The others also saw a ship on the sea, drifting toward them.
It was a large ship with three sails. Its hull was pitch-black, while its sails were white as snow. It rose and fell with the waves upon the sea, heading toward the shore.
"There seems to be writing on those sails." Di E Si examined them closely and read aloud, "It ferries souls, not people; ferries people, not souls. Leave the ship and do not go ashore—both body and soul shall be reduced to ashes."
"Does that mean only by taking the ship can we reach the Other Shore? If we cross the sea in the flesh, both body and soul will surely perish? But what do 'ferries souls, not people' and 'ferries people, not souls' mean?" Lin Shen frowned as he pondered.
Unable to figure it out, he looked toward Xiao Ye, hoping to get some useful information from her.
"I've never seen these things either, nor have I heard Father mention them." Xiao Ye changed the subject and continued, "But I heard that in the myths of a certain religion, there was a ship that guided people into paradise. That ship had no bottom. If a person stood upon it, their body would fall into the water and drown, leaving only their soul aboard. The soul would not even know that its body had died, and would be carried by the ship into paradise. I wonder whether this ship has the same effect."
Everyone's hearts tightened at her words. They had endured untold hardships to enter the Immortal Court in the flesh. No one wanted to abandon their physical body.
As they spoke, the white-sailed black ship had already drawn near. Its hull was enormous, no less imposing than those ten-thousand-ton cruise ships.
The group rose