Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

High above the clouds, the jade carriage hummed with energy, its glow merging with the shifting hues of the sky.

Noah sat with eyes half-lidded, fingers resting lightly on his knee, his posture composed but alert.

Xin Yan was at his side, silent, her senses sharp and focused on the energy fluctuations ahead.

Mo Ji, quieter than usual, had retreated into her thoughts, trying to settle the storm of emotions still churning in her chest.

Below them, the vast sprawl of the Quan Empire's western territories lay hidden beneath a sea of clouds.

Mountains rose and fell like slumbering beasts, rivers curved like silver serpents, and the air was rich with spiritual essence.

But even amidst this natural beauty, danger always lingered.

Several flying beasts had attacked the carriage for entering their territory, but they all met their unfortunate end at the end of the solid walls of the carriage slamming into them.

The walls of the carriage were enchanted in a way that the blood and the gore did not stay stuck to it for a long time and washed off on its own, keeping it in a pristine condition.

As the carriage neared the borders of the Lian Empire, a territory fiercely protective of its airspace, several patrol arrays ignited.

High in their command towers, formation masters of the Lian Empire narrowed their eyes as their long-range spirit-detection tools sensed the carriage drawing near to their borders at a very fast pace.

The speed at which it moved made the people hold their breaths in panic and surprise.

"Unidentified artifact spotted—approaching from the east!"

"Speed?!" the commanding officer barked.

"Untraceable. Too fast to measure. Possibly a Rank 7 Artifact, it could even be… Rank 8." Another robed officer replied in a grim tone.

Gasps broke out across the watch post.

They hadn't seen anything moving that fast since the last Heavenly Tribulation storm.

"Prepare to engage! Shield the capital! Activate the intercept formation—now!"

But just as the spirit formations lit up and Lian's elite cultivators launched into the sky like arrows—

The jade carriage vanished.

It didn't explode. It didn't decelerate. It simply… flickered once—then disappeared without a trace, as if space had swallowed it whole.

"W-What happened?!" A junior cultivator cried out, his voice cracking. "Where did it go?!"

The officers stared in stunned silence.

"No spatial ripples… no exit trail… It's just gone…"

The commander narrowed his eyes just as he felt all the eyes landing on him.

"Expand the net! Search all coordinates within a hundred-thousand-Li radius! Don't cross the border. At least… not yet." Then he turned to another senior official.

"Since we did not see the carriage enter the empire, nor were there any signs of it happening, just send a message to the capital and let the emperor be aware of it."

"Since those people have dispatched their peoples, we should expect to see scenes like this." This part he muttered to himself.

The officer saluted and rushed away to follow the orders.

Hundreds of cultivators launched into the skies. Ancient formations blazed to life. But no matter how far they searched, there was nothing.

Nothing at all.

Unseen and undetected, the jade carriage had never truly vanished—it had pierced through the empire's formation undetected.

As the Lian Empire scrambled below, the carriage streaked straight through the empire and reached the other end of the border.

Once the carriage came into view, it had long crossed any civilization and escaped the sensory arrays of the Lian Empire and arrived at a desolate forest that was not big, and even its end could be seen at near sight.

Soon, even the trees thinned. Mountains crumbled into barren hills. The skies darkened, clouds roiling with unnatural storms, flashes of lightning bleeding red and violet as if the heavens themselves bore old scars.

The lands were abandoned by nature and man alike.

Not even the beasts could be seen beyond the borders, not to mention the soldiers who dared not to venture deeper into these lands.

Below, an empty valley stretched for miles.

Vast. Grey. Silent.

The only sound was the howling wind.

In the center of the valley stood a massive circular hall—its roof shattered, its columns eroded with age. At its center was a bottomless pit, a cylindrical hell.

The air here was different. Violent. It tore at the clothes and the skin. Even a decent core formation realm cultivator would have difficulties breathing and standing in this place.

Crackle! Boom! Crackle! Rumble!

Yet the jade carriage passed through as if gliding through a summer breeze—unshaken, untouched.

Within, the light of the artifact's protective array pulsed calmly. The outside world shrieked in fury, but the carriage paid it no heed.

Faster and faster it moved, until it was no longer visible to the eye.

Just a streak of pure light.

It carved through the violent storm clouds, bypassing lightning and spatial distortions as if they didn't exist.

Then—

The space before it rippled.

The ripple turned into a wave.

The wave split into layers—like curtains of silk parting one by one—and the very fabric of reality folded inwards.

A tear opened in the void.

Chrrr—

From the ripple to the tear, everything happened so silently and so fast that it felt like everything had happened in a single second.

The jade carriage, glowing like a comet, pierced through the gaps without hesitation and disappeared into the void.

The gap in the air slowly sealed itself before everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened, and the streak of light was the illusion created by the purple-black lightning in the area.

Somewhere else.

High up in the air, beyond the white clouds covering the lands below, the air shimmered and opened before spewing out a golden carriage like a distasteful spice stuck in the teeth.

The carriage stopped in the middle of the air for a few seconds before it slowly started descending down, splashing through the sea of clouds.

Colored in the warm glow of the sunset, the vast city revealed itself at last. The lands of the hidden past that ran away trying to protect its lineage and create a new light for the future.

The gate of the carriage flickered open as Mo Ji peeked her head out to look at the familiar city with nostalgia and a bit of fear.