Everyone looked in the direction she pointed and saw a strange cloud mass suddenly appear in the sea of clouds ahead.
The cloud mass was pale blue, completely different from the surrounding white sea of clouds, and it was continuously moving toward the cruiser.
Even stranger, two figures seemed to be standing within the cloud mass.
As the cloud mass drew nearer, everyone finally saw what was inside—a white-haired, white-browed old Taoist priest dressed in an ornate taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand.
His face was lean, his gaze profound, and faint spiritual energy lingered around him. One look was enough to tell that he was no ordinary man.
Beside the old Taoist stood a little girl so beautiful she scarcely seemed real. She wore a goose-yellow padded jacket and had her hair tied into twin buns. Her skin was as fair as the finest mutton-fat jade, and her large eyes blinked curiously as she inspected the cruiser, her little face full of excitement.
Zuo Chan'er instinctively grabbed Hua Qiang's arm and whispered, "Husband, these two have unknown origins. They don't look simple. Should we be more careful?"
Hua Qiang waved a hand, his sharp gaze fixed on the cloud mass as he said slowly, "No need to panic. Let's first see what they want.
Anyone who can stand so calmly in this sea of clouds is no ordinary person. We must not act rashly."
As they spoke, the cloud mass had already drifted in front of the cruiser. Hong Yun stopped, his gaze falling on Hua Qiang, a meaningful smile curling across his lips.
Hong Ling'er, meanwhile, curiously leaned over the edge of the cloud mass and stuck out her little head to examine the enormous cruiser. She muttered softly, "Wow! Is this a big ship that