The Magic Ship sank to the seabed, crashing down near the palace complex and embedding itself in the mud and sand.
Protected by its formations, however, the hull remained undamaged. After dragging the Magic Ship underwater, the Seven-Hued Brocade swiftly withdrew into the Stone Gate, slamming it shut with a bang.
The deck tilted, but Zhang Yuan still stood ramrod straight, his posture proud. Tong Ke lost her footing and grabbed the trailing hem of his green robe, barely steadying herself.
"What do you say, brother?"
Qin Tianyi looked toward the palace complex directly ahead of the Magic Ship, itching to try his luck.
Heaven and man were one. When a Foundation Establishment Celestial encountered an opportunity, inspiration would bless his heart. He could sense that the palace complex undoubtedly held considerable opportunities, and behind that central Stone Gate in particular, there was bound to be a tremendous one!
An opportunity must be seized; once lost, it never returns.
Besides, this time there were only the two of them. No need for fifty-fifty, sixty-forty, seventy-thirty, or even eighty-twenty splits. Both could eat their fill.
As for Tong Ke...
Hmph!
Since when did cultivators of the qi sea uniting spirit dao deserve to compete for opportunities? Did they think the Boundless Southern Heaven Realm was their own turf?
Oh, it seemed the mainstream dao tradition of the Boundless Southern Heaven Realm really was the qi sea uniting spirit dao, so it actually was their turf. But that wasn't important. What mattered was that Lower Cultivators didn't deserve to compete with High Cultivators for opportunities. That applied to every dao tradition.
"We can take a look."
Zhang Yuan nodded, then looked back at Tong Ke. After a moment's consideration, he said:
"It's dangerous in there. Tong Ke, stay aboard and take these