About an hour later, Liu Yu felt a tremor run through the hull, and the boat began to move slowly.
The journey had begun.
Splash.
On the deck, the boatman rowed with a steady rhythm, sending crisp splashes ringing out as his oars cut through the water.
Since they were traveling downstream, he did not need to row very hard. His strokes were unhurried, yet the boat moved at a good pace.
Under the boatman's practiced hands, its speed remained steady, and the hull stayed relatively stable without rocking too much.
With a cabin full of passengers, it traveled past mountains and across waters toward the next stop.
Liu Yu swept his divine sense outward, easily taking in everything outside.
He noticed that almost every ferry landing where the boat stopped had White Cloud Temple cultivators inspecting passing vessels.
However, they were all Qi Refining cultivators and remained completely unaware of his presence.
As the saying went, "A thousand miles to Jiangling, returned in a single day." With the wind behind them and a fairly swift current, the boat traveled very quickly.
Even with pauses at several landings for passengers to embark and disembark, they were nearing the final stop after two hours.
Yet it was precisely then that something unexpected happened.
As the boat approached the third-to-last landing, two sources of foundation establishment level spirit pressure suddenly entered the range of Liu Yu's spiritual perception.
Two Foundation Establishment cultivators!
Had they merely been ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, he would not have paid them much mind.
But one of those sources of spirit pressure had actually reached the foundation establishment peak. It belonged to a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.
This was the third-to-last stop on the boat's route. After passing one more stop, he would be outside Immortal Palace