A month later.
The time had come to head to Tianxing City and receive those who were taking part in the Dao Tian Immortal Palace examination.
It was not yet dawn, but Li Zhōujūn had already packed up and was preparing to gather at the plaza behind the Spirit Ship Hall.
"Elder, here's the chicken soup you instructed me to make last night." At that moment, Chan Yi's voice came from outside the door.
"Thank you." Li Zhōujūn opened the door, took the fragrant chicken soup from Chan Yi, and gulped it down in a few noisy swallows.
Watching this, Chan Yi sighed inwardly. She had never expected this Elder to love eating chicken so much. Over the past month, she and Zhu Ling had made every kind of dish imaginable that required chicken.
"Elder, I heard you're going to Tianxing City to receive those taking the examination. Be careful on the way." Chan Yi spoke to Li Zhōujūn.
After all, it was not easy to encounter such a good Elder.
"Don't worry. You and Zhu Ling just need to cultivate properly here." Li Zhōujūn nodded and said with a faint smile.
After finishing the chicken soup, Li Zhōujūn officially set out.
The plaza behind the Spirit Ship Hall.
The plaza was enormous. Spirit Ships were parked all across it, so numerous that they could not be counted at a glance.
These Spirit Ships were extremely tall, each several dozen zhang high. They were like giant beasts, no smaller than the aircraft carriers of Li Zhōujūn's previous life. In front of them, people were as tiny as ants facing an elephant.
In front of Spirit Ship A-19.
Zhang Zishi was saying goodbye to his wife, Shu Menglan.
"Menglan, when you come back this time, what do you want me to