On Yingzhou Island, a thousand li from Ying Province City, stood Nine Plains Mountain. This was where the Cloud Ships of Qing Province's aristocratic Changfeng Liu Clan docked in Ying Province, loading and unloading cargo and passengers.
Liang Zhaohuang had climbed to the third floor of the Cloud Ship's pavilion. Leaning against the railing, he watched the endless stream of merchant caravans loading and unloading goods below, and passengers embarking and disembarking from the Cloud Ship. The scene was bustling beyond measure, yet it stirred rather different feelings within him.
He recalled how, more than a century ago, when the family had still been a Humble Gate, he and his second uncle, Liang Xuelin, had taken a Cloud Ship to Ning Province in search of a legacy that could allow the family to achieve Foundation Establishment and rise to become a county magnate clan.
At the time, he and his second uncle had both merely been Qi Refinement cultivators. Like most of the people in the crowd below, they had been swept along in the tide of humanity, racing toward an unknown future.
Moreover, the two of them had spent nearly over half the Spirit Stones accumulated by the family just to secure two crude cabins in Section Ding, the lowest level of the Cloud Ship's passenger quarters. Along the way, they had not even been able to cultivate.
Yet now, as Liang Zhaohuang once again traveled aboard a Cloud Ship of the Changfeng Liu Clan, he no longer needed to board amidst the throng below. Instead, attendants from the Cloud Ship received him directly, led him through an aerial passageway, and brought him straight to the third level of the passenger quarters.
This was Section Yi among the Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding levels of the Cloud Ship's passenger