Chapter Fifty-Four: Jiao E's Boat

  The dragon boat was narrow, with four or five people already seated, and only Meng Xuan could sit down. Meng Xuan jumped onto the dragon boat, carefully avoiding the crowd, and walked towards the last empty seat inside. Among those four or five passengers, there was a young man with a pale face and red lips, about twenty years old, with a cultivation level around True Qi Sixth Layer. He was the one who shouted "unfair" just now, and his voice was the loudest among them.

  He bullied Meng Xuan for being young and walked towards him with a pretentious air, deliberately stretching out his long legs to block the way.

  Meng Xuan saw it in his eyes, smiled slightly in his heart, and didn't dodge or evade. He directly kicked out with one foot.

  "Oh no......"

  The two legs collided, and Xiao Bai's face changed greatly, the pain causing him to cry out. However, he had underestimated Meng Xuan. He thought that since Meng Xuan was young, his internal energy would be weak, and he wouldn't have much cultivation. But it turned out that Meng Xuan had only cultivated a technique to conceal his internal energy, hiding his true strength. In reality, his actual cultivation had already reached the ninth level of True Energy.

  This Taoist sect was passed down by the old man to Meng Xuan before his death. The old man lived a life without contention, being low-key and humble. In his daily life, he would often restrain himself from showing off his abilities, and when faced with problems, he would try to avoid them if possible. Only when it was absolutely necessary would he reveal his divine powers to solve the issue. As a result, although his cultivation in his younger years was not weak, he did not have much of a reputation in the mortal world.

  However, although the sick old man had passed on all his skills of extortion to Meng Xuan, Meng Xuan's temperament was vastly different from his.

  Meng Xuan is also a person who doesn't like to cause trouble, but he has a big heart and won't shy away from things. Instead, he likes to charge forward directly.

  Fight if you can, run if you can't, but never dodge.

  "You... are you blind? Can't you see that I have my leg here?"

  That little white face felt pain and immediately scolded with a frown.

  Meng Xuan's eyebrows and eyes condensed, coldly smiling: "That's quite an apology, these eyes of mine can see people, but not dogs!"

  "Son of a bitch, looking for death?"

  Xiaobai's face turned red with rage, he jumped up and was about to take action.

  Meng Xuan gave him a cold glance, thinking that if he dared to make a move, she would throw him into the sea.

  "Shut your beak, you little white face! If you don't, I'll throw you into the sea!"

  Suddenly a loud shout came, and it was the big fish who said coldly.

  "Hmph, you... just wait till I enter the immortal realm, then we'll settle the score!"

  Xiaobai's face was pale and he was afraid of the fierce-looking Fish Boss, so he muttered a sentence and stopped talking.

  Meng Xuan also sat down in the empty seat and didn't bother with him.

  "Set sail..."

  Fish Boss saw the dragon boat was full of people, let out a loud shout, raised his whip high and cracked it in mid-air.

  Suddenly, a huge wave rose from the sea surface hundreds of feet away, and then the seawater parted to both sides. A black python, tens of feet high, with a menacing aura, emerged from the sea. It shook off the seawater, and its scarlet eyes fixed on the dragon boat. With a low growl, it broke through the sea surface and charged towards this side, swift as an arrow leaving a bowstring, arriving in an instant.

  "Oh no......"

  "There's a sea monster... Run away..."

  Everyone on the dragon boat was frightened out of their wits, except for Yu Laoda and Meng Xuan who sat upright.

  Yu Lao Da was unaware of why he wasn't surprised, but Meng Xuan had noticed that although the dragon was emitting a fierce aura, it didn't have any murderous intent.

  "What a bunch of weaklings, the disciples who entered the immortal sect are getting worse with each generation..."

  Yu Lao Da disdainfully scolded a few people, but threw two leather cases, which happened to be wrapped around the Jiaolong's neck. Then, with a flick of his whip, the evil Jiaolong swam underwater, pulling the dragon boat forward as if flying.

