Several days later.
Aboard the Floating Rune Warship.
Before them lay a stretch of sea that appeared calm and peaceful.
Yet it was quiet in a way that felt profoundly unnatural. Across that vast, boundless expanse of water, it was as still as an ancient well without a ripple.
As Ling Wuyuan's companion—or rather, the one responsible for serving as his final safeguard—Yan Manyan lightly brushed back her hair and asked him with a relaxed expression, "Wuyuan, are you ready?"
Ling Wuyuan answered directly and decisively:
"Of course."
Then, looking somewhat puzzled, he asked:
"But... Grand Elder Yan, do you really need to come with me?"
"Aren't you busy organizing all sorts of materials?"
He was not surprised that someone was accompanying him.
Or rather.
He would have been deeply surprised if no one had accompanied him.
He knew perfectly well how highly Su Qingyue and the others valued him. It would not have been an exaggeration to say they would rather die themselves than let him die.
But honestly.
He had never expected the accompanying person to be Yan Manyan, who ought to have been focused on revising and completing the materials related to the Heavenly Position Realm.
Hearing that.
Seeing the puzzled look on his face.
Yan Manyan proudly raised her head and said:
"Hehe~"
"You're right."
"But even so, it's about time I relaxed a little too, isn't it?"
"Besides, the work I need to do doesn't really depend on the environment. Taking a trip with you to clear my head won't be much of a problem..."
For Yan Manyan.
Although refining the materials Ling Wuyuan had provided earlier required considerable effort.
That sort of task did not actually require her to remain in one place at all times as though she were in seclusion.
Therefore.
Taking