Fifty Dao Sect Outer Disciples set out for the outer waters of the Netherdark Sea in ten boats, five disciples to a boat.
There were plenty of unexplored islands.
There was no need to fight over them.
Everyone tacitly followed the rule of first come, first served.
Wu Wenjie steered swiftly and steadily, and before long, their boat reached the shore.
The five of them disembarked.
Looking at the densely wooded island ahead, with waves slapping against sand and stone in his ears, Wu Wenjie secured the boat, marked the direction they had come from, and caught up with the group.
"This island is huge. Where should we start exploring?" asked Kong Rui, a disciple of Jade Yao Peak.
At her question, Ren Shaohua surveyed their surroundings and pointed in one direction.
"Let's head that way."
The island was shrouded in mist, just like the sea. Chen Yu checked its location on the map, then followed the others while scanning their surroundings for landmarks.
No one had ever set foot here, so there were no paths. The five could only choose a suitable route based on the terrain before them. Towering, moss-covered trees crowded around them. Strangely, every trunk was black, and even the leaves overhead were black.
The light was dim.
The air was damp and cold.
As their leader, Ren Shaohua took the lead.
Chen Yu, Lü Yanyan, and Kong Rui, the Jade Yao Peak disciple, walked in the middle.
Wu Wenjie brought up the rear.
"Senior Brother, why can't we make up some stories that are half true and half false, hide somewhere safe for a while, then go back and tell Elder Sun we've finished exploring?"
The rather timid Kong Rui asked this as they walked.
"Stop dreaming, Junior Sister." Ren Shaohua kept a wary eye