  Everyone was shocked and settled down, and they all felt a bit refreshed. This evil crocodile looked ferocious beyond compare, but it turned out to be a boat puller.

  After passing by, I couldn't help but sigh that in this Xian Du City, a boatman dared to use an evil crocodile to pull his boat, it's clear how powerful this sacred place is.

  Just as they had sailed a few dozen miles on the surface of the sea, Fish Old Big suddenly let out a loud whistle. The evil crocodile suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea and pulled the dragon boat into the air. Everyone was shocked again, but when they saw the mocking smile on Fish Old Big's face, they finally understood that it wasn't the evil crocodile going crazy, but rather the journey had always been this way - after leaving the harbor, they wouldn't be traveling by water, but by sky.

  After breaking through the clouds, the dragon boat stabilized and was pulled by the evil crocodile, flying towards the depths of the endless sea.

  The scenery of the cloud sea below the boat attracted everyone on board to stretch their necks and look around, forgetting the shock they had just experienced.

  The sea surface is vast, and the dragon boat has been flying at a hundred feet above the sea, just to let these people experience the wind and waves of the immortal sea.

  Facing the scorching sun, the sea surface is a sheet of rippling waves, like scattered gold.

  This journey has been an eye-opener, with small hills-like dragon turtles swimming slowly in the sea, and huge, boundless Kunpeng floating on the surface of the sea, lazily basking in the sun. There are also fierce storms that connect the sea and sky, like a magical heavenly pillar, which the dragon boats have to navigate around. Additionally, there are dark, oppressive birds that dominate one side of the sky, making loud, disturbing noises that force people to cover their ears.

  When passing by an island, Meng Xuan also saw a group of shrimp soldiers and crabs practicing formation tactics. They saw the Dragon Boat of Fish Elder flying over, and the leading shrimp general even looked up to greet him with great enthusiasm. However, Fish Elder was expressionless when he saw them, while the evil alligator pulling the boat responded with a snort... It turned out that the shrimp soldiers and crabs were not acquaintances of Fish Elder, but rather acquaintances of the evil alligator.

  Of course, there were also many dangers along the way. When passing through a large island-like island, even if Fish Old was careful, he was still discovered by a black dragon with wings. With a flick of its tail, it flew up to the clouds and chased after them in a hurry, transforming into a demonic form that was several dozen feet tall. It opened its bloody mouth wide and swallowed towards the dragon boat, scaring Fish Old so much that he had to use three spiritual symbols to shake it off.

  "Damn it! Now I know why Grandpa wanted such a high price! Those three spiritual symbols, at least a month is needed to refine them!"

  Yu Lao Da cursed angrily and was quite heartbroken.

  It wasn't until then that Meng Xuan realized why all the cultivators who came to pay their respects had to take Old Fish's dragon boat to enter the immortal's gate. If they came on their own, even if they could ride clouds or wield swords, if they didn't know the way, it would be hard to avoid entering dangerous territory and being swallowed up by evil spirits.

  However, no matter how fantastic the scene was, after watching for half a day, it got boring. The people on the dragon boat started waving at each other.

  They exchanged names and surnames, and Meng Xuan also had a certain understanding of the several people he was going to worship as his masters.

  There were five people of different ages, the youngest being Meng Xuan, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. The slightly older one was that pale-faced young man. There were also two in their thirties and forties. And then there was an old man with white hair and beard, who couldn't help but be mentioned. It wasn't until later that it was discovered he was over ninety years old. He had recently saved a wounded Taoist priest by chance and obtained the opportunity to enter the immortal sect.

  However, the immortal sect he was going to worship was just a third-rate small immortal sect, and it didn't have much prestige.

  During this time, the most eye-catching one was a young man named Yun Huai Yue, from a wealthy family in the north of Chu land. He had climbed to the sixth step on the White Jade Stage and obtained the opportunity to enter the Purple Wei Immortal Gate, one of the Seven Great Immortal Sects, which made people envy him. It was precisely because of this special identity that he became arrogant and looked down on others.

