A week flashed by in the blink of an eye.
The great ship finally broke the surface after such a long absence.
The branches on both sides quickly rose, and the leaves fluttered in the wind, transforming into emerald sails.
Nameless walked from inside the ship onto the deck, inhaled deeply, and muttered to himself, "As expected, the air of nature is still the most comfortable. Let me tell you all something: although many cultivators no longer need to breathe, it's still best to take long, deep breaths. There are countless profound mysteries between inhaling and exhaling. Only by experiencing them over a long period can you gradually build up your foundation. I'm really not lying."
During this period, no matter what he did, he truly acted like a streamer, constantly chattering away to his audience. Even though he couldn't see their reactions, he still enjoyed himself immensely and had a great time.
However, his behavior really did attract quite a few cultivators to watch his livestream. After all, he occasionally shared some useful knowledge.
After idling around for a thousand years, he hadn't cultivated much himself, but he had read plenty of theories about cultivation. Moreover, he was extremely skilled at using energy. From time to time, casually sharing some insights was enough to make certain cultivators suddenly understand, as if their minds had been unblocked.
At that moment, he looked toward the distant island and muttered to himself, "I can finally see land. Although it's only an island, it's still a good sign. I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to the mainland."
Outside, many of the cultivators watching the livestream couldn't help laughing when they heard Nameless's confident words.
Through different livestreams, quite a few cultivators watching had already deduced the map of the world where