Not a Matter of Money

"There are only a few hours left. We're finally almost at Longwan, Caozhou!"

"I'll make a pretty penny from this trip."

Those with strong cultivation and sharp eyes could already make out the easternmost edge of the Western Continent. That was Longwan, the port city of Caozhou in Great Yin.

Everyone felt more at ease with solid ground beneath their feet.

"Whoosh!"

Several streaks of light flashed across the sky, drawing envious gazes from everyone below.

They were Martial Artists at the Aperture Opening Realm, and even at the Spirit Condensing Realm and Divine Domain Realm, flying at tremendous speeds. There had been many such experts around lately.

Yet as they approached the docks of the coastal cities, they all stopped flying and continued on foot across the sea. Great Yin had set up coastal defenses along its shores.

Anyone or any vessel entering the country had to undergo inspection. Even those at the Divine Domain Realm had to cooperate without complaint.

Unless they could enter through some other place.

But it was said that a massive barrier stretched along Great Yin's entire coastline. It let people out but not in, so sneaking across the border by force was out of the question.

The only way in was to submit to inspection like everyone else.

That was why Zhao Han had obediently traveled by ship.

A few hours later, the cargo ship joined the queue and sailed into Longwan's harbor.

Ships came and went in every direction. The harbor was just as busy as the docks at Binhai County and Coiled Dragon Island.

Coastal guards in formidable-looking uniforms inspected everyone entering the country.

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

The entry inspection wasn't strict. They asked a few routine questions without probing too deeply, and never demanded to search people's baggage or other