The spirit boat sailed into Shadow Wind Port.
The white-robed youth transformed back into a golden-haired young master and disembarked on the island under the identity of Ji Shiyu.
A canyon split the island in two.
On the left side, seven or eight stories of pavilions were brightly lit and magnificent.
On the right, dockyards stood in close succession, gusts of eerie wind blew, and it was completely dim, like a fortress within the island.
Under such circumstances, any normal person would choose to dock on the brightly lit left bank, but Yun Liu chose the right side.
Unlike the orderly market streets of the Penghu Archipelago, Wailing Fjord was a notorious Lawless Zone occupied by a motley crew of Chaos Sea Sect gangs, an infamous pirate den.
The outsiders who mixed here were mostly Wild Cultivators without any sect affiliation, ruthless in their methods.
If they hadn’t taken a few lives, they would be embarrassed to even set foot on the island.
As a result, the water was thick with the smell of blood, and occasionally corpses floated by.
The arrival of another wave of outsiders instantly drew numerous gazes from both banks.
Especially since this group was very high-profile—it was hard not to notice that conspicuous golden hair.
The Mirage City had reappeared in the world.
Every day, countless cultivators from all over the Nine Provinces landed on the Five Islands of the Inner Sea to observe the sea, hoping to gain a stroke of fortune.
This group consisted of one man and three women.
The leading youth was dressed in fine clothes, looking frail as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
No one knew which family’s heir he was.
However, the cultivators spying in the shadows could smell a chilling murderous aura from the blindfolded woman carrying a silver box on her back.
She was likely a bodyguard, so they did not dare to act rashly.
Yun Liu was worried about Ji Xingshu’s safety.
He very much wanted to go to the nearby Shanhai Pavilion to inquire about news from Yingzhou and report safety to Madam.
But they had been traveling at sea for several days, battered by wind and rain.
By now, little Ah Lian was terrified, so they prioritized finding an inn to stay.
The island fortress floated on the water, and the various dockyards were connected by thick black cables, forming a solid block.
As they passed, hostile glances were cast from several spirit boats.
External cultivators with ferocious faces looked the golden-haired young master up and down, their expressions surprised.
These days, few people dared to venture into the Chain Docks.
This act was no different from opposing the neighboring Sea-Severing Alliance.
One could only say he had guts.
Gelan asked softly.
She had not been to sea many times, and the Divine Radiance Sect was an orthodox sect of repute.
She had only heard of this dangerous place, Wailing Fjord, but had never been there.
“It’s so gloomy here. Why don’t we go to the left?”
Yun Liu looked up and glanced, then boarded a massive ship called Hong Dock.
“Both sides are cesspools, no better than the other. Compared to hypocrites, I prefer true scoundrels.”
In his memory, the most reliable captain of Wailing Fjord was right here.
The spirit boat fleets led by the various captains of the Chain Docks were similar to the sects of East Pole Province—each formed their own faction, opening shop and doing business.
However, business in the Boundless Sea could cost lives.
Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures depended entirely on one’s ability, and having the biggest fist was the only truth.
The boss of Hong Dock was one such heroic older sister, straightforward in nature.
She hit it off with the enthusiastic (foolish) little yellow hair at first sight and became sworn siblings.
During the struggle for dominance over the Great Whirlpool, she had helped quite a bit.
This certain Yun picked this place to stay with ulterior motives.
He thought that even if he wasn’t recognized as a little brother, he could at least become a familiar face.
“Gentlemen, are you eating or staying?”
As soon as they entered, the shop waiter greeted them with a smile that hid a knife.
Here, even a random crew member was at the peak of Qi Refining.
Yun Liu raised four fingers.
His companions were all women.
“We’re going to rest here for a few days. Four rooms, connected together is fine.”
The crew member nodded, understanding.
The Mirage City phenomenon was becoming increasingly intense; there was no need to explain why they had come.
Ying Lian covered her pink hair with her cloak, holding tightly to the struggling but futile little yellow chick, and weakly added:
“Two rooms. Ah Lian wants to be with Senior Brother.”
Yan Bingling spoke coldly, her purpose clear.
“Three rooms.”
Gelan was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
“Solitary joy is not as good as shared joy. Then one room!”
“Ah?”
The crew member scratched his head, then led the guests into the cabin, couldn’t help but take an extra look at the golden-haired youth.
‘Kid, are you playing this big?’
“Suit yourselves. You said it yourselves. Saves me money.”
Yun Liu said indignantly.
A bunch of silly girls making a fuss.
Do you really think this young master is a pushover?
The spirit boat Hong Dock was no smaller than the Golden Crow, hiding no less than a hundred people.
Cultivators in the open and in the shadows were all paying attention to the uninvited guests.
Once you entered the Chain Docks, if you didn’t have skill, you couldn’t leave.
This kid really had good judgment.
With so many dock masters, why did he have to choose Sister Hong’s pirate ship?
The interior of the cabin was damp and filthy.
Yan Bingling and Gelan felt extremely uncomfortable.
The hull and tables were covered with knife and sword marks.
It looked exactly like a shady inn.
Who knew what this child was doing here?
They went down to the inner room on the second floor.
The four entered the room directly.
The food and drinks brought by the waiter were dumped into the sea.
The room was clean and comfortable, relatively spacious, barely enough to accommodate four people.
Yan Bingling and Gelan each meditated.
Ying Lian curled up on the bed holding Ao Tian.
It took a long time to coax her to sleep at night; her fear of Lord Divine Dragon was deeply ingrained.
“Has the child fallen asleep?”
A playful laugh came from the darkness.
Yun Liu opened his eyes and carefully tucked in the blanket for his Junior Sister.
“Something?”
“Then shouldn’t you fulfill your promise?”
Gelan’s voice was seductive.
She appeared beside the bed like a ghost, glancing provocatively at Yan Bingling, who sat alone outside the curtain.
Even the Demon Fallen Little Master Aunt wouldn’t go back on her word.
She could only suppress her anger, pretend not to see, but the killing intent grew stronger.
Yun Liu looked helplessly to his side, indicating something.
Ah Lian was clinging tightly to his arm, unable to break free.
“It’s okay. I can move myself.”
“Eh?”
Gelan let out a seductive laugh, deliberately wanting to keep it all to herself, to anger that infatuated woman.
With a formidable enemy at hand, she originally wasn’t in the mood, but thinking that someone could only watch helplessly, she felt immensely pleased.
“Fairy Gelan, do you have to pick now?”
Yun Liu’s face turned red.
Ying Lian and Ao Tian were lying right next to them.
Although they were exhausted and sprawled out, it was still awkward.
“Do we still have much time left?”
Gelan slowly leaned down and gently unbuttoned his shirt.
Tonight, Lady Lan was especially unrestrained.
She cast aside all restraints, as if she sensed something.
If she died in the mouth of a fierce beast, that would be fine.
A clean end.
Qingxia Peak had an heir, and she had unexpectedly tasted the wonder of the Great Dao.
Though shameful, she had no regrets.
But if she was fortunate enough to help Ah Lian win the Trial of Fate, the day the Yinglong was slain would also be the day they parted.
Yun Liu sighed.
“At worst, when I go back, I’ll kowtow to Xiang’er.”
“Hmm?”
“If you tell her now that you’re a spy for the Demon Sect, she’ll probably follow you no matter what. Otherwise, how could I entrust you to her with peace of mind?”
“Pfft, what nonsense. That child is deeply in love with you.”
Gelan laughed softly.
“But I can try.”
Few women could take a joke like Lady Lan.
The verbal sparring between the two was without any taboos.
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