Wang Daoyuan's plan to head out to sea had long since reached Linhai Prefecture.
Just after leaving Wan Chuan River Valley, he encountered several Golden Core Cultivators who had come to welcome him.
The leaders were none other than King of Linhai and Gu Chengfeng.
Standing to the south of the flying warship, King of Linhai cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, please wait. Since you have come to Linhai Prefecture, allow us to fulfill our duties as hosts."
Wang Daoyuan halted the flying warship and smiled. "My fellow Daoists, you are most thoughtful. But I am in a hurry to continue my journey and should not remain here long. I hope you will forgive me."
Gu Chengfeng repeatedly waved his hands. "Rest assured, Your Highness. How would we dare delay your journey?
Since you are heading out to sea, there will inevitably be times when you must fight. Spiritual items to replenish spiritual power are essential.
The various lineages of Linhai Prefecture have prepared some aged fine wine for you. Please accept it, Your Highness."
With that, he took out a storage bag and walked to the foredeck of the flying warship.
Wang Daoyuan naturally did not refuse. He accepted the storage bag and said, "Many thanks for your kindness, fellow Daoists. When Wang returns from his travels, I shall invite you all to drink to your hearts' content.
Farewell, fellow Daoists."
After bidding them farewell, the flying warship headed east all the way.
Once they left Wan Chuan River Valley, a sense of sudden openness washed over him.
Looking east, the land stretched flat and level as far as the eye could see.
Linhai Prefecture was indeed blessed by heaven. When the Wan Chuan River reached this place, it split into more than ten channels, nourishing the