Swoosh, swoosh. Sails swayed atop several towering track poles. There were no spirit cannons on them, only giant tiger-head crossbows deployed across the deck. Three pitch-black tiger-patterned bolts were nocked on each giant crossbow. Two Spirit Transformation cultivators clad in tiger-patterned spirit armor stood beside each giant crossbow.
A succession of fifteen massive hulls hung suspended above the plaza paved with azure spirit bricks. Every single hull was fully half a size larger than the flying-swan-class warships Lu Xiaotian had ridden before.
Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the deck at this moment. Beside him was a woman dressed in black shirts, her face also veiled in black gauze, revealing only a pair of bright, charming eyes. She sat alone in a corner among the four of them. Additionally, there was a slim, beautiful woman in a red skirt with her hair coiled into a palace bun. Her expression was cold, and a faint spiritual fragrance of medicinal pills emanated from her body. This kind of body fragrance was mostly emitted by people who practiced alchemy long-term.
Lu Xiaotian was likewise a person who practiced alchemy, but as a body cultivator, his control over his body was meticulous to the extreme. Taking a little time, he could expel this kind of medicinal pill odor out of his body. There were also some alcychemists of moderate cultivation who would act like this, just not able to be as thorough as Lu Xiaotian. Of course, there was also a portion of alchemists who took pride in the pill fragrance on their bodies, using it to distinguish the status gap between themselves and ordinary cultivators.
Aside from these two women, the person slightly closer to Lu Xiaotian was a male wearing purple-black theatrical attire with ear-length short hair. His appearance was quite handsome, and