chuanting turned to the Demon Clan and asked a few questions. The One-Horned Demon Clan, having already conceded, was naturally forthcoming with answers.

Seeing that everything he wanted to ask had been answered, there was no further use for the demon. Gu Chuanting's eyes took on a fierce glint, as he intended to exterminate it.

"Don't...don't kill me, don't kill me. I know the location of a Boarding Order. I can take you there." The One-Horned Demon Clan sensed the ominous atmosphere and quickly kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

Gu Chuanting hesitated for a moment and looked at Jin Chen.

"Uncle Gu, let him stay for now. Let him take us to find that Boarding Order. If it turns out to be fake, it's not too late to kill him then," Jin Chen said slowly.

"Won't this delay our search for the Heavenly Fire?" Gu Chuanting frowned.

"It won't. Right now, we have no clues about the Heavenly Fire anyway, so wherever we look, it's still searching. If that Boarding Order is real, once we obtain it, we can then decide whether to continue searching for the Heavenly Fire or collect the Boarding Orders. It's still timely," Jin Chen replied.

"That works too." Gu Chuanting nodded.

...

In another area filled with bizarre stone formations on a desert wasteland.

Master Tantai of the Daluo Sect sat cross-legged beneath a severely wind-eroded rock wall, facing a giant, black-skinned man with a build like an iron tower.

This black-skinned giant was none other than the Black Bear King, one of the Demon Clan's Demon Kings.

At this moment, rather than dueling with magic, the two appeared as old acquaintances, casually chatting back and forth.

Yang Fan and Gan Wenqing were not nearby, perhaps sent off on some errands.

"Alright, enough small talk, let's get to the point. I'm a bit puzzled as to why you would inform me about the Three Realms Immortal Boat and the Boarding Orders?" Master Tantai's eyes were filled with confusion as he asked.

"To be frank, there are mainly two reasons: we are old acquaintances, and I don't wish for us to confront each other in life or death, with both sides heavily wounded, which is meaningless. If you decide to seek the Boarding Orders instead, it's likely we won't conflict over the Heavenly Fire anymore. Besides, if you go collecting the Boarding Orders, our Ten Thousand Demon Country will have one less competitor." The Black Bear King extended one hand, showing two fingers, and spoke candidly.

"Heh, you do have a very open strategy..." Master Tantai chuckled.

"In any case, the location of the Boarding Order I know of has been told to you. Whether or not to search for it is up to you. That's all I have to say. I have other matters, so I'll take my leave first." The Black Bear King clasped his fists in salute, stood up at once, and turned to leave.

Master Tantai continued to sit upright, watching the direction the Black Bear King left for a long time before suddenly standing up with a slight smile.

However, he did not head towards the pointed location but continued along his original path, moving forward.

...

On a riverbank desert in an unknown area, the dust on the ground gradually dispersed, revealing a huge pit over ten zhang in size.

At the bottom of the pit lay a somewhat dilapidated demon beast carcass, measuring five or six zhang. Judging by the remaining aura, it appeared to be a Level 5 Demon Beast that had just died. Its large, murky eyes stared into the sky, gradually losing their luster.

Long Hou stood beside the demon beast, his foot on its head, and his hand pressed upon its head, conducting a Soul Search while its Divine Soul had yet to dissipate.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, his eyes flashing with delight.

"Let's go, we'll head over there." He spun around, recognized the direction, and waved his hand.

"Why change direction?" Long Yinkong asked in surprise.

"There's something more important than the Heavenly Fire, no wonder those folks from the Ten Thousand Demon Country were willing to negotiate with us. It turns out they plan to find the Boarding Orders. Heh, if we can gather them first, forget about the Heavenly Fire, everything in this space will be ours." Long Hou's eyes showed excitement as he spoke.

Long Yinkong and Long Yuhuan listened in confusion and were about to ask more when they saw Long Hou already moving, Flying Escape in the decided direction, leaving them to catch up hurriedly.

...

Meanwhile, on a desolate desert wasteland about ten miles away from Long Hou and the others, Sima Changqin stood still. In front of him was an ancient stele half the height of a person.

The stele was inscribed with ancient characters from the Central Continent, detailing the Three Realms Immortal Boat and the Boarding Orders.

He only glanced at it briefly, a faint mocking smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, showing no intention of paying it any heed.

...

Elsewhere, Wang Fulong and two golden-robed Returning to Void Cultivators under his command were racing in one direction, speed fastened by tunneling light.

Leading the group, Wang Fulong was at the forefront, his face filled with barely concealed excitement as he continuously formed seals with one hand to accelerate the tunneling light.

A golden-robed cultivator within the team discreetly transmitted his voice to Wang Fulong, "Sect Master, the lord's message indicated that Wan Tianren is also within this Space Spiritual Treasure, and we're to go and assassinate him. Ignoring this responsibility outright—is it really alright? If that lord holds us accountable, Sunset Sect can't afford such consequences."

