Night had just fallen, and lanterns were beginning to glow.
The dying lamp in the room was like a bean.
Su Yi quietly awoke from meditation, his brows slightly furrowed.
Why had Fang Han still not returned?
Knock, knock, knock!
A knock sounded at the door.
Su Yi got up and opened it, only to see a gray-clothed man with a lean, capable aura standing outside.
The gray-clothed man slightly cupped his fists. "I am a steward of the Cloud Ship. I have some questions for you, sir."
Su Yi said, "Speak."
The man in gray clothes said, "It is very simple. We received word that some shady demonic Outer Dao cultivators have slipped aboard, so we must visit and inspect everyone one by one."
Su Yi gave an oh. "How will you inspect us?"
The gray-clothed man took out a Bronze Plate. "This is the Spirit Sky Plate. Fellow Daoist need only press your palm against it."
Su Yi examined the Spirit Sky Plate, then placed his hand upon it.
Buzz!
The Spirit Sky Plate gave off strange ripples, and a pointer on its surface abruptly pointed toward the position marked with the words "Ascension by Rosy Clouds."
"So Your Excellency is an Ascension by Rosy Clouds Realm cultivator. Please forgive the disturbance!"
The gray-clothed man put away the Spirit Sky Plate and turned to leave.
Su Yi watched him depart before turning back into the room.
The dying lamp was like a bean, its light and shadows mottled.
Although this crude room was covered by the power of a warding formation, it still could not block out the clamor drifting in from the Cloud Ship's marketplace.
Su Yi took out a jug of wine and lightly drank a sip. Then, with a casual step, he stepped onto a