Chapter 324: Chapter 301: Visiting the East Sea! Nanping Sword Sect!
Fubo City, suspended alone above the sea of the East Sea.
Legend has it that this city once was a North Nether Profound Turtle, which underwent ritualistic self-dissolution here, and its shell transformed into the city’s foundation.
The truth of this legend has naturally become impossible to verify, merely serving as a topic for amusement.
However, owing to this city’s advantageous geographical position, it is now the largest city along the East Sea!
At this moment.
Inside a large ship bound for Fubo City, over a hundred seats are divided.
A young man wearing dark long robes with quite handsome features is seated by one of the windows, casually browsing the "East Sea Explanatory Record" in his hand.
Inside the ship, countless cultivators gaze through the ship’s windows at the turbulent outside.
Enormous, terrifying sea beasts leap up from the sea, opening their blood-filled, jagged-toothed mouths, biting toward the ship, a truly terrifying sight.
Further away, human-headed fish-bodied sea demons wielding demonic staffs stir the waves. A casual gesture creates towering waves, transforming into a furious sea crashing against the large ship!
Seeing this, many cultivators are somewhat panic-stricken.
"Everyone, please rest assured, this ship was forged by Master Duan of the Celestial Secret Tower using Outer Heaven Star Iron, engraved with nearly a thousand layers of arrays. Even if a True Self Sea Beast came, it wouldn’t harm you in the slightest."
"Additionally, I, Ouyang Fu, will also protect your safety, ensuring a complete success of this voyage."
At the front of the cabin, on a miniature high platform.
An elderly man with a ruddy complexion, white hair, and youthful features strokes his beard and smiles.
As his words fall.
Boom! Boom!
The hundred-foot-high towering waves rush forth, yet when still a thousand meters away from the ship, they gradually shrink and finally become gentle ripples.
The sea beasts with their wide-open mouths and menacing appearances also fail to bite the ship’s hull, instead being bounced away, retreating in panic to the depths of the East Sea.
"In ancient times, the Immortal Dynasty unified the world, imposing its will upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, worshipped by spirits and revered by heaven and earth."
"Thus, the East Profound Domain ended its countless years of chaotic conflict, the Human Race formally stood above all races, as the leaders of all creation."
"Among them, countless wild fierce beasts retreated to the Northern Plain, Southern Border, East Sea, and West Desert."
"The Human Race, stands in the central world..."
The young man in dark robes casually browses through the "East Sea Scripture Explanatory Record," which recounts the rise and fall, as well as historical documents of the East Sea from ancient times to the present.
A moment later.
The young man closes the book, looking outward.
The sea surface sparkles, occasionally sea beasts leap up, then heavily crash down, stirring the waves.
Meanwhile, some self-assured powerful cultivators choose to ride across the sea, resulting in some being swallowed whole by sea beasts hidden beneath the surface, while the luckier ones end up drenched, looking like drowned chickens.
The East Sea, much like the depths of the Southern Border, is fraught with danger and teeming with fierce beasts.
Only those with cultivation at least reaching the True Self Peak, or those like Hua Linghou extremely adept in body technique, can truly travel without worry.
"A plot? Or indeed wishes for a life-and-death duel?"
The young man retracts his gaze, smiling slightly.
This person, naturally, is Chen Zhixing, who agreed to Li Changsheng’s duel.
However, with six days until the great duel, why he appears here now is because he has always been cautious in his actions, wanting to check in advance whether the Sikong family has set an ambush.
Li Changsheng, whether in past lives or the present life, he considers having quite a thorough understanding of him.
Li Changsheng is not the kind of person who acts one way to your face and another behind your back.
It can be said.
Li Changsheng’s personality matches the dignified and upright image of all heroes in novels.
While powerful, he also possesses a seemingly childish obsession and moral boundary.
Otherwise.
Despite Li Changsheng’s entire family being killed by Chen Zhixing, he has never actively targeted any member of the Ziwei Chen Family.
If that were the case, a top-tier Nirvana Realm Great Power like him would undoubtedly create endless trouble for the Chen Family, and so affecting even the descendants of the Ziwei Chen Family, scaring them into never daring to step out of Ziwei Mountain!
Only Li Changsheng embodies dignity, despising underhanded methods, but the Sikong family is not so certain...
As Chen Zhixing silently contemplates.
"Senior Sister, Master! There’s exactly three seats here still!"
Suddenly, a crisp female voice rings out.
Immediately.
A young girl with bright eyes and white teeth, a pretty face, wearing a light pink short blouse on top and a black ’horse-face’ skirt at the bottom, stands by Chen Zhixing.
The girl’s skin shines brighter than snow, her eyes resemble a pool of clear water, circling around Chen Zhixing.
"Young hero, is anyone seated beside you?"
Chen Zhixing glances at her and speaks calmly, "No one, sit as you please."
"Thank you, young hero!"
The pretty young girl quickly sits down.
And soon, as her words settle.
An elderly woman with silver hair tied in a bun, thin lips, slightly stooped back, casting an ominous visage, comes holding a sword-cane.
Beside her follows a young woman with black hair in a chignon, an asymmetric phoenix pin, a face like a silver disk, eyes like autumn water, with elegantly curved brows like delicate crescent moons, her steps graceful.
The young woman wears a purple palace-style long skirt, her waist capable of being held in a mere hand, appearing slightly older than the pretty young girl, possessing a well-shaped nose and elegant brows, and though her face is unadorned, it fails to hide her stunning beauty. Around her neck, a crystal necklace highlights her clear, cold collarbone.
"Sorry for the intrusion."
She nods slightly at Chen Zhixing and sits down.
Chen Zhixing merely responds with a casual ’Mm’ and resumes staring outside.
Time slowly passes.
As Fubo City is suspended deep overseas, quite distant, this journey is not close, thus the time spent is long, requiring three days just to arrive.
Along the way.
The girl next to Chen Zhixing chatters non-stop, exceedingly excited, exclaiming at the sight of any sea beast leaping from the sea surface, clearly inexperienced and never journeyed far.
The stately young woman in the palace long dress beside the girl occasionally smiles and nods without showing any irritation at the girl’s chatter.
Only the elderly woman in black clothes frowns now and then, looking at some low-level cultivators passing to and fro in the cabin, her brow expressing undisguised disdain and dissatisfaction.
Clearly, if not for her two apprentices, she would never crowd in one cabin with these impoverished low-level cultivators.
"Wow, Senior Sister Muu, is that a sea demon? Rumor has it sea demons are lords of the sea, able to command infinite seawater, once raising storms, submerging dozens of cities!"
"Hehe, if not for the duel between the Third Young Master and Senior Li Changsheng, our Nanping Sword Sect, situated inland, would never witness such a sight!"
"Senior Sister Muu, why are important figures like the Third Young Master and Li Changsheng obsessed with fighting and killing? Can’t everyone just be fine?"
"Senior Sister Muu, do you think... between the duel of the Third Young Master and Senior Li Changsheng this time, whose odds of winning seem greater?"
As these three chat, their conversation shifts from the exotic East Sea scenery to the purpose of this journey, focusing on the upcoming duel between Chen Zhixing and Li Changsheng.