Fantasy World: I Can Travel To Cultivation World

Luis was heading straight up toward the sky, his focus sharp as he controlled the flying boat using his Vortex Qi. With the vortex endlessly supplementing him, the Qi within his body felt limitless.

He has been flying nonstop for 3 hours; the first hour he just flew into the air with novelty, then the next two hours he was curious and flew into the sky wanting to see if there was a tribulation cloud in the sky.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But, after flying for 2 hours, he regretted it. There was no such thing as a tribulation thundercloud. The sight around him was an endless blue sky and some small blocks of cloud.

"Now I have to travel back," Luis muttered, annoyed at the wasted effort. "Two more hours of flying…"

Luis' eyes widened in shock. His hands gripped the edges of the boat tightly, but it was no use—the force of the wind was too strong.

His heart pounded, and fear crept in as the boat tossed around like a leaf in a storm.

"No! This is bad," he muttered, panic rising. Without hesitation, Luis opened the vortex and threw himself inside. He had no choice; if he stayed out there any longer, he would surely die.

"Shit, what just happened?"

He waited for a few more minutes before peeking back into the cultivation world. He hurriedly entered inside it with the boat and flew down with full speed.

He didn't want to encounter that natural disaster-level hurricane again.

Two hours later, he returned to the place where he flew away. His heart is still pounding with fear.

There everyone was sitting around at a table eating and drinking. The moment they saw him, they stood up and walked over.

"Boss, what took you so long? Master Baron was waiting for you. The Black Cavalry should be arriving any time now," Xiao Wei asked with curiosity.

Luis brushed him off and focused on Han Mo.

"I flew really high into the sky and encountered a strong wind. Do you know anything about it?"

Han Mo's face became confused hearing this.

"Young boss, how high did you fly so high?" Han Mo asked in confusion.

"If you are telling the truth, it must be the death wind. How did you survive if you flew that high? How could you have so much spiritual energy to take the boat that high?"

"Tell me more about the Death Wind that you mentioned." Luis again questioned, not answering any of Han Mo's questions.

Han Mo stopped questioning and looked at Luis with deep eyes.

"The Death Wind is a powerful natural disaster," Han Mo explained.

"It forms far above the clouds, where few dare to fly. It drains the spiritual qi very quickly. Almost no one survives encountering it. That's why it's so dangerous."

Luis frowned. He realized how close he was to death.

"Is there any way to avoid it?"

"Just don't fly that high," Han Mo replied simply.

"The only ones who can survive up there are those with a high-grade flying boat or Gold Core immortals."

Luis sighed, hearing that this is definitely some kind of restriction so that many people don't fly high into the sky.

It reminded him of the fantasy world. There is also one restriction on the continent, but it is more like a cage.

There is a barrier in the sky, around the whole continent. For nearly six thousand years, no one had managed to break through that barrier.

Luis pushed the thought aside and gave a few quick orders. He had more pressing matters to attend to. The soldiers of father are coming; he needs to return to the fantasy world.

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"Have you heard? The Black Cavalry is nearby and will send someone to pick us up soon."

"The Black Cavalry? Is that true?"

"Of course it's true! I saw a scout from the Black Cavalry enter our camp last night, and Commander Samuel received him in person.

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Similar conversations were taking place in every corner of the camp.

The tense atmosphere in the air was completely swept away, replaced by a sense of excitement after surviving a disaster.

It seemed as if the two words "Black Cavalry" had some special magic. As long as they were nearby, it meant absolute safety.

The reason is very simple. The Black Cavalry is the most powerful army in the northern wasteland.

"Boom boom boom."

During Dark Night, the ground suddenly began to shake. A black torrent appeared and rushed towards the frontline camp.

However, the people in the camp were not panicked at all, because they had already seen the Hartmann Family flag fluttering through the dim light!

The army of nearly 15 thousand rested for a short time before heading out again. This time more soldiers were added from the camp, it being the private army of Luis.

However, the army advanced very quickly. They quickly reached the Rocky Mountain Range by the morning.

The Orcs mostly live in rocky fields, and finding the trace of the Orc army is very difficult in the vast rocky land.

Moreover, in such a place, it is basically a pipe dream to track them based on their footprints. Therefore, the first difficulty of the army is to find the traces of the Orcs army on the vast field.

Fortunately, there was Baron Felipe in the team. He had the title of "Rocky Field God of War.".

This ugly-sounding title was not given by humans; it was dubbed by the orcs.

The fact that his enemies gave him such a title was enough to show how terrifying Baron Felipe was on the battlefield.

As Luis was lost in thought, Felipe approached him, his voice firm and decisive.

"These are my most loyal soldiers," Felipe began.

"If I wanted, I could gather an army of 70,000, but most of them can't be trusted for war. I need you to bring these 15,000 soldiers into the vortex. The next step depends on you. This time, I'm determined to strike deep into the orcs' hinterland and attack their city."

Luis snapped out of his daydream, understanding the weight of Felipe's plan. It was time for action.

This time he didn't follow the route of oath to enter the cultivation. He wanted to see if he could bring them through his own will.

He tried communicating with the vortex.

'I want all these people to travel to the cultivation world.' He tried to give the order, but there was no reaction from Vortex.

'I want them to travel to the cultivation world if they are loyal to the Hartmann family.'

He tried to improvise, and finally there was some reaction from the vortex. Many thousands of names began to appear rapidly in it, giving them permission to travel to another world.

Now, the number of people who are qualified to travel between both worlds is almost 24,783. The oaths that they had with the god of contract began to break and began to form in the vortex.

Luis got yet another memory: all the people who are connected will never have any thoughts of betrayal in the future. The vortex will not let them have such thoughts.

"It's done. All of them can now travel to cultivation world. What's the plan now, father?"