Five months ago Author: Xun Chun Xu Zhou
Chapter 87: A Hundred Ships Compete for the Flow, Receiving the Symbolic Edict (Seeking Subscription!)
On the vast sea, a solitary boat sped forward.
Standing at the bow, Chu Weiyang glanced back, and at the end of his line of sight, the originally third wave of the sea had receded far away, almost transforming into a pitch-black line that severed the sky from the sea in his view.
That wave was almost the most obvious boundary that pierced through the universe and the heavens.
But Chu Weiyang knew that this wave would eventually crash down, and even if he took refuge in the Dao City, he would have to face it sooner or later—the towering water barrier, higher than the city walls of Dao City, and the ferocious Foundation Establishment Realm demon serpents raging within the barrier.
Bi Yun Hai She.
Why did it have to be Bi Yun Hai She?
With this thought, Chu Weiyang's mind grew increasingly chaotic, feeling that behind this overwhelming calamity, there seemed to be an invisible hand manipulating everything.
The vague sensation made him even more uneasy.
However, such thoughts did not last long; soon, the majority of his attention fell upon Du Zhan.
At this moment, within the cabin, Du Zhan's voice continued to chatter incessantly.
Du Zhan held a strand of five-colored spiritual light, which Chu Weiyang had whimsically extracted from the Shan He Gui to teach Du Zhan for exploration.
After all, when it came down to it, the refining of precious medicines was merely a part of cultivation for Chu Weiyang.
If he did not do it himself, having the surplus wealth to buy finished precious pills would be the same.
But for Du Zhan, this was the foundation for survival and the path to ascend to the Immortal Heavens in the future!
Perhaps his techniques, in the eyes of such alchemical prodigies, had many areas worth improving.
Sure enough, just by pinching a strand of five-colored spiritual light between his fingers, Du Zhan first observed it for a while, then brought his nose close to sniff it, and finally even licked it with the tip of his tongue.
Such trivial and ordinary actions, yet when Du Zhan spoke, he expressed that he could not discern Chu Weiyang's refining techniques, but within his extremely detailed and intricate words, he explained Chu Weiyang's refining methods thoroughly.
He then immediately pointed out the errors and flaws in the techniques, which could almost be strung together into an essay for Chu Weiyang to read day and night.
At the same time, perhaps sensing the slight awkwardness in Chu Weiyang's heart, from the other end of the sword restriction, a laugh from Chunyu Zhi suddenly transmitted over.
At first, it was a low chuckle, as if fearing that Chu Weiyang would become angry out of embarrassment.
But soon, upon seeing Chu Weiyang's emphasis on the external pill refining methods, she no longer concealed her amusement and laughed heartily.
Accompanied by Chunyu Zhi's clear laughter, Du Zhan, who had been chattering away, suddenly paused in his speech.
He abruptly realized that this was not the time to discuss alchemy earnestly with his fellow disciples in the mountain gate.
At this moment, he was above two Yuanmen cultivators; offending one would likely lead to his foundation being eroded by Hua Sha; offending the other would mean his physical body might be instantly corroded...
Just as he thought of this, Du Zhan was filled with regret.
He knew that when it came to discussing alchemy, he often spoke without restraint, routinely saying things that seemed extremely polite but were, in fact, sharp-tongued and sarcastic.
What a disaster! He should have said some polite words, but instead, he ended up offending people!
With this thought, Du Zhan awkwardly smiled at Chu Weiyang.
At this moment, Du Zhan was still trying to salvage the situation with his words.
But in place, perhaps disturbed by Chunyu Zhi's clear laughter, Chu Weiyang felt somewhat dazed and absent-minded.
When he heard Du Zhan's question, he almost did not hesitate and instinctively responded.
Chu Weiyang's instinctive words suddenly came to a halt.
Inside the cabin, there was a deathly silence.
Seeing that Du Zhan had just recovered from some injuries, his face suddenly turned pale again.
Then, he seemed to think of something and suddenly shivered violently.
Realizing he had misspoken, the laughter in his heart surged even more, and Chu Weiyang could only force a smile, twitching the corners of his mouth in a semblance of a grin.
This was not his original intention; it was just that his thoughts were too complicated, and it happened to lead him to think of this.
This explanation sounded dry and unconvincing.
On the other side, Du Zhan, meeting Chu Weiyang's gaze, also managed to smile awkwardly, but his face looked even more forced than Chu Weiyang's.
Though he said this, it was evident that there was no trust in Du Zhan's expression.
He almost laid all his thoughts bare on his face.
Shaking his head, Chu Weiyang said nothing more and turned to walk outside.
In fact, just like the towering wave that had been left behind by Chu Weiyang, at this moment, far in the distance, the colossal outline of Tianwu Dao City had already emerged in the heavens and earth, like a dark thread that severed the two.
As he approached Tianwu Dao City, the vast sea was no longer empty.
At least, when Chu Weiyang casually turned his head, he could already see many ships braving the wind and waves, racing across the sea towards the Dao City dock.
Some were small, like Chu Weiyang's solitary boat; others were large, with three or four-story pavilions.
In an instant, even the boundless sea surface appeared crowded.
Perhaps due to the influence of the calamity, the people glimpsed in a fleeting glance mostly wore serious expressions, their figures somewhat disheveled, with some even pale-faced and blood-stained robes.
All these scenes proved that this calamity affected the entire outer sea, touching every aspect and being omnipresent.
Aside from the sound of splashing waves, the outer sea had long been steeped in a deep silence.
As they drew closer to the Dao City, the increasing number of ships on the sea made this silence even more oppressive and heart-wrenching.
An unspoken force seemed to flow among the crowd.
Unfounded resentment and anger brewed in everyone's hearts, urgently needing to be vented.
As they watched more and more people gather, with only Chu Weiyang left standing at the bow, Miss Qinghe gracefully returned to the cabin to avoid any prying eyes.
Having lost face in front of Du Zhan, he could still cover it up with a few jokes, but if he lost face again now, it would likely lead to endless troubles.
Thus, they sailed on for a while longer.
Suddenly, Chu Weiyang noticed that the torrent formed by the gathering ships was becoming increasingly crowded, and the ships ahead had slowed their speed.
This confusion did not linger in Chu Weiyang's mind for long.
Before long, a group of people walked on the waves, moving against the direction of the ships, suddenly appearing in everyone's view, then scattering away.
These were likely the Dao soldiers of Tianwu Dao City.
Chu Weiyang recognized at a glance the dark armor that was almost identical to that of Jing'an Dao City.
Just as he was observing, a soldier approached Chu Weiyang's solitary boat.
The waves rocked, and the man, clad in dark armor, stood steady despite the swirling light around him.
Through a layer of face armor, he seemed to glance at Chu Weiyang before peering into the cabin.
However, seeing nothing, he then spoke in a deep voice.
As his words fell, the soldier seemed to clasp his fists towards Chu Weiyang, holding up a palm-sized oval jade talisman, presenting it to Chu Weiyang's eyes.
The jade talisman was engraved with cloud patterns, and from the front, it bore the two characters.
As the spiritual light swirled, it resembled a rough artifact, yet its essence flowed like a jade slip.
At that moment, Chu Weiyang was about to raise his hand to take the jade talisman when he suddenly paused.
At the same time, Du Zhan stepped out of the cabin.
The moment he looked at the dark-armored soldier, he raised his hand and had already pinched a similarly shaped jade talisman in his palm.
However, this one was engraved with alchemical patterns, and in the center were the five characters.
Behind Du Zhan stood Miss Qinghe, her graceful figure adorned with a veil.
She said nothing, lowered her head slightly, but as she stood beside Chu Weiyang, she silently linked Chu Weiyang's aura, placing Du Zhan in the center, as if one were a young master while the other two were mere servants.
When Du Zhan spoke again, he could not be said to be arrogant, but his gaze towards the dark-armored soldier inevitably carried an air of superiority.
As his words fell, Du Zhan turned his head to look at Chu Weiyang, his eyelids twitching, but he ultimately calmed down, lifting his chin as if looking down on him.