"Damn it, are you sure this is where the dragon ship ran into trouble?"
Mythical Realm, Eastern Domain, atop the Eastward Long River.
A full five dragon ships had stopped here, while countless cultivators searched ceaselessly for something.
The reason was that, a day ago, a Dragon Palace soldier had sent a message from Flower-Fruit Mountain.
One dragon ship had suffered an accident. Someone aboard had started a fight, causing the ship to rupture and become unable to continue onward. They requested that a new ship be sent to take away those inside.
Upon receiving this news, the Dragon Palace was naturally furious beyond measure.
After all, dragon ships were the lion's share of the Eastern Dragon Palace's revenue. Someone had started a fight aboard one and even damaged the ship—without question, this was a blatant provocation against the Dragon Palace.
This was the safe shipping route the dragon race had spent ten thousand years building. Moreover, the damaged ship was not some small vessel, but an ultra-large dragon ship of which the entire Eastern Dragon Palace possessed very few, one capable of carrying tens of millions.
This was no small matter; it concerned the reputation of the entire Dragon Palace.
After all, the Eastern Dragon Palace did not reign alone over this long river. It had competitors, and the Western Dragon Palace, which had pledged allegiance to the Demon Court, was its greatest enemy.
If something had happened to over twenty million people, the Western Dragon Palace would absolutely spare no effort in publicizing it and would use every possible means to smear them.
So it was no longer as simple as rescuing the remaining people. They also had to find out which bastard had dared to make a move aboard a dragon ship.
It could be said that