September arrived, the autumn air crisp and clear.
Beneath the brilliant sunlight, the sea stretched in an expanse of azure, sky and water merging into one color.
Like a black dragon, the Azure Dragon Flying Ship tore through wisps of cloud. After circling a desolate island several times, it came crashing down.
The Azure Dragon Flying Ship coiled into a mass at the island's center, its enormous hull occupying nearly half the island.
At the ship's dragon head was a broad terrace. The Flood Dragon King, clad head to toe in black scales, stood upon it and surveyed the surroundings.
Beside him stood the grandmaster of formations, Gui Wanshu. Bald and devoid even of eyebrows, Gui Wanshu had a sickly green complexion, tiny mung-bean eyes, a long neck, and a short stature. He wore a deep green dharma robe.
Gui Wanshu's appearance was somewhat ugly, even comical. Yet as he held the Purple Star Myriad Phenomena Ruler and calculated with rapt concentration, he possessed the bearing of a true grandmaster.
He was currently measuring and calculating the changes in the surrounding spiritual qi, searching for the Divine Firmament Sword Palace's precise location.
Even one as powerful as the Flood Dragon King had to wait quietly at the side.
The other four Spirit Transformation cultivators stood nearby, the three men wearing grave expressions. Only Zhu Yusi, dressed in a long silver gown, bore a smile. Her long, alluring eyes remained fixed upon the Flood Dragon King, her gaze brimming with flowing, lingering spring desire.
As the Flood Dragon King's publicly acknowledged mistress, Zhu Yusi never concealed her relationship with him. Her position within the Dragon Scale Association was likewise rather unique.
Whatever the other Spirit Transformation cultivators thought, they would never reveal any inappropriate looks or expressions on their faces.
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