In the Human realm, a five-sailed ship rose up on the horizon on the ocean, sailing along slowly.
The sails were blindingly white under the sun, taut and shaking with waves of heat, like a great white bird that carried the ship through the waves and over the ocean.
At a closer glance, there were many profound glyphs engraved on the railing that glimmered under the sunlight. That was why the sails could adjust automatically without any sailors or helmsman, constantly ensuring the greatest speed while remaining on track.
The people on the deck were all dressed in daoist robes and possessed striking demeanors, gathering in groups of three and five as they talked and laughed. They even brought many fruits and jerky with them as snacks on this joyful trip, temporarily leaving behind their day-to-day cultivation so that they could enjoy the sun and sea wind to their heart’s content.
Everything seemed so peaceful. An old man stood at the nose of the ship with his hands behind his back, except he gazed into the horizon with his brows furrowed.
Hearing his disciple’s laughter and conversations, he sighed inside. Sigh, the daemon star of misfortune, Yinghuo, has emerged. I wonder how much longer this can last. After this crisis, just how many of the disciples behind me can survive?
Let alone these disciples, even he was nothing compared to the crisis of the world with his bit of cultivation.
However, he was unable to tell anyone about these thoughts.
When they set off on this lengthy journey to Myriad city, he had only said to his disciples that he wanted to take them out to see the world, but in reality, he was considering how to get the entire Qingyang temple to join the Myriad sect.
Following the battle of Black Cloud city, the Myriad sect had sustained severe losses. They had been recruiting disciples far and wide the entire time, welcoming everybody. However, as a master of a sect, he could only qualify as an inner disciple.
He would rather be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond, but without a great ship, he probably would not survive this great storm. Once he perished, then everything was over. He would not even be a fish anymore.
At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and looked back. “Lingxiaozi, go and call your junior sister Miaozhen. We’re almost at the Myriad sect. She can’t afford to miss out on this!”
“Yes, master.” A young, handsome daoist priest immediately cupped his fist and accepted the order with a bow of his head. He thought, Master sure does favour junior sister Miaozhen!
He made his way into the cabin quickly, and the surroundings immediately darkened. He only managed to find his way with the glow from his eyes. As he walked, the laughter and chatter from the deck gradually vanished as well. After taking several dozen steps, it was as if he had entered a tranquil world.
But that makes sense. She can still cultivate in peace in the cabin at a time like this. Using maste…
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