Chapter 740: Queueing Without Losing Morality

The Heavenly Will Divine Furnace was not in this layer of space. Su Che and his three companions used the sorting jade tablets in their hands to enter the teleportation array, and naturally, they were transported to their destination.

After just a few moments of teleportation, they arrived in a highly peculiar space—the Heavenly Will Void, created by the Sacred Mother Immortal to protect the Heavenly Will Divine Furnace.

The scenery here was far less enchanting. The dim void was filled with dark red air currents that crisscrossed randomly, giving the impression of being inside a furnace—a chaotic and scorching apocalyptic scene.

The teleportation array was also built within the void, with no top or bottom. However, as Su Che and his companions arrived, a white jade lotus platform dozens of feet in diameter appeared out of thin air.

Emperor Feng Lin instructed everyone to step onto the platform. Then, the platform began to fly automatically through the void, bringing Su Che and his companions to position number 37,852 in no time.

My goodness!

Su Che was amazed in his heart: Is this what queuing is?

Looking straight ahead, countless identical lotus platforms formed an endless straight line, stretching straight forward in the dim void, with no end in sight.

With over thirty thousand lotus platforms lined up a hundred miles apart, the total length must be over three million miles.

At present, Su Che and his companions were at the very end of the line. They could see faint figures sitting on the platforms ahead. Especially on the second-to-last platform, the closest one, there were three Great Luo Golden Immortals, all sitting calmly with their eyes closed in meditation.

It seemed they had no intention of cutting in line at all. They simply waited patiently at the end, indifferent to the time—ten thousand years seemed like nothing to them, showing unparalleled patience.

Emperor Feng Lin said with a smile, “For some Great Luo Golden Immortals, the cultivation environment here far exceeds that of their own mansions. So, while paying ten million immortal crystals to transform treasures, they can also use this time to cultivate here. To put it bluntly, the longer they have to queue, the better—it doesn’t matter if there are more people cutting in line. They can afford to wait for millions of years, so they truly don’t care about this time.”

“That’s really…”

Su Che could only be speechless.

The same thing can lead to completely different views from different people; the same calculation can also have various approaches depending on who is doing it…

Yes, this place is already within the residence of the Sacred Mother Goddess, so the cultivation environment is surely much better than at home. Moreover, the spatial dimension here is closest to the Heavenly Dao; staying for a longer time might even allow one to perceive some kind of divine will.
“So, for most people, it’s actually a good thing if someone cuts in line?” Su Che asked in a peculiar tone.
“That’s exactly right.”
Emperor Feng Lin nodded gently: “Ten million immortal crystals is no small amount for them. It’s extremely difficult to come here, so of course they don’t want to leave so soon.”
“Then fulfill their wish and cut in line quickly.”
Su Che gestured ahead—he had no intention of wasting time here.
Feng Lin and Zong Yi glanced at Lan Ling, who nodded and said, “I understand.”
Whoosh!
The lotus platform carrying Su Che and the others immediately turned away from the long queue and began flying straight ahead.
Only after turning did Su Che realize that the long queue resembled a thin line, located within an invisible transparent passage.
Inside the passage, it was safe, calm, and undisturbed.
To cut in line, one had to fly out of this passage and overtake others from the side.
As soon as they emerged, the scenery changed drastically—a dark red airflow rushed toward them. When it hit the lotus platform, it instantly ignited into raging flames.
It was like rowing against the current or braving the wind and waves; the greater the distance forward, the greater the resistance. This was the first test imposed by the Heavenly Void on those who tried to cut in line.
To cut in line, one had to endure the wind and storms!
Zong Yi said to Su Che, “If it were just me bringing you here, I could probably only get us to within ten thousand ranks before we couldn’t fly any further. Such an air current isn’t something even an Emperor can withstand.”
Su Che then asked, “With all three Emperors working together now, should we be able to reach the front of the queue?”
“Probably,” Zong Yi nodded. “But it’s not as simple as you think. Let’s keep moving forward and see.”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The three Emperors combined their powers to propel the lotus platform, forcing their way through the opposing air currents. Their flight speed was extremely slow, looking quite strenuous.
The lotus platform was surrounded by blinding flames. With nothing else to do, Su Che, out of curiosity, took out a top-tier immortal sword, extending it to ten zhang in length before plunging its tip into the flames.
With a hiss, the sword tip melted instantly, and intense heat radiated outward. Su Che quickly let go. Before the top-tier sword could fall back onto the platform, it had already turned into a pile of ashes.
A top-tier immortal weapon destroyed in an instant!

