(The chapter was uploaded late. My apologies, my apologies.)
Fiery clouds blazed at the horizon; the evening glow traveled a thousand miles.
A dragon boat ferry named Turning Ink docked at an immortal ferry crossing. A group of travelers prepared to change ferries and head for Yellow Millet Kingdom.
Leading the group was a green-robed young boy who swaggered down from the ship, his sleeves flying as he swung his arms. At his side was a young girl, a Chao Shou Yan hanging from her waist and a Green Bamboo Staff in her hand.
Behind them came a young man in Confucian robes, accompanied by a yellow-robed old man who looked like an attendant. His features were ancient and strange, with falcon eyes and hawk pupils. His bones were so gaunt that his Daoist robe seemed absurdly loose.
Compared to them, the young man appeared the most utterly ordinary.
They had been invited as guests to attend a peak-opening celebration.
That lordly fellow who walked as though the wind followed him was, naturally, Luopo Mountain's Nascent Soul Realm Water Dragon and Patriarch Hall offering, Chen Lingjun.
This time, Guo Zhujiu, Mountain Lord Chen Ping'an's Direct Disciple, had also left the mountain alongside Chen Lingjun.
Li Huai, a worthy scholar of Cliff Academy, and Savage Peach Pavilion's Taoist priest, who called himself Young Taoist Priest, were simply tagging along for free food, free drink, distant travel, and peace of mind.
Besides his famous title of "Young Taoist Priest," Peach Pavilion possessed another travel document. He was also a Wild Cultivator from Southern Posuo Continent, with the Daoist name Dragon Mountain Duke.
Following them—or rather, guiding them—were two Qi cultivators from Yi Dai Peak: Song Yuan and his junior sister, Liu Runyun. Curled lazily on Liu Runyun's shoulder was a young white