The matter thus came to an end. Frost Lord's Father's face was dark, and the Frost Family's white-haired elders were all as quiet as chickens.
All the Grand Unity True Immortals of the Frost Domain dispersed quietly, Wang Wu included. No one wanted to court trouble. What did it have to do with them anyway?
As for the position of Dragon Head City's overseer, so be it if it was lost. The Frost Domain still had three branch altars now. Fine. The sky was not going to fall.
And the Frost Family seemingly had no face to ask Frost Lord for help. It seemed they did care about their dignity after all.
After that, the atmosphere aboard the Spirit Capturing Ship remained strange. Everyone continued drinking wine and tea, playing chess, listening to music, courting women, and having their fun without interfering with one another.
The relationship between Wang Wu and Qing Xue remained blazing hot. They hid at the ship's stern, storming cities and sweeping the court clean, with all who saw them surrendering at the mere sound of the wind. Truly happy days.
Three months flashed by, and they arrived at Xuantian Sect's gate.
Of course, in truth, the Frost Domain's Spirit Capturing Ship had already been intercepted one and a half million li away. Xuantian Sect disciples guided it to a designated area, and Xuantian Sect had prepared everything with extraordinary thoroughness. The details were flawless, every aspect displaying the profound foundations of an ancient immortal sect.
For example, every Grand Unity True Immortal who had come to witness the ceremony received a Creation Jade Talisman. With it, they could instantly teleport back to the Spirit Capturing Ship from anywhere within a radius of two million li, preventing danger from arising.
They could also teleport to Xuantian