The ship is a spirit ship, crafted by spiritual artisans.
The hull is huge, resembling an inn.
The spirit ship boarded over a hundred cultivators successively. Inside the hull, there is a hall set up like a tavern with many seats, where the cultivators on board drink wine and tea.
"Going again?" On the deck, Yan Qingmeng saw Tan Yue rise and look towards Li Fan's side, appearing displeased.
"Little Meng, what do you think of those people's demeanor?" Tan Yue asked.
"Hmm..." Yan Qingmeng snorted arrogantly. She wasn't blind.
Yan Qingmeng herself was also extraordinary, dressed in a long silk dress with black hair like a waterfall, her tall figure exuded elegance. Yet, even so, when compared to Lu Yuan and Yue Qingqiu, she was somewhat overshadowed.