"Speaking of which, our Sunset Sect indeed rose to power upon the support of that esteemed one. But relying on others is not a long-term plan, as they say, 'Fortune lies in danger.' If we successfully seize the Three Realms Immortal Boat this time, we won't need to look at that person's expression ever again. Sunset Sect will truly be able to root itself firmly. This risk is worth taking." Wang Fulong said solemnly.

After speaking, the excitement on his face became increasingly hard to suppress.

This trip to the Fire Rock Desert truly is a heaven-sent opportunity, holding unexpected joy!

The two golden-robed cultivators seeing this, no longer tried to persuade.

...

On the summit of a certain crimson mountain peak, Golden Robed Wu Yu stood calmly facing the wind, his gaze fixed ahead.

A moment later, a silver light shot from afar, landing behind him, it was Xuan Ye.

"How many groups went over?" Wu Yu did not turn back, asked.

"Three groups, respectively White Emperor City, Heavenly Dragon Hall, Sunset Sect." Xuan Ye replied.

"He really didn't take the bait." Wu Yu said quietly after a moment of silence.

"Him? Her Majesty the Empress meant Sima Changqin?" Xuan Ye asked.

Wu Yu shook his head, not answering Xuan Ye's question. He said, "To draw away three paths is already a considerable achievement, let's proceed as planned."

A long rainbow wrapped the two, flying towards the distance.

...

Meanwhile.

Yuan Ming and his companions were advancing along the underground spirit vein's flow.

The further they went, the more abundant the power of the spirit vein felt. Along the way, they encountered increasingly numerous fire attribute heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Yuan Ming naturally didn't let any slip, collecting them all and throwing them into the Fire Lake.

As a result, the fire attribute spiritual power within the Fire Lake became increasingly dense, the Earth Core Purifying Fire grew slightly stronger than before.

In the Fire Lake, Dian Xiaosan was surrounded by Earth Core Purifying Fire thicker than before, his skin a fiery red, looking like a fire robe was forming around him.

Yuan Ming nodded slightly, just about to withdraw his divine sense, his action suddenly paused, looking towards Dian Xiaosan's forehead.

Amidst the speckled flickering flames, a strange red pattern appeared on Dian Xiaosan's forehead, akin to flames, slowly spreading downward.

"Dian Xiaosan truly lives up to being a sixth-level alchemist, his talent in the Zhu Rong Heart Technique is indeed astounding, so quickly forming the Zhu Rong Fire Pattern." Yuan Ming felt a burst of joy in his heart, musing silently.

The Zhu Rong Fire Pattern only appears when the Zhu Rong Heart Technique reaches perfection; when this fire pattern covers the entire body, it signifies the technique has reached perfection.

He originally thought Dian Xiaosan would need some time to immerse himself in careful ponderance and refinement before achieving success, unexpectedly the actual progress was so rapid.

Yuan Ming then discovered another situation; possibly due to Dian Xiaosan's imminent breakthrough, the demand for fire attribute spiritual power drastically increased, leading to an accelerated depletion rate of spiritual power in the Fire Lake, and a rapid decline in fire attribute spiritual power within.

"This won't do at all!" He immediately withdrew his divine sense, speeding up his advance, fully collecting every fire attribute spiritual material encountered along the way.

Wulu and Nan Shangfeng, upon seeing this, also extended a helping hand, handing all collected spiritual materials to Yuan Ming, reluctantly sufficing Dian Xiaosan's consumption.

"Fellow Daoist Wan, look ahead!" On a lava land covered with flowing fire, Nan Shangfeng pointed forward, addressing Yuan Ming beside him.

Yuan Ming looked up, only to see a tall red spirit grass growing by a broad lava river ahead.

This grass resembled a Fire Phoenix, with a flame-shaped spiritual flower atop, radiating a dazzling red glow, remote as it was, the astonishing heat could be felt, even with his current cultivation, it felt somewhat unbearable.

"This is the Red Flame Zhu Li Flower!" Yuan Ming revealed a look of joyous surprise.

The Red Flame Zhu Li Flower is a level 6 spiritual grass, quite similar to the Earth Core Fire Lotus he had encountered before; both absorb the scorching fire power from lava for growth, containing exceedingly rich fire spiritual power, casting it into the Fire Lake would surely be effective.

Yuan Ming did not move forward immediately but sent out his divine sense to sweep around the Red Flame Zhu Li Flower, confirming there were no signs of fire beasts lurking, before he leapt over, waving his hand and plucking it.

The root system of the Red Flame Zhu Li Flower was quite long, and when uprooted, it brought out four or five deep red stones.

On the riverbed of the lava river, similar stones lay scattered.

"These are... Red Essence Stones?" Yuan Ming's eyes lit up.

Red Essence Stone is a type of fire attribute ore, not as valuable as the Red Flame Zhu Li Flower, yet still classified as a level 5 spiritual material.

Yuan Ming felt a surge of joy in his heart; luck was truly on his side, with the Red Flame Zhu Li Flower and so many Red Essence Stones, it was sufficient to support Dian Xiaosan's breakthrough.