Vermilion Bird Boat.
This flying vessel bestowed by Emperor Xia was crimson from end to end like blazing flames. Powered by supreme-grade fire spirit stones, when flying at full speed, it trailed a ribbon of streaming fire several zhang long from its stern, like a crimson meteor streaking across the sky.
Lu Chen stood at the prow.
Under the blessing of Wind God Blessing, his senses were amplified to their utmost limit—every wisp of airflow and every flicker of spiritual energy within a hundred zhang around him was clearly reflected in his sea of consciousness.
He had not chosen to travel using Shrinking the Earth to an Inch.
That spatial Supernatural Power was certainly fast, but it consumed too much and could not precisely pinpoint a target three thousand seven hundred li away.
The Vermilion Bird Boat was the most reliable choice at present.
Beneath his feet, mountains and rivers sped backward.
He sensed the azure jade note lying quietly in a corner of his Sumeru Ring.
He had already sent his reply.
"Wait until I break through, then I will meet you in the valley."
Three hours later.
Dusk closed in from all sides.
The Vermilion Bird Boat slowed and silently descended into a concealed valley on the outskirts of Medicine King Valley.
Lu Chen put away the vessel, changed into a fitted black outfit, and covered his face with a bronze mask taken from a Shadow Council assassin, one capable of blocking divine-sense detection.
He had not notified Medicine King Valley.
He had not even alerted the Hidden Dragon Guard sentries concealed around the outskirts of Hundred Herbs Market—before leaving the Capital City, he had learned every one of their faces, hiding places, and rotation patterns from Mo Qianqiu.
Using Shadow Demon Trace Steps in conjunction with the