True Skill Direction, Farewell Canglong (Misty Mountain Clouds and Rain, the Future is Promising)

"Buzz—"

A low, drawn-out rumble exploded in the sky, rolling like muffled thunder and rolling the cloud layers back.

The cloud banks on both sides rolled open, churning and surging, as a fiery red flying boat, fully seven or eight zhang in size, cut across the long sky at astonishing evasion speed.

In but an instant, it had crossed the horizon, leaving shattered clouds all across the sky, heaving like furious waves.

On the flying boat, Chen Ping'an stood calmly, looking out over the mountains and rivers in every direction.

After experiencing a complete Fourth-Order Flying Boat for himself, the feeling truly was particularly different.

It was not only the experience of evasion speed, but also all the space within the flying boat and the sensation of cultivating there; everything was utterly different from before.

As things were now, even if four or five people traveled together, each would have their own space and would not hinder one another in the slightest.

For someone like Chen Ping'an, who now traveled alone every time, the feeling might not be so distinct. But during that kind of group tempering, the Celestials traveling with the team would probably be able to directly feel the substantial impact of a flying boat's grade.

If one judged solely by evasion speed, the Fourth-Order Flying Boat, fully deployed as it was now, naturally was not as good as Chen Ping'an, who had succeeded in body tempering and stepped into the Great Cultivation Realm. But the existence of a flying boat lay not only in evasion speed; more of it lay in the convenience of the journey, as well as all manner of enjoyment and experiences along the way.

Of course, pomp and bearing were also an indispensable part of it.

According to certain legendary classics, some ancient