It can be seen that if any Golden Immortal were to accidentally fall into this blaze, they would also vaporize in an instant.
“This fire is fierce!”
Su Che immediately took out a top-tier container specifically designed for collecting spiritual flames and began to collect them from the fire…
Lan Ling turned around and scolded, “You wretched refugee, can’t you stop bringing shame to our family?”
Su Che paid no attention. While collecting the flames, his consciousness extended outward, showing interest in the dark red air currents outside as well.
The three Immortal Emperors jointly activated a flying magic artifact. Normally, it should have been able to traverse trillions of miles in an instant, but instead, it moved as slowly as a turtle, with the speed decreasing further.
At this rate, it would take dozens of days to cover just a few million miles and reach the front of the group.
Such difficulty was solely due to these red air currents.
What kind of air currents could cause such obstruction to three Immortal Emperors?
However, due to the terrifyingly high temperature of the flames generated by friction within, Su Che’s consciousness couldn’t reach the outer air currents, so he couldn’t touch them for now.
Just for now!
The flames he had collected were immediately sent into the third layer of the Fire Realm. The ruler of the Fire Realm then integrated these flames into himself. A few breaths later, with a whoosh, he spat out a fire humanoid.
This fire humanoid was essentially a clone of the ruler of the Fire Realm, possessing all the characteristics of those flames.
Boom!
Flames erupted around Su Che’s body, turning him into a fire humanoid as well. Being completely engulfed in these flames meant he had complete immunity to them.
There was no need to fear them anymore.
Hiss… hiss… hiss…
Su Che tentatively continued to absorb flames from the blaze without using any containers, collecting them with his bare hands.
Sure enough, the exotic flames that could instantly destroy top-grade immortal artifacts no longer posed any harm to him.
On the surface, this seemingly trivial act seemed like a casual game, but it allowed Feng Lin and Zong Yi to witness once again the wonders within this young man.
Even if they relied on their own cultivation levels, they could ignore the close-range burning effect of these exotic flames, but they couldn’t assimilate them as easily as Su Che.
They understood clearly that this was not refinement, but assimilation!
Apart from his low cultivation level, everything about him was peculiar…

No longer fearing the flames inside, Su Che’s consciousness could now reach the outer dark red airflow. Yet, despite trying every possible method, he couldn’t draw even a trace of that airflow in.
“My cultivation level is too low; I can’t handle it!”
Su Che knew well that there was no special reason—his strength was simply insufficient to pull it in. It was like a child who could tear apart thin paper but would be delusional if trying to tear apart iron sheet.
Bang!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, although Lan Ling said nothing, she showed sudden understanding by effortlessly capturing a mass of dark red airflow, enclosing it in an air membrane, and placing it at Su Che’s feet.
Su Che merely smiled at her. Having slept in the same bed before, there was no need for polite words like thanks.
To bring this mass of dark red airflow into the Immortal Prison, Su Che realized that though it was only the size of a watermelon, it carried a terrifying weight akin to that of a massive mountain. It wasn’t an exaggeration—its weight was truly mountainous, astonishingly heavy.
“No wonder I couldn’t pull it in.”
Su Che stored it in the Immortal Prison and sent it straight to the Divine Tree of Creation, asking in his mind, “Will it be useful?”
“Of course it will!” came the reply from the Divine Tree of Creation. “Any advanced energy will be an inspiration to me.”
By now, the lotus platform carrying the four of them had only traveled one-tenth of the distance, having passed just over three thousand other lotus platforms. Moreover, Su Che could clearly tell that their progress was slowing down, meaning the resistance faced by Feng Lin and the others was increasing.
But in Su Che’s eyes, the outer dark red airflow hadn’t changed much—its color hadn’t deepened, its volume hadn’t increased. It remained a narrow stream of airflow in the void, targeting only them four.
Undoubtedly, trying to dodge this stream of airflow or play hide-and-seek with it would be extremely foolish, leading to even more severe consequences. The fact that Feng Lin and the others were moving straight toward it must have its reasons.
Their speed was slowing down, but thankfully, they never stopped and kept moving forward.
Feng Lin, Zong Yi, and Lan Ling also had endless endurance—cultivation at the level of Immortal Emperors wasn’t something that could be easily exhausted.
One day, two days, three days…
Despite the short distance and the long journey, during this time, the Divine Tree of Creation finally managed to figure out something about the dark red airflow.
“Give me more—the more, the better!” Su Che whispered in Lan Ling’s ear.

“You worthless wretch, will it ever end?” Lan Ling’s tone was exactly like that of a petty shrew who reveals her true nature after marriage. “If I say do it, then do it—no need for so much nonsense.” Su Che wanted to uphold his authority as a husband and spoke firmly, “Maybe I can help you relieve some of the pressure.” Lan Ling merely enjoyed bickering with him, finding it amusing, but she didn’t delay at all. With a series of quick movements, clusters of dark red air currents fell at Su Che’s feet. She knew these air currents were very heavy, so she divided them into small clusters to make it easier for Su Che to collect them. In fact, it was quite considerate of her. A large amount of dark red air currents was sent to the Creation Divine Tree, and before long, a heavy little object formed on one of its branches…