Chapter 1486 Overseas
Zhongzhou is located in the center of the Demon God Realm, bordering the north and the south. One side is connected to the North Territory, and the other side is the vast and endless South China Sea.
The South China Sea is vast and boundless, with countless islands and dangerous seas, and many human sects have taken root here. The strongest sect on the surface is naturally the Piaomiao Palace, which is as famous as Kunlun Ruins.
However, unlike the North Territory, the border of Zhongzhou is the border of the South China Sea. If you are not going to an extremely distant sea, you don’t need to rely on the teleportation array. As long as you prepare enough spirit stones and elixirs, you can fly across the sea by yourself.
Five days later, on a vast sea, a huge ship was slowly sailing, full of supplies. Judging from its size, it should be a merchant ship from a nearby sea.
The sea was howling with strong winds, and huge waves were several layers high, hitting the merchant ship, constantly making deafening roars.
On the bow, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out and looked into the distance.
The middle-aged man was wealthy, and his eyes and eyebrows revealed the majesty of a long-time superior, but there was no spiritual fluctuation on him. He was not a cultivator, but just a mortal.
Judging from the dress and temperament of the middle-aged man, he was obviously the owner of the merchant ship.
Looking at the sea ahead, he called out to the back: "How long will it take to reach Lingshan Island?"
"Report to the master, according to the sea map, it will take about three days to reach Lingshan Island." A guard stepped forward and said.
The middle-aged man nodded.
"Are we going to reach Lingshan Island so soon?"
The middle-aged man was about to say something to the guard, when a voice suddenly came from behind.
A man walked out of the cabin, looking old, leaning on a cane, trembling, as if he might fall down at any time.
But his eyes were sharp, and there was a powerful spiritual fluctuation around him. He was actually a Taoist master who had reached the perfect state of Taoism.
"Master Yao, why did you come out? Did we disturb your meditation?" The middle-aged man immediately became serious and bowed respectfully when he saw the old man.
"I have been in the cabin for a long time, so I just came out to get some fresh air." The old man waved his hand and said indifferently: "Just now I heard you say that it is only three days away from Lingshan Island?"
"That's right, the sea chart should not be false." The middle-aged man replied.
"It is faster than I expected, but it's good. It is said that the barrier of Lingshan Island has been opened now. If you arrive a few days in advance, you can communicate more with other cultivators. Maybe you will have the opportunity to get some treasures." The old man surnamed Yao looked into the distance and laughed.
After a pause, he continued, "Speaking of which, the Medicine God Sect has always been secluded from the world, and most people don't know where Lingshan Island is. I have to rely on you for this trip."
"Master, don't worry. Although we are a mortal family, we have been transporting supplies to Lingshan Island for many years. We are already familiar with the route to Lingshan Island and will definitely arrive before the Dandao Exchange Conference."
The middle-aged man made repeated assurances.
After hesitating for a while, he smiled apologetically and said, "But there are often pirates along the way. We are unable to deal with them. Please protect me, Master."
"Don't worry, since I have agreed to be your offering, if there is danger again, I will deal with it. As long as it is not a strong person in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, I can kill him."
The old man surnamed Yao nodded slightly with contempt in his eyes.
If he was not unfamiliar with the route to Lingshan Island, how could he, a dignified Taoist cultivator, disdain to associate with these mortals?
When the middle-aged man heard this, a smile appeared on his face and he was completely relieved.
Although the monks of Yaoshen Sect focus on alchemy, they also need some worldly things, so in order to survive, the merchants nearby transport supplies to the island to trade with them, but the relationship between the two is only a cooperative relationship, and they are not protected by Yaoshen Sect.
Pirates have always been rampant in this sea area, and countless fleets are looted every year. Therefore, these mortal merchants will invite highly skilled immortals to accompany them at a high price in order to seek protection.
Although the middle-aged man's business is well-known in the vicinity, he is inevitably robbed by islands and has almost died in the sea several times. He is extremely afraid of these bloodthirsty pirates.
However, this time he was very lucky. Before going out to sea, he met this "Master Yao", who wanted to go to Lingshan Island to participate in the exchange of alchemy of Yaoshen Sect and took the initiative to join their fleet, which gave him confidence for this trip.
"I will go back to the cabin to practice first. When we arrive at Lingshan Island, you can call me again." The old man surnamed Yao felt the surroundings slightly, waved his hand indifferently after confirming that he was safe, and turned to walk towards the cabin.
"Master, take care." The middle-aged man hurriedly bid him farewell.
"Hmm?"
But suddenly the old man surnamed Yao stopped, looked up at the sky, and his face changed slightly.
"Is there the breath of a cultivator?"
The old man surnamed Yao frowned, and at this moment, a startling rainbow flashed in the void, and a black and purple gourd appeared in front of everyone, with smoke rolling on it, like a dark cloud covering the sun, and stopped above the fleet.
On the black and purple gourd sat a short and fat middle-aged man and a young man in black clothes, looking down at everyone on the boat.
Sensing the breath of the cultivator, the middle-aged man's expression changed, and he subconsciously stood behind the old man surnamed Yao.
"Are you going to Lingshan Island?"
