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Aboard the sea vessel, three figures paused slightly.
Ying He pondered for a moment, then looked towards the Golden Core Craftsman beside him.
The rugged Qi Refining elder couldn’t help but nervously look toward that Golden Core silhouette.
He couldn’t make out the other’s features, but he still stared intently.
He was already over ninety years old and if he could not break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm and fight for those extra decades of lifespan, he would likely pass away in a few years.
The great terror between life and death made him completely cast aside his fear at this moment.
He was vying for that slim chance!
Not just him, the other Rogue Cultivators were also staring nervously.
On the ship, that mysterious Golden Core Craftsman turned his head slightly, glanced at the rugged elder, and nonchalantly nodded.
The rugged elder’s heart immediately relaxed.
The Golden Core Craftsman then murmured a few words in a low voice.
He then entered the cabin of the ship.
Ying He looked up at the rugged elder, his tone laced with a hint of a smile,
"You’re quite lucky."
"Come aboard."
The rugged elder trembled, and although he had guessed this outcome, there was still an irresistible feeling of ecstasy and disbelief in his heart.
He quickly bowed deeply in gratitude:
"Many thanks, senior! Many thanks, senior!"
Seeing a Qi Refining Practitioner able to get on board, the eyes of the other cultivators lit up as they shouted in unison:
"Senior! This junior, this junior can too!"
"The North Sea is bitterly cold! This junior is proficient in Fire Method and can warm the senior, reducing mana consumption!"
"I, I’m good at fishing. The waters of the North Sea are muddy, yet there’s a fish named ’Huashe,’ which means it melts in the mouth as if sliding over the tongue..."
"Senior, I have a keen sense for Wind trends. Should a cold current approach, I can avoid it for the seniors at the earliest time!"
In this moment, the Rogue Cultivators didn’t care to hide their skills, crying out loudly one after another.
Yet, there were also many cultivators who remembered the young cultivator who had been burned alive not long ago and still harbored trepidation.
Faced with the desperate self-promotion of the Rogue Cultivators.
The rugged elder hastily slapped a Talisman on himself, flew over the water’s surface, and hurried into the ship, afraid of losing his opportunity were he a moment’s slower.
But Ying He casually chose several Rogue Cultivators and, regardless of how desperately the other cultivators at the docks pleaded, he didn’t concern himself further.
These few Rogue Cultivators were all Golden Core Craftsman.
Yet, only that rugged elder was at the Qi Refining stage.
The Rogue Cultivators on shore, including some Golden Core Craftsman, looked at the rugged elder with eyes full of envy and even jealousy.
After all, a Qi Refining Practitioner was deemed too insignificant here, yet was chosen by that mysterious great figure.
He had won an opportunity not even Golden Core Craftsmen could easily obtain, and if he could catch the fancy of the great figure inside the cabin, perhaps...
People are always like this, filling the unknown with beautiful imaginings, especially for things they haven’t achieved.
Cultivators are no exception.
As the group settled onto the ship one by one, Ying He gave a few instructions:
"You all are in charge of steering the vessel. Do not collide with anyone inside the cabin."
These Rogue Cultivators didn’t dare to be negligent and immediately began to navigate the sea vessel.
Slowly, it sailed into the mist.
Leaving only the cultivators on the shore with endless regret and disappointment...
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"In recent years, Guangling State has not had it easy. Continuous invasions from the Three Continents and the chaos of the True Martial upheaval raged for many years. Just some time ago, it finally provoked the primitive Demonic Sect to dispatch people for a purge, and I heard they even set up an ambush against the founder of True Martial. Only then did things quiet down a bit."
"Who knows if that person is dead or not."
"But as a result, there are no shortage of Sects that have fallen into ruin. Coupled with the incoming cultivators from outside, the number of homeless Rogue Cultivators is indeed increasing."
"In times of chaos, the lot of a man is worse than that of a peaceful dog, whether it be mortals or cultivators."
In the warm and comfortable middle section of the cabin,
a spirit lamp burned with a warm yellow spirit fire.
The flickering flame illuminated the three figures inside the cabin.
They were Ying He, Wang Ba, and Li Yingfu.
Different from the cold demeanor exhibited in front of the Rogue Cultivators, Ying He now had a gentle face and his speech was cultured and refined. He didn’t seem like a cultivator, but rather like a scholar who teaches.
Wang Ba and Li Yingfu both nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
Especially Wang Ba, having experienced the hardships of Rogue Cultivators himself, could empathize deeply.
Li Yingfu said with a sigh,
"But our power is limited, and while we barely manage to protect ourselves, we cannot ferry others."
There was a brief silence in the cabin.
But it was soon broken by Ying He with a chuckle,
"Let’s not discuss these matters. I heard from the Sect’s decree that the Chief Division Master is going to the northern plateau of the Northsea Continent, right?"
At the mention, Wang Ba promptly nodded:
"Indeed. According to my teacher’s words, on the northern plateau of the Northsea Continent, there is a senior who lives in seclusion, and I am going there to learn."
"I see."
Ying He realized, but then his brow furrowed,
"It’s just that, although Northsea Continent is not as vast as Fenglin Continent, it’s still as large as several Jin put together. Crossing Northsea Continent to reach the northern plateau and back, I fear the time the Path of North Sea is open might not be sufficient."
Wang Ba saw Ying He frowning but speaking calmly, obviously having a plan in mind, and promptly asked with a smile,
"Enforcer Ying, would you enlighten me?"
Li Yingfu laughed heartily:
"Enforcer Ying, don’t beat around the bush in front of the Chief Division Master."
"Ha, I can’t conceal anything from the Chief Division Master’s discerning eyes,"
Ying He went along with it, laughing as he said,
"The key lies in that extreme northern cold current."
"Oh?"
Wang Ba looked surprised,
"Extreme northern cold current? The rumors say that the cold current is extremely dangerous; facing it head-on, even a Nascent Soul Cultivator could be frozen to death. Is there some secret to it?"
``` 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢
