"Fellow Daoists, please wait!"
Just as everyone was about to set off, a ripple stirred on the Sky-Splitting Boat, and Mu Hai Golden Immortal revealed himself, speaking to stop them.
"May I ask what else you need, Fellow Daoist?" The seven were slightly startled, and Huang Bo Old Ancestor spoke.
"It is nothing important. I only wanted to tell you all that if you successfully teleport to the Miro Realm, you must clearly identify your direction. Flying northwest will let you find a cultivator region as quickly as possible. The other three directions are savage wilderness; the deeper you go, the more dangers there are. This information would originally have been sold to each of you for a thousand immortal Spirit Stones. You should thank Master Qin. Master Qin has greatly helped my Duan Yu Hall, so this time I will tell you all free of charge."
When Mu Hai Golden Immortal finished speaking, he gave everyone a solemn look, especially pausing on Qin Fengming for a breath, then cupped his fist and bowed before disappearing once more into the Sky-Splitting Boat's restrictions. A droning hum then rang out, and the enormous Sky-Splitting Boat suddenly shot into motion, speeding toward the distant sea. In only a few breaths, it had vanished without a trace.
Everyone looked at one another, then successively cupped their fists toward Qin Fengming in thanks. Though Tu Lie Golden Immortal did not speak, he also cupped his hands like the others.
A single sentence, sold for a thousand immortal Spirit Stones—far too expensive!
Yet if Mu Hai had truly wanted to sell it, any cultivator who reached this place would likely not refuse the trade. Because that was something that could save one's life.
If one could not distinguish east from west and flew deep into