Chapter 22: Heaven Sent Beauty

  Fengming Prefecture is located in the northeast of Jinghai County. Due to a land spit blocking the way, ships have to head east first and then turn northwest after passing the tip of the land spit that extends into the sea. If the wind direction remains unchanged, they can arrive by dawn the next day.

  The sky gradually darkened, the wind grew stronger and stronger, several sails were full of wind, swelling as if they were about to burst. The waves hit the bow one after another, splashing water flowers everywhere.

  Meng Chao was a bit seasick and hid in the cabin early, while Yang Yun stayed on the deck.

  A bright moon rises from the surface of the sea, its light shining on the turbulent waves, as if countless silver fish are leaping and playing.

  Yang Yun leaned against a mast, holding a jug of wine brought on the boat, admiring the scenery while cultivating the Moon Flower True Classic.

  The moonlight on the sea is more abundant than on land. Yang Yun's cultivation speed also increased by 30%, and the true energy of the moonlight, under the influence of the wine, vividly flowed through the already condensed acupuncture points.

  At the moment of true cultivation, a soft and fluffy thing fell onto Yang Yun's head. Startled by this, the True Qi of Moon Flower suddenly took a detour, rushing into the Fragrance Hearing Hole.

  Yang Yun hastily retracted his true energy, but it was already too late and he had been excited to the point of bleeding from his nose, with two streams of blood flowing out.

  Reaching out to grab it, the thing that nearly got itself burned was a delicate pink embroidered shoe.

  What is this thing falling from the sky?

  Yang Yun raised his head to look up at the mast, and what entered his eyes was a slender jade foot that made people involuntarily move their gaze upwards.

  "Ah!"

  A cry of surprise came from above, followed by a strong gust of wind in the face. The hand felt light, and the embroidered shoe was snatched away, followed by a crisp slapping sound.

  Yang Yun covered her burning face and glared at the red-clothed girl in front of her.

  "Hey girl, why did you hit people casually?!"

  The red-clothed girl also had an angry face, facing this guy who looked like a scholar but was carrying a jug of wine, drunk and with two streaks of blood under his nose, the more she looked at him the more detestable he became.

  How did her embroidered shoes end up on his head? I don't know what he saw, but he even started bleeding from the nose. Now he still dares to ask with a thick face?

  The red-clothed girl's face turned bright red, but she couldn't say a word. At this time, several sailors had already gathered around, would they make her publicly declare that the guy in front of her had peeked at her skirt?

  Looking at the red-clothed girl's embarrassed and annoyed expression, Yang Yun's anger dissipated a lot. Thinking carefully, he seemed to have seen something he shouldn't have, although it was an unintentional mistake, but after all, he had taken advantage of someone else. Forget it, one glance for one slap, just call it even.

  The red-clothed girl glared at Yang Yun again and turned her head to ask the sailors beside her, "Which one of you is the captain?"

  The old captain walked out with a row of people, "I am the captain, how did you get on board?"

  "Never mind how I got up here, I'm asking you, where is this boat headed?"

  Phoenix Crying Mansion.

  "Alright, take me to Fengming Fu then. Here's the fare...". He tossed over a gold leaf.

  The old captain had practiced a few tricks and recognized the momentum of the golden leaf. He stretched out his hand and caught it.

  The golden leaf seemed to be flying slowly, but it was extremely heavy in hand. The old captain didn't notice at first and was knocked back several steps, with half of his body numb and sore.

  A chill ran through his heart as he realized that this seemingly delicate girl was a master, and after weighing the gold leaf again, it was worth two or three taels.

  The old captain burst out laughing, "No problem, we guarantee to send the girl safely to Fengming House. Ada, the guest cabin is full, go and tidy up my cabin, please invite this lady to stay."

  "No need, I'll just stay on this deck, just let others not disturb me."

  "That's it," said the old sailor with a laugh, "Alright, everyone scatter, no need to work anymore?"

  The sailors dispersed in a whisper, and a few sentences of suspicious talk about gods and ghosts came faintly, and the deck became quiet.

  The girl in red touched her foot on the ground and flew to the back of the boat like a swallow, this light body kung fu is really good.

  Yang Yun didn't bother with her either and continued to cultivate on his own.

  The girl in red stood at the stern of the boat, seeing no one looking this way, hastily put on her embroidered shoes, she had been standing on one foot all along, using her long skirt as cover.

  Just as I was about to straighten up, I caught a glimpse of two red dots on my beloved embroidered shoes, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be two drops of nasal blood.

  The girl in red was covered all over with goosebumps

  The first thought was to take off his shoes and throw them into the sea, but would he have to stand on one foot all the way to Feng Ming Fu? Looking at Yang Yun in front of him, who seemed completely unaware of anything, he barely suppressed the urge to beat him up.

  Her feet felt like they had a disgusting caterpillar crawling on them, and she couldn't wipe it away or get rid of it. The red-clothed girl was so distressed that she wanted to cry, but she didn't want to let that annoying guy see her weakness, so she held back her tears with great effort.

  The three masters had already brought themselves out for training in their stomachs, but halfway through, they were thrown off the boat by a spiritual bird and scolded one hundred times.

  The red-clothed girl endured for half a day, seeing several sailors on the deck busy adjusting the sails, and had to walk in front of Yang Yun.

  "Hey - when will this boat arrive at Fengming Prefecture?"

  Yang Yun gave her a slanted glance, she looked quite pretty, how could she be so rude? She's really a wild girl.

  The red-clothed girl's eyebrows gradually rose, and her five fingers clenched into a fist.

  "It's going to be a big storm."

  "What?" The red-clothed girl almost couldn't help but take action, yet heard this inexplicable sentence.

  "Isn't the wind strong enough now?" The red-clothed girl looked at the already full sail.

  "This little wind is nothing, you've never been out to sea, have you?"

  Yang Yun's one sentence made the red-clothed girl's anger value overflow again.

  "Have you ever kicked a shuttlecock?"

  "What's it to you?" The red-clad girl asked angrily.

  "There's nothing, I just want to tell you that when the strong wind blows, this boat is almost like that kite."

  "Nonsense, where would we encounter such a strong wind?" The red-clothed girl had a tough mouth, but her face was already slightly pale.

  Yang Yun smiled secretly, thinking: "Even if you have great skills, on this vast ocean, your skills can't be fully displayed."

  The red-clothed girl's skill Yang Yun also saw about seven or eight parts, probably in the high segment of the condensing gas period, and in the martial arts world, it was already a first-class master. Even for cultivators, this talent was not trivial.

  However, with her skills, she couldn't have flown to the sky, probably following the sect's seniors to gain experience, and something happened along the way, so she was abandoned on the boat.

  Flying is something that can be done by cultivators above the foundation building period.

  "There will definitely be strong winds, look at those rolling clouds over there."

  Under the moonlight, you can see the dark and ominous clouds rolling in layers on the southwestern horizon, with an occasional flash of lightning in between, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

  "Do you know why I stay under the mast?" Yang Yun asked.

  "You must be bored." The red-clothed girl's face turned red, and she replied with a bit of resentment. Who knew why this guy was under the mast? When she accidentally dropped one shoe while descending onto the mast, how unlucky that it fell on his head?

  "A strong wind is coming, this boat may not hold on, when the time comes, the mast will break with a snap, and I'll just hug it to escape." Yang Yun said casually, thinking that scaring this wild girl wouldn't be bad either.

  "Can't you swim?"

  Yang Yun rolled her eyes, "I'm a good swimmer, but I'll still hold onto the mast to be safe. Who knows how you are in water? I can barely save myself, let alone rescue you."

  The red-clothed girl was getting more and more worried as Yang Yun spoke, she could indeed swim, but looking at the terrifying black waves below the ship's side, no matter what, she couldn't muster up the courage to swim in it.

  Hesitating whether to find a mast to "lean on", he caught sight of the faint smile at the corner of Yang Yun's eyes.

  The red-clothed girl stomped her foot in anger and walked back to the stern of the boat, no longer paying attention to Yang Yun.

  Yang Yun smiled complacently and took another sip of wine, continuing his cultivation.

  Looking at him like that, the red-clothed girl was so angry she gritted her teeth, wondering if she should kick this guy into the sea to see if his swimming skills were as good as he boasted.

  Just as she was gritting her teeth and cursing, she suddenly felt a strange sensation in the air. The sailors who had been shouting and pulling the sails all fell silent one by one, and an eerie silence fell over the deck.

  The sailors' heads were all tilted in one direction, as if they had been petrified. Following the sailors' line of sight, the red-clothed girl saw a terrifying scene.

  A massive, towering column of air is wildly displaying its might in the distance. The seawater is being sucked up by the powerful gusts, forming a roaring and churning giant dragon.

  "The Sea Dragon King is taking in water!" a somewhat older sailor suddenly bellowed in a voice like a cracked gong.