That night.
Zhang Yuan's party of four and a dragon quietly left Dragon Creek City and headed for the harbor.
Cui Zhaowei did not accompany them. She had gone ahead to wait at the harbor.
They arrived at the harbor.
The wind and waves were fierce that night, and few vessels lay in the harbor. At a glance, there was only one unremarkable little boat, which looked like an ordinary mortal vessel rather than a cultivator's magic ship.
Holding her sword, Cui Zhaowei stood straight before the little boat, her gaze razor-sharp, ready to receive Zhang Yuan and the others while keeping watch for any danger.
Zhang Yuan and the others walked up to the boat.
"Is this the boat we're taking out to sea tonight? Does it have any special powers?" Zhang Yuan asked, looking at the tiny vessel before him.
Could such a small boat really sail across the East Sea?
Never mind fierce winds and towering waves-even a little wind and a few small waves would overturn it and send it to the seabed.
Since this was a vessel the Aohai Cui Clan used for sea voyages, surely they would not be so petty. It must have some other extraordinary qualities.
Xiao Shi nodded lightly. "Don't let its size fool you. It's actually a magic ship, a Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure with a world of its own inside. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities, extremely fast escape speed, and can conceal its aura and form. In a pinch, it can even slip into the great void for a while. It's one of Patriarch Yun'ao's collected treasures."
Cui Yuanxi nodded beside her.
Before her clan's patriarch, Cloud Ao Bearing the Mountain True Lord, had proved the Dao, he had been particularly fond of collecting wondrous Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasures