"Because this ship is too large and the gaps between the grass ridges are too narrow for it to pass through, we must transfer to a small boat to enter the spirit fields."
Yan Zhengping said to Song Wen and Guo Tao.
"Men, lower the small boat."
Two mid-stage Qi Refinement cultivators of the Yan Family dragged a small boat out from the ship's cabin.
The small boat was roughly six meters long and one meter wide.
The small boat was quickly lowered into the water.
Yan Zhengping said, "Board the small boat."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Yan Family's four late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators leaped onto the small boat in unison.
The small boat, whose buoyancy had already been limited, immediately sank by more than a foot. The water's surface was now less than a foot from the gunwale, as though a tiny wave could flood the boat.
Yan Zhengping said, "This small boat can carry no more than five people. Fellow juniors Guo Tao and Extreme Yin, decide which of you will board and accompany us to inventory the spirit herbs. The other can only remain on the ship."
Song Wen watched Yan Zhengping's performance with a somewhat dazed expression. He had already pondered countless times how the Yan Family would conceal the matter of the spirit fields.
Now, he finally understood. The Yan Family had never intended to let him enter the spirit-field area at all; they only intended to let him watch from afar.
Although Yan Zhengping had said that one person between himself and Guo Tao could enter the spirit fields, there was no need to think about it—Guo Tao, whose cultivation was higher, would certainly be the one to go in. Moreover, Guo Tao was the person in charge of this inventory