Several days later, Mo Hua boarded the Cloud Ferry.
This Cloud Ferry was a bit smaller, and a bit more crude, than the one Mo Hua had seen before, the one Senior Martial Brother and junior martial sister had ridden.
Even so, it was still very impressive.
The Cloud Ferry rose on the clouds, stirring up layer upon layer of cloud-wolves, a magnificent sight.
In about three months, the Cloud Ferry would enter Gan Province.
Mo Hua also had to arrive, in a little over five months—that was, before September—at Qiandao Sect in the fifth-grade Ganxue Prefecture of Gan Province, and find a way to be accepted into the sect.
The Cloud Ferry floated in the sky, flying among the clouds.
Though it was called "flying," it actually did not really count as "flying," at least not like a cultivator flying through the heavens.
There were seas of clouds in the sky, Cloud Veins in the seas of clouds, and within the Cloud Veins, there were currents of air. These currents formed fierce winds that surged and circulated through the clouds of the Nine Provinces, finally flowing together into Xun Province.
The Cloud Ferry used the air currents within the Cloud Veins to sail between prefectures.
At first, Mo Hua found it very novel. A few days later, once the novelty faded, he felt bored.
On the Cloud Ferry, every cultivator had a guest room.
The guest room was not large, meant for cultivators to cultivate and rest in.
Most of the time, Mo Hua stayed in his small guest room, quietly cultivating and studying Array Techniques.
He was alone, and to avoid trouble, he rarely went out.
Only when it was time to eat would he go out for a stroll.
The Cloud Ferry had a large cabin where