The night over Xingzi Town had faded, the hustle and bustle dissipating.
It was a time when all was silent.
Yet at a docking point on the west side of the town, there was a Cloud Sea Ferry about twenty zhang long, slowly moving and hoisting its sails to take flight.
In the eyes of some cultivators in the town either admiring the night scenery or just heading home, the ferry lifted off against the backdrop of a plump and slightly yellowish moon.
It seemed as if it were sailing towards the Moon Palace.
What the passerby didn't know, however, was that there were few passengers on this Cloud Sea Ferry, for the distinguished guest on board was extremely prestigious in Great Li...
In the middle of the deck, a thin old cultivator with purple-golden eyes gazed at the tall figure clad in a blue python robe standing at the bow.
The Great Li Regent King, who had spoken little tonight, stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly peering down at Xingzi Town below, lost in thought.
