The Floating Boat was considerably smaller than the Void Boat, a War Weapon, and the power of its Spirit Furnace-driven formations was vastly inferior. Its advantages, however, were its smooth flight and much roomier cabins.
The few resident-outside disciples seemed to have received instructions from Deputy Sect Master Xu Yi. They barely spoke with Lü Bufan, merely keeping a respectful distance while watching him closely.
For the journey of less than three days, the Taihua Sect had booked all the passenger cabins, heading without stopping toward the sect hall on Mozi Mountain.
Lü Bufan pushed open his door and stepped outside. A fourth-realm cultivator immediately emerged from the neighboring room and gave him a lukewarm nod.
Lü Bufan cupped his hands in greeting and walked toward the bow. After sitting for an entire day, he was thoroughly bored.
The fourth-realm cultivator followed close behind. Lü Bufan simply ignored him and stood at the bow, gazing into the distance.
Guangling Commandery was still two days away. Getting to Two-World Mountain would take another five days on a fast horse, followed by three days along mountain paths before reaching Two Realms Village...
He had not seen his master, Master Ming, or the others since that great battle. He wondered what the town had become after it was moved away. Bai Ye had said his master and the others were all safe... but he now understood quite a bit about how terrifying immortals were. His master and the others had probably suffered severe injuries at the very least... fortunately, Master Peach was there.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky. Thin, scale-like colored clouds lay motionless, and the earth was hundreds of zhang beneath his feet. The mountains and dense forests all around were pitch-black, with only a rare scattering of town