NOVPUBHeishui Harbor.
Below, the cultivators all wore looks of surprise when they saw this scene.
"This... why does it feel like Senior Ying’s attitude seems somewhat humble?"
It’s possible that Ying He had deliberately blocked the sound, as none of the people below could hear exactly what he said.
But just by observing the grave and formal manner, and even the personal reception, who couldn’t discern the extraordinary status of the person?
After all, when the holy child of the Holy Sect showed up just before, Senior Ying hadn’t even come out of his immortal cave.
This naturally made everyone quite curious:
"Who is this important person? Could it be a Nascent Soul Grand Cultivator from the Great Jin Sect?"
"It must be, given how courteous Senior Ying is, the realm might even be higher than Senior Ying’s."
"Higher? Then wouldn’t that be a Divine Transformation Ancestor?!"
"That’s unlikely, it’s probably also an Immortal Master of Nascent Soul, but even among them, there’s a great difference. Maybe this one is especially formidable."
"I’ve heard that the cultivators of the Great Jin are easy to speak with; it would be great if they could give us some pointers."
"Could it be that they are here this season to go to the Northsea Continent?"
"It should be, didn’t Senior Ying say he was waiting for someone to go to the Northsea Continent?"
"Whether it is or isn’t, with the North Sea being so perilous, even the Immortal Masters of Nascent Soul would have to wait for the ship to return, just like us."
The cultivators below whispered amongst themselves.
More than ten Golden Core Craftsmen were watching the sky carefully, hoping to seize any opportunity that might arise from above.
Different from those Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivators in the middle and lower echelons, they had broader channels of information and higher levels of contact, and they were well aware that behind Immortal Master Ying of the Linglong Ghost Market stood, indeed, a great sect of the Jin.
Especially among them, many had the qualifications to enter the third stage of the Linglong Ghost Market; they were only limited by increasingly stringent conditions and unable to become disciples of the great sect.
With a great disaster approaching, finding a powerful patron to shelter them was what they were most concerned with at the moment.
The actions of the Holy Sect were too unpredictable. Although there were rules to constrain, more often they entailed bare-knuckled struggles for survival. In contrast, the Great Jin, which had more rules but could also protect these weaker ones, was their preferred choice.
Therefore, they were naturally more eager towards Ying He and the sudden arrival of the person on the Flying Boat.
However, what disappointed them was that the Flying Boat had stopped in the nearby sky, only a vague figure was visible standing on the boat and conversing with Ying He.
They couldn’t see the person’s specific features or even hear the voice, all of which had been blocked.
Though not far apart,
it was as though separated by a world.
They could only rely on a cultivator’s instinct to vaguely deduce that the person on the boat was also an Immortal Master of Nascent Soul.
As for who was stronger between Ying He and the Immortal Master on the Flying Boat, they couldn’t tell at all.
They felt an itch of eagerness in their hearts.
"To also be an Immortal Master of Nascent Soul, if we could gain the favor of these two Masters, maybe we could…"
As they thought this,
the sound from above suddenly became clear.
"...to go to the Northsea Continent, I, Ying, will take charge."
It was indeed Northsea Continent!
Hearing this, the rogue cultivators below started to look forward to it.
"Senior Ying, being an Immortal Master of Nascent Soul, might have a way to have the holy children bring the sea ship back sooner."
"That’s a given, what’s their status? They can’t possibly wait too long with us, that would be too undignified."
As they whispered among themselves,
they saw Ying He in midair suddenly flare his sleeve.
A ship, smaller than the one from Hai’an School but much more exquisite, thunderously landed at the Heishui Harbor, sending up great white plumes of water!
"This..."
The rogue cultivators below watched this scene with immense astonishment.
"They, they actually have a ship?"
Some of the cultivators had assumed that even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would have to wait for the return of the sea ship just like them, but witnessing this scene, they suddenly felt the vast gap between them.
It was like a chasm.
For the great cultivators of a large sect, there was no need to wait in misery like them; they had their own means.
The opportunities they desperately sought, ones that could reverse their fates, were simply within reach for these great sect cultivators.
Ying He was the first to board the iron ship, then the Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Flying Boat also flew out, not descending but landing aside as if waiting for something.
"People are still on the Flying Boat?!"
To their surprise, immediately following, another figure did indeed fly down from the Flying Boat.
Though his features were unclear, his aura caused everyone to be astoundingly shocked:
"Go-, Golden Core?"
Even though he was just a Golden Core Craftsman, the Nascent Soul Immortal Master who had flown down from the Flying Boat was standing to the side, clearly treating this Golden Core Craftsman as the principal.
And Ying He below on the sea ship, was already standing at the prow with a somewhat lower stance.
Clearly, he wasn’t there to greet the Nascent Soul Immortal Master, but this Golden Core Craftsman.
"Could this be a descendant of a Divine Transformation Ancestor?"
This thought unconsciously rose in everyone’s minds.
They didn’t look down on the other for being a Golden Core Craftsman; instead, their respect grew even more.
A Golden Core Craftsman, able to have two Immortal Masters of Nascent Soul attend upon him, clearly had an extraordinary status without any need for conjecture.
Soon, both boarded the sea ship.
Suddenly, an aged cultivator with graying hair at the harbor couldn’t help but push through the crowd, reaching the edge of the dock and calling out,
"Seniors! All the seniors! The geomagnetism over the North Sea is chaotic, making it easy to lose one’s way. I am familiar with the route to the Northsea Continent and can guide the seniors!"
