The cultivators fell silent as cicadas in winter, shoving responsibility back and forth for a long while before a tall, thin cultivator finally stepped out from the crowd. He bowed to Lin Xuan, his face full of respect. "This junior is Jin Wu, paying respects to Senior. This is the White Elephant Sea Region. May I ask what instructions Senior has? So long as it is within this junior's power, I will certainly do my utmost."
"The White Elephant Sea Region?"
Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face. He had never heard this name before.
But after thinking it over carefully, there was nothing strange about it. Although the East Sea was only one of the several hundred small realms in the Spirit World, its area was still extraordinarily vast. Even Cloud Province of the past could not compare. On such an expansive stretch of land and sea, it was only normal that there were many sea regions he did not know.
Seeing Lin Xuan frown in thought, the cultivators at the side did not even dare breathe loudly. This senior's cultivation was unfathomable, and many old monsters had extremely strange tempers.
They did not want to invite a fatal disaster for no reason.
After waiting a moment, Lin Xuan finally spoke again. "Which of you has a nautical chart of the nearby waters? The more detailed, the more useful."
"A nautical chart?"
Quite a few cultivators muttered inwardly. This was something almost everyone kept on hand, yet no one opened their mouth. They all held to the idea that no trouble was fortune, unwilling to inexplicably draw this old monster's hostility.
Seeing that no one answered his question, Lin Xuan's expression darkened, and he was just about to lose his temper when,