"Money is just a worldly possession. If it can buy absolute safety in the deep sea, there's no better bargain."
Huang Yan chuckled.
"Besides, the balance on Spirit Hall's purple-gold card is nothing more than a number."
Before long, an auction house attendant respectfully brought the Dragon Abyss Boat, folded down to roughly a foot in size, into their private room.
Huang Yan paid the gold and put it straight into his Storage Soul Tool.
"Anything else catch your eye?"
Shui Bing'er asked.
Huang Yan glanced at the two-thousand-year sea snake Spirit Bone brought out next, then shook his head with complete disinterest:
"Just junk. It's too young.
Let's go. Time to take care of business."
Both of them had lived inland until now. Having suddenly arrived at the sea, they did not even know their bearings.
They still needed to find a ship.
The Dragon Abyss Boat would come in handy on the return trip.
Leaving the auction house, they headed straight for Vast Sea Grand Harbor.
Countless ships lay moored at the docks, their masts a forest and their sails a sea of clouds.
Laborers hauling cargo, vicious-looking sailors, and scantily clad seafaring women shouted at the tops of their voices.
The air reeked of a tangled mix of sweat, rum, and fish.
"This place is much more chaotic than Skywater City."
Shui Bing'er frowned slightly, discreetly stepping out of the way of several drunken sailors.
"What order can you expect in a place full of desperate outlaws?"
Huang Yan's expression remained unchanged as he spoke calmly.
"We're heading far out to sea. Ordinary coastal merchant ships that only fish near shore won't do.
We need a large seagoing vessel with a deep draft and a heavy hull, and a captain with enough courage and experience."
Shui Bing'er's