Zhang Xiaohua had already made up his mind to be an ordinary person and safely infiltrate the Incense-Passing Cult. But he was so used to employing his divine sense that how could he possibly restrain himself? Feeling that traveling by boat differed from being at sea, he unconsciously released his divine sense.
Yet the instant his divine sense touched the cabin, it was abruptly bounced back. This cabin could actually block divine sense? Zhang Xiaohua's expression changed at once, and a thought flashed through his mind. Could this enormous wooden ship actually be an immortal Dao artifact? If so, then the Incense-Passing Cult was truly extravagantly wealthy. Its domination of the martial world for ten thousand years was no empty boast.
Just as he was pondering this, the cabin door suddenly opened, and a disciple of the Incense-Passing Cult walked in. Looking at the crowd sitting there obediently, the disciple said expressionlessly, "All right, we've arrived. All of you, come out."
Zhang Xiaohua frowned. It's only been such a short while. We're already here?
But the other boys also wore baffled, astonished expressions. Seeing this, the disciple grew somewhat impatient. "Hurry up and come out. The Dharma Vessel has to return to the dock. Don't delay matters."
After saying that, he ignored them and walked straight out.
The boys looked at one another, uncertain what to do. At last, they all turned their eyes toward Zhang Xiaohua. After a brief thought, Zhang Xiaohua rose and headed outside the cabin. Since it was called a "Dharma Vessel," it naturally possessed unfathomable wonders. Sure enough, once he stepped out of the cabin, he saw other disciples already on deck. Disciples of Qiankun Hall were driving the carriages and horses out from elsewhere and leading them ashore in order.
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