The ferry did not travel straight across. It sailed along the Heavenly Chasm, picking up passengers from each stretch of land, so even though the two sides were only a hundred meters apart, a single trip still took four to six hours.
Zhang Yuan was in no hurry. He casually found a spot on the deck to meditate, and dawn broke just as the ferry reached shore.
The deck was quiet, with few people speaking. The ferry made several stops along the way and took on some passengers, but their cultivation realms were low, and none posed much of a threat. Zhang Yuan glanced at them, then paid them no further attention. They were not worth more than a passing look.
Zhang Yuan did not care, but when the ferry stopped for the third time, the six members of the Chu Family grew wary at the sight of the group boarding.
They were cultivators from a rival Lineage: the Fu Family, the Chu Family's neighbors to the southwest.
"Careful. That's the Fu Family head, Fu Lingkun," Chu Siniu warned. He was very familiar with these Fu Family cultivators.
Chu Zhankuo frowned. "I heard the Fu Family head entered seclusion, determined not to emerge unless he broke through. He was at perfected Golden Core before that. Now that he's come out, could he have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm...? This is bad. They're probably heading for our home."
Chu Zhankuo's heart tightened.
His father, Chu Dalong, and Fu Lingkun had both been at perfected Golden Core, but Fu Lingkun had made his name long ago and had little life left, while his father was considered a rising young talent. Because of this, the Chu Family had maintained the upper hand over the Fu Family for five full years.
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