  As for their cultivation, he was actually the weakest among them, with only six layers of true energy, while others had eight or nine layers.

  In the Holy Land of Donghai, however, they don't evaluate each other based on their cultivation level, but rather by their innate talent.

  For the Immortal Sect, it's not a big deal if a disciple has lower cultivation when they join. Granting them some spiritual medicine or having an elder bestow a True Qi technique can easily bring their cultivation to the 9th level of True Qi. To take a step back, in the entire Immortal City, there are countless warriors who have reached the 9th level of True Qi, but not all of them have the opportunity to break through to the True Spirit realm and be recorded by the Immortal Sect.

  Only those who have made a name for themselves on the Ninth Stage of White Jade Platform, like Yun Huo and Yue, will be taken seriously and admitted to the Great Immortal Sect.

  "Hmph, just wait until I've cultivated divine powers in the Ziwei Xianmen, then I'll come and teach those blind little bastards a lesson!"

  Na Yun was flattered by several others and became arrogant again, speaking while glancing at Meng Xuan.

  "It's just a temporary victory, Brother Yun, no need to take it to heart. I just heard that Brother Meng is also going to join the Tianchi Sect, one of the Seven Great Immortal Sects. Who knows, maybe you two will have more opportunities to interact with each other in the future..."

  A man in blue clothes was mediating beside them.

  That white-bearded old man smiled slightly contemptuously and said, "I don't think so, the Purple Wei Xianmen is a true immortal door, while the Tianchi Gate is somewhat..."

  The big fish on the dragon boat suddenly turned its head, staring coldly at the old man with white whiskers, saying: "Don't rely on your age and think you can spout nonsense here just because you've heard more stories than others. Since you know about the Tianchi Xianmen, you should also know their rules. If you say something you shouldn't, believe it or not, I'll throw you out to feed my divine dragon right now?"

  Nala's evil alligator heard this, turned its big head around, and drooled.

  "This... old man was wrong..."

  The old man with a white beard was startled and immediately smoothed his eyebrows, not daring to speak again.

  The people on the dragon boat didn't dare to discuss anything anymore, they just couldn't help but feel curious in their hearts, what had happened to the Tianchi Immortal Gate?

  "Zi Wei Xian Men has arrived, Little White Face is going down..."

  They walked forward for about an hour, when suddenly Fish Old Big shouted out loud.

  But then, a hundred feet away, amidst the swirling white clouds, a majestic and towering mountain suddenly appeared, half-hidden and half-revealed, with an extraordinary aura.

  "Hmph, young one, we'll meet again someday..."

  Yun called out to Yue, who stood up, casting a disdainful glance at Meng Xuan. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a small flying sword and flew off towards the Immortal Mountain.

  Meng Xuan also ignored him, as if he hadn't heard what was said.

  But in his heart, he remembered this person and would definitely teach him a good lesson when he found an opportunity.

  The dragon boat sailed again, and the other people on the boat gradually went down. The Tianchi Xianmen seemed to be the farthest one, until the sunset fell, it finally arrived at an island that looked about a hundred miles in circumference. It was dark and only saw countless mountain peaks pointing towards the sky like sharp swords. However, unlike other fairy islands with obvious spiritual energy fluctuations, this small island felt no spiritual energy, but rather like a dead island.

  "The Tianchi Xianmen has arrived, little brother. You can go down and worship the mountain by yourself. Keep this talisman paper safe. Whenever you want to return, just light it up, and I'll naturally come to pick you up. We'll stick to the original price, and 7,000 taels will be enough!"

  Yu Lao Da handed a token to Meng Xuan and then turned around and flew away in his dragon boat.

  "Alas, never mind, whether it's good fortune or bad luck or a haunted cave, let's go take a look first!"

  Meng Xuan sighed and put the token away in his Ring of Heaven's Gate, then took a step forward.