Night had already fallen, and lanterns were being lit.
Aboard the Continent-Crossing Treasure Ship, lights blazed brightly. The shops that remained closed during the day now opened one after another to welcome customers.
Gambling houses, trading floors, wine markets—everything was there.
It was bustling beyond measure.
Most of those who boarded this Dragon Scale Merchant Guild Continent-Crossing Treasure Ship were Rogue Cultivators rather than disciples of sects like the Righteous Nine Sects.
Their ways of doing things naturally differed as well. Few were willing to stay cooped up in quiet rooms cultivating.
Qing Yao looked over the ship's clamor, her eyes brimming with curiosity, as though she had entered the mortal world for the first time.
She softly asked, "Master, how much longer until we reach Yu Province in the Central Lands?"
You made a rough calculation. "One month."
Yet Qing Yao was somewhat puzzled. Given Master's present cultivation and attainments, why had he boarded this treasure ship to make such a slow, leisurely journey?
Moreover, all along the way, Master had barely cultivated at all.
Master's time was worth more than gold.
After weighing her words, she asked again, "Master, how long will it take to reach Mount Zhongnan?"
"One year."
Qing Yao's eyes lit up. Though she did not understand the deeper meaning behind Master's actions, the thought of being able to remain at his side for so long filled her with irrepressible joy.
Ying Yuan's thoughts differed from Qing Yao's.
With the Dao Venerable's current status, if he truly traveled the world in his original appearance, every movement he made would be an earth-shaking event for this realm.
Precisely because of that, he needed to hide without a trace and avoid alarming the world.
The three of you remained on the third floor.
Qing Yao was watching