Huang Mei needed time to prepare the sea charts and funds, so Chen Qing used this time to consult the Archives concerning Myriad Streams Market and the Tianxing Alliance.
Myriad Streams Market, the dazzling pearl on the northeastern fringe of the Tianxing Seventy-two Islands, was prosperous beyond anything ordinary people could imagine.
It was the undisputed heart of trade under the Tianxing Alliance's control, with an astronomical volume of goods and wealth passing through it every day.
Whenever he thought of the Tianxing Alliance, the scene of his battle with Wei Shanze in the Ten Thousand Poisons Swamp surfaced involuntarily in Chen Qing's mind.
Though most of the Tianxing Alliance's attention was currently tied up by the conflict on Fuyu Mountain Island, as the third true disciple of Tianbao Supreme Sect, he could not rule out drawing the attention of certain people.
Besides, Elder Deng had already perished.
Deng Ziheng was no weakling and possessed the ultimate art of the Four Symbols of Mountains and Rivers, yet he had not even managed to send back a message before his Life Tablet shattered instantly. That meant either the killer was far stronger than him, or a killing trap had been laid, leaving him no room even to struggle.
Traveling through this treacherous martial world, especially in the chaotic Thousand Reef Sea, one careless misstep could mean eternal damnation.
At that thought, Chen Qing narrowed his eyes.
He carefully checked his equipment once more: the Mysterious Dragon Spear, eighteen spare long spears within the Myriad Phenomena Diagram of the Heavenly Cycle, various pills, and several life-saving Trump Cards. Everything was ready.
He could not afford the slightest carelessness on this journey.
The next day, the sky was clear and bright, while the sea breeze carried a salty, damp scent.
Huang Mei had