"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, sorry for the trouble, but could you show me your tokens?"
The disciples at the ticket counter spoke with utmost respect. They had received professional training, after all, and their manner was as gentle as a spring breeze brushing the face.
"Sure!"
Ying Ming Hao readily agreed, placing two identity tokens on the counter before looking around curiously.
The clerk swept a mysterious object over them, and Ying Ming Hao's identity information appeared before her as if by magic.
"Senior Brother, a regular second-deck ticket to Ascension City costs only one lower-grade spirit stone. The third deck costs five lower-grade spirit stones, while a private cabin costs ten.
"Which would you like, Senior Brother?"
The ticket seller smiled as she asked softly. This was already the steepest discount available to personal disciples; an ordinary inner disciple would have had to pay twice as much.
"Two Regular Second-Deck Tickets, please!"
Ying Ming Hao blurted it out without a second thought. After all, the trip to Ascension City by flying ship took only a little over half an hour. There was really no need to waste money on a private cabin.
"Certainly! Here are your tickets, Senior Brother and Senior Sister. Your ship is the snow-white No. 178 behind us. It'll depart shortly."
The staff member worked as swiftly as lightning, and Ying Ming Hao's tickets were ready in no time.
"Thank you. Let's go!"
Ying Ming Hao first thanked the ticket seller politely, then warmly beckoned Ye Hua to head inside with him.
When they reached the boarding area, dozens of flying ships stood waiting in silence like great steel beasts. Ying Ming Hao spotted the snow-white No. 178 at a glance.
"Over there! Let's go!"
Ying Ming Hao pointed excitedly at the enormous flying ship.