The short and fat middle-aged man on the gourd glanced at the old man surnamed Yao, his eyes flashed a few times, and then asked the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked panicked. The other party suddenly blocked the way. Could it be that the pirates in the nearby waters had evil intentions towards them?
He looked at the old man surnamed Yao with a look of help, but he saw that the latter did not say a word, so he had to bite the bullet and bowed his hands and said: "I am Zhang Zhiyuan, from a nearby business family. I am going to Lingshan Island with Master Yao. I wonder if the two seniors have any advice?"
Zhang Zhiyuan spoke politely, but he seemed to intentionally or unintentionally mention the old man surnamed Yao, hoping to calm him down.
The old man surnamed Yao squinted his eyes and looked at the two people. He found that the other party was also a master of the perfect Dao Foundation Realm, and his cultivation was not inferior to his own. He couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart.
However, after Zhang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he still took a step forward with a sneer, stomped the cane in his hand lightly, and a strong breath was released.
The short and fat middle-aged man glanced at the old man surnamed Yao, and was not moved at all.
The black-clothed young man next to him looked indifferent and did not say a word.
Zhang Zhiyuan saw the confrontation between the two sides and was secretly shocked, but seeing the imposing manner of the old man surnamed Yao, he immediately calmed down a few points.
But the short and fat middle-aged man's next words surprised Zhang Zhiyuan.
"Since you are going to Lingshan Island, this elder and I would like to take your fleet along the way, but don't worry, we will give you enough rewards." The short and fat middle-aged man said, throwing a Qiankun bag to Zhang Zhiyuan.
Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned. This Qiankun bag had no restrictions, and he, a mortal, could open it. Then he found that it contained at least 100,000 spiritual stones, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
In the past, he could earn a few thousand spiritual stones at most by transporting materials to Lingshan Island, and no more than 10,000. The total for a year was only about 20,000 to 30,000. The amount given by the two was his income for several years.
"Are you two not pirates?" Zhang Zhiyuan said with a surprised face.
"Pirates?"
The short and fat middle-aged man was a little surprised, then chuckled and said: "We did encounter several waves of pirates along the way, but they were all killed by the senior next to me."
Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this.
What does it mean to kill with a raised hand?
He knew how terrible the pirates in this sea area were. Almost every pirate group had a Daoji realm cultivator in charge of their leaders. Even the old man surnamed Yao would not dare to say such a bold statement, right?
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, a loud laugh came over.
The old man surnamed Yao looked at the short and fat middle-aged man and the black-clothed young man, shook his head and sneered: "You two are so arrogant. There are many pirates in this sea area, and all of them are desperate criminals. If we want to kill them all, even the spiritual transformation realm cultivators can only make them tremble, and may not be able to kill them all. You two are really shameless!"
The short and fat middle-aged man rolled his eyes and was about to refute, but the black-clothed young man next to him raised his hand to stop him.
"Just now I heard that you are familiar with the route of Lingshan Island. We only need to accompany you for a few days. How about you all do it for us?" The black-clothed young man stood up with a calm demeanor.
"This..."
Zhang Zhiyuan held the Qiankun bag filled with spiritual stones and looked at the old man surnamed Yao hesitantly.
"I am just a passerby. You don't need to ask me whether they should stay." The old man surnamed Yao said arrogantly.
After that, he ignored the two people on the black and purple gourd and walked straight into the cabin.
However, when he turned around, his eyes glanced at the young man in black clothes, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes, and finally his figure disappeared.
"Since the two immortal masters are not pirates, I will naturally welcome you to join our fleet." Seeing that the old man surnamed Yao had no objection, Zhang Zhiyuan was delighted and waved to the two people.
Although he didn't quite believe the words of the short and fat middle-aged man, these two people were Daoji realm cultivators after all. With them accompanying them, plus the old man surnamed Yao in charge, this trip should be as stable as Mount Tai, and there is no need to worry about pirate raids.
"You are quite sensible."
The short and fat middle-aged man touched his chin, chuckled, and then put away the black and purple gourd, bowed to the black-clothed young man, and said respectfully: "Senior Ye, according to what this person said just now, this place is not far from Lingshan Island. Let's go with him for a few days?"
The black-clothed young man nodded, and his figure flashed, and he appeared on the deck of the merchant ship in a blink of an eye.
Seeing this almost shrinking the earth into an inch, Zhang Zhiyuan was shocked and sweated.
Especially seeing the short and fat middle-aged man's awe of the black-clothed young man, he couldn't help but doubt in his heart. The two of them seemed to have the same cultivation, but why was the short and fat middle-aged man so respectful to him?
"Are there any vacant guest rooms on the ship?" The black-clothed young man asked.
"Yes, I will ask someone to prepare it."
Zhang Zhiyuan came to his senses and immediately ordered the servants to tidy up the guest rooms in the cabin, and then personally took the two down: "Two immortal masters, please follow me."
The black-clothed young man didn't say anything, and followed Zhang Zhiyuan into the cabin.
The young man in black was naturally Ye Chunyang, and the short and fat middle-aged man next to him was Yu Guzi who had followed him all the way.