Merfolk, a New Cultivation Direction? High in the sky.
The Wind Falcon beat its broad light azure wings, holding its form steady amid the surging gale.
Lu Xuan stood on its back, looking down below.
Islands of every size lay scattered like stars across the sea. The ocean stretched alongside them without end, and beneath the golden sunlight, it possessed a grandeur that took one's breath away.
"We've finally reached Voidsky Island."
Lu Xuan gazed at one of the largest islands among the archipelago and murmured to himself.
After leaving Vast Forest Market, he had gone nowhere else. Following the route designated by the sect, he had arrived near Voidsky Island in just two days.
He put away the Wind Falcon and slowly descended onto Voidsky Island.
Voidsky Island stretched for several hundred li, its terrain filled with jagged, strange rocks. Only around the island's central region did large numbers of cultivators and mortals live.
Lu Xuan walked along the bluestone street.
A sea breeze drifted over from time to time, cool and carrying a faint salty, fishy tang.
There were many cultivators on the street, mostly at the Qi Refining Low Stage. Now and then, he spotted one or two at the Qi Refining Middle Stage, but not a single high-stage cultivator.
The cultivators on the island differed markedly from those in Vast Forest Market. Their clothing was rough and wild, while the exposed skin of their bodies had been tanned dark and glossy by the sun.
Numerous stalls lined both sides of the street, their goods equally distinctive.
"Fellow Daoist, come take a look! I've got plenty of Silver Silk Algae, freshly gathered from the nearshore waters—only three Spirit Stones per jin!"
A dark-skinned young man beside him saw Lu Xuan examining the items at his stall and