The next day.
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The sun rose in the east, but the vault of heaven billowed with dark clouds, suddenly unleashing a fierce thunderstorm.
The treasure ship activated its formation array, sealing the wind and rain outside. As the vessel sailed through a sea of lightning, electric arcs lashed against the barrier's walls, kicking up layers of ripples that presented a rather unique scenery of their own.
Early in the morning, Ying Yuan and Qing Yao were already waiting outside your door.
They knew that after boarding the ship, you almost never went into seclusion.
Every day you would walk around the vessel, visiting the gambling dens to watch without interfering; heading to the spirit-stone gambling spots, or the trading grounds of cultivators, only to observe as a bystander.
Sometimes a single glance would last for half an hour.
Fortunately, Ying Yuan and Qing Yao had long since adapted, simply following quietly behind you and never rushing you.
The two women also did not dare to make wild guesses.
Given your current realm of cultivation, you were long beyond what they could fathom.
It was just that Qing Yao occasionally wondered how this master she adored in her heart, who was only older than her by twenty-odd years, could be so unfathomable.
Five years ago, you survived the Third Nine Heavenly Tribulation and became a Supreme Grandmaster.
Now, into what sort of realm you had reached, there was no one left in the world who could know.
The door was gently pushed open with a creaking sound.
Only then did Qing Yao and Ying Yuan snap out of it, simultaneously bowing in salute.
You walked out slowly, just like every other day, seemingly wandering aimlessly about the treasure ship.
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