After resting for only three days, Wang Qing's injuries had improved somewhat, and he could not wait to find Zhao Yi, clamoring to go to the Water Mansion.
Seeing that Wang Qing had recovered some of his vigor, the other two did not stop him. The three packed up and left.
Once out at sea, the three openly displayed their cultivation to deter anyone harboring ill intentions.
After all, they had already encountered three or four deadly fights along the way. One cultivator, driven into a killing frenzy, had even charged at them with bloodshot eyes. Wang Qing and Li Hai finished him off in a few moves. Seeing how ferocious the two were, his companions behind him could only accept their bad luck.
Since they were no longer in a hurry this time, they flew leisurely for two days before reaching the waters where the Water Mansion lay. The closer they drew, the more frequently streaks of flight light appeared in the sky, and the more cultivators they saw, yet the fighting had all but vanished. After all, having come this far, they were only one step away from entering the Water Mansion. Why fight now? There would be time enough for fighting once they were inside!
"Put on your aura-concealing masks!"
Each of them put on the mask he had prepared. Spiritual light flashed, and their appearances changed completely. These masks were only low-grade magical artifacts. Dao Foundation cultivators and Spirit Attraction Stage cultivators who practiced eye techniques could see through them at a glance, but they would still be of some use.
After traveling several more li, the bamboo boat stopped. Zhao Yi looked out and saw hundreds of cultivators standing in midair. Some gathered in groups of three or five, others in groups of dozens. There