A Chance Encounter with Central Lands Cultivators
He spoke with certainty, then glanced at Luo Lingshuang and smiled:
"Maybe we'll end up directly within the Luo Clan's territory, and then we can go see my father-in-law."
Hahaha."
Upon hearing this, Luo Lingshuang's cheeks flushed slightly, but she also felt a sense of anticipation.
He said, "I wonder how my parents are doing. They'll be shocked when they see our strength."
And Luo Yuanhui, just blind him in the eyes!
Just as the group was talking, Zhang Xuanchen's expression suddenly changed.
Xuanjing's voice resounded in his sea of consciousness:
"Brother Chen, a Fifth-grade Flying Boat is approaching us from thousands of miles away."
"There is one Mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator and ten Nascent Soul Cultivators on the Flying Boat; their purpose is unknown."
Zhang Xuanchen's gaze sharpened slightly as he slowly put down his wine glass.
He looked up at the distant sea, glanced at the crowd, and said:
"Get ready, we have guests coming."
"Don't say anything for a moment, watch your expressions, and leave everything to me."
The Great Sage paused for a moment, "A guest?"
"That can't be right. There isn't even a bird on this vast ocean, so where would a guest come from?"
Although he had doubts, he chose to believe.
He asked:
"Xuan Chen, could it be that blind Fifth-grade Yao King causing trouble again?"
"With Brother Abyss Ao, a Peak Fifth-grade expert, around, anyone who comes will only get beaten up."
Zhang Xuanchen shook his head and said:
"It's not Yao King, it's a Fifth-grade Flying Boat."
"If nothing unexpected happens, they should be from the Central Land Immortal Continent. After all, this place is closest to the Central Lands, and their flight direction is opposite to ours, so there's probably no mistake."
As for why they approached, we'll know when they arrive.
After speaking, Zhang Xuanchen pointed to the Spirit Fruit and wine pot on the table.
"Now sit down and rest for a while."
The Great Sage pursed his lips and sat down again.
"If they have ill intentions, I'll teach them a lesson!"
"Rest assured."
Zhang Xuanchen picked up his wine glass, his gaze calm.
"If they really want to fight, then they should die!"
Before long, a streak of white-gold light appeared on the distant horizon.
The streak of light moved at an extremely fast speed, and after passing through layers of sea fog, it gradually revealed a huge Fifth-grade Flying Boat.
The Flying Boat is entirely platinum, with a white crane with outstretched wings carved on its prow, surrounded by intricate array patterns.
Dozens of banners fluttered in the sea breeze.
The Flying Boat stopped a few hundred feet away from the Wavebreaker, and then an Elder dressed in a gray-blue robe with white cranes walked to the side of the ship.
He had a thin face, and his brows carried a hint of authority from someone who had long held a high position.
It was the Mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator that Xuanjing had sensed.
He cupped his hands in greeting to Zhang Xuanchen and the others, and said loudly:
"I hope my fellow Daoists will forgive my rash arrival."
I have only one question to ask.
Zhang Xuanchen did not rise, but simply raised his cup in a gesture of respect, saying, "Fellow Daoist, please speak."
The Elder in the green robe glanced at everyone and saw that Zhang Xuanchen's expression was calm, while Luo Lingshuang and the Great Sage were still drinking tea and chatting on the deck.
The initial underestimation in his heart slowly faded away.
Judging from the aura just now, that monkey's cultivation level had clearly reached the Fourth Stage Late Stage.
And his bloodline is not low.
The person before me must be quite powerful to be able to subdue such a spirit beast.
He asked:
"Thank you, fellow Daoist. May I ask whether you all come from the Sunken Tide Ancient Continent or the South Sea Immortal Continent?"
Upon hearing the words "Sunken Tide Ancient Continent," Zhang Xuanchen's heart stirred.
Sunken Tide Ancient Continent?
It seems the other party is not simply traveling on the Endless Sea.
Zhang Xuanchen quickly pondered.
These people specifically inquired about the Sunken Tide Ancient Continent; were they there because of that precious treasure there?
That's quite possible.
Thinking this to himself, he showed no unusual expression on his face, but instead revealed a hint of doubt as he replied:
"We come from the South Sea Immortal Continent, and our journey is to the Central Land Immortal Continent."
He paused, then deliberately asked:
"As for the Sunken Tide Ancient Continent that you mentioned, I have never heard of it. May I ask what kind of place that is?"
It's better to avoid trouble; let's just pretend we don't know.
Upon hearing Zhang Xuanchen's question, the Elder in the green robe's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.
The news that the Sunken Tide Ancient Continent possesses a great treasure must not be known to others.
He didn't doubt Zhang Xuanchen's words. After all, the Endless Sea was vast and boundless, and ordinary people couldn't even figure out the direction. It was perfectly normal that they had never seen the Sunken Tide Ancient Continent.
Thinking of this, the Elder in the green robe relaxed his guard slightly and said with a smile:
"The Sunken Tide Ancient Continent is nothing more than an archipelago in the Endless Sea."
"I have a fellow disciple there, so I thought I'd inquire about him beforehand."
"Since none of you came from the Sunken Tide Ancient Continent, then let it be."
Zhang Xuanchen nodded. "I see."
Then he inquired, "May I ask if you are cultivators from the Central Land Immortal Continent?"
"Exactly."
The Elder in the green robe did not hide anything and answered very readily.
Zhang Xuanchen showed a pleased expression and continued to inquire:
That's great.
We've been adrift at sea for decades, and now all we want to know is how long it will take to reach the Central Land Immortal Continent from here?
The Elder in the green robe pondered for a moment, then replied:
"If everything goes smoothly, it will take about three or four years."