"Set sail, set sail—"
Jiang Yuebai stood on the deck of the Qianyu Dragon Boat, watching dozens of boatmen shouting in unison and slowly pulling up the special wing-like sails on both sides of the dragon boat.
The entire ship slowly floated into the air, with the wings on both sides flapping like waves, carrying the entire ship westward.
The ship was fully loaded with cargo and was not moving very fast. The Qinglong Realm was vast, and it would take at least two months to reach the Fulong Mountains.
Most of the people on this ship are disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. They will not participate in the fight with the dragon clan, but they have to guard the rear of the Fulong Mountains to ensure that the dragon clan will not rush through the Fulong Mountains and cause harm to the inland.
In addition to escorting supplies, this group of people also have to change guards.
In addition, there are some disciples from the Fulong Sect and the Biyou Palace who received missions to go to the West Sea and can only leave after staying for five years.
Behind the Thousand Feathers Dragon Ship, there were some ordinary airships following, like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, guarding the Thousand Feathers Dragon Ship. They were all cultivators from second-rate sects, independent cultivators, and various chambers of commerce, going to the West Sea to 'pan for gold'.
Jiang Yuebai observed for a moment, found it boring, and walked towards the cabin.
Xie Jingshan arranged a quiet room for her to practice on the road.
Just as I walked into the side corridor, I heard a quarrel coming from one of the quiet rooms, and the soundproofing barrier was not even activated.
"Whatever, I said whatever!"
A very familiar young female cultivator's voice, with a tone that was a bit helpless, tired, and a bit angry.
"I just asked you whether you want to wear this plain blue one or this light yellow one, why are you so angry?"
Sounds like a middle-aged woman.
"I just said, wear plain blue."
"That one is too plain. You have a sullen face every day. You should wear something brighter like goose yellow."
“Heh~”
"What do you mean? I serve you every day, pick out clothes for you and hand them to you, and you still have a problem? You are such a heartless child. How have I ever let you down?"
"Mom, I am already over sixty years old. In the mortal world, I would be an old woman. I am not a child who needs your care."
"The world of cultivation doesn't care about age. Hurry up and change your clothes. You haven't learned anything else in the past few years, but you have learned how to disobey me."
"I don't want to wear that."
"You just said it's up to you, but now you don't want to wear yellow. You keep practicing but still can't improve, and you keep talking nonsense. Is there anyone like you in other families? Stop, where are you going?"
The door was opened and bumped into Jiang Yuebai who was passing by.
Jiang Yuebai recognized the person in front of him. She was Jing Chujun, the female owner of the shop that Xie Jingshan took over in Shimen City.
She is also a sword practitioner at the peak of the Golden Core realm. She wears a set of tight green clothes, with her hair tied up to reveal her full forehead and delicate facial features. Her eyebrows are lightly drawn, and she wears no makeup, looking clean and refreshing.
At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tired, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Is it you?"
Jing Chujun also recognized Jiang Yuebai. In the beginning, all the pills in the shop were made by Jiang Yuebai, so they had dealt with each other before.
"Mr. Chu, who is this?"
The female cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage behind came over with a goose yellow long skirt in her hand. Her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Jing Chujun. She looked Jiang Yuebai up and down.
Jing Chujun took a breath, "This is my friend, Jiang Yuebai, and this is my mother."
When I was in Shimen City, I used my real name because I had to sign an official contract to help Jing Chujun refine the elixir, which required an identity token.
Jiang Yuebai hurriedly bowed and greeted, "Junior Jiang Yuebai greets senior."
Zhuang Feng smiled and said, "So you are Mr. Chu's friend. Mr. Chu rarely makes friends. I wonder which sect or which great master you are a disciple of?"
"Mom! Could you please stop asking?" Jing Chujun was very impatient.
"Self-cultivator?"
Zhuang Feng's eyes immediately turned contemptuous, and she pulled Jing Chujun, "Come in with me and change your clothes. You dress like a man all day and make friends with all kinds of people. Be careful that someone will plot against you one day, and you will regret it too late."
Jiang Yuebai didn't want to make himself look bad, so he just walked away.
Jing Chujun is the third generation cultivator of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. His grandfather is the Lianxu Star Lord of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect, the supreme elder who holds real power and has a very high status.
It was normal for Zhuang Feng to look down on her as a casual cultivator.
Jiang Yuebai found his own quiet room, pushed the door open and went in. Just as he was about to close the door, Jing Chujun suddenly squeezed in from outside, slammed the door, and opened the protective formation.
"Let me take you here for a while."
Jiang Yuebai raised an eyebrow, "Your mother won't eat you, is she that scary?"
Jing Chujun sighed, "It's very depressing to be in the same room with her."
Jing Chujun was usually strictly controlled by Zhuang Feng, from small things like what clothes to wear and what elixirs to take to big things like what martial arts to practice and what friends to make.
Jing Chujun leaned against the door, her chest felt heavy and she couldn't breathe for a long time. She didn't have any friends on a daily basis. Although she and Jiang Yuebai didn't have a close relationship in Shimen City, she had seen the three of them getting along, which was lively and friendly, which made her very envious.
Meeting here at this moment, Jing Chujun couldn't help but want to get closer to Jiang Yuebai.
"Sit down."
Jiang Yuebai invited Jing Chujun to sit down and gathered water to make tea. "I also want to thank you for introducing Xie Jingshan to the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. He was quite happy."
Jing Chujun originally wanted to say that Xie Jingshan was her friend, and that was what he should do, but when she remembered that the three of them were her best friends and that she was really nothing, she suddenly felt a little inferior.
This kind of inferiority complex seems ridiculous to outsiders. After all, her status is beyond the reach of everyone. But in some aspects, she just can't control her inferiority complex.
"Nothing, it's just Xie Jingshan's own outstanding ability."
"Are you and your mother going to the Fulong Mountains too?" Jiang Yuebai asked casually.
Jing Chujun nodded, "My father is stationed in the Fulong Mountains with disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. My mother and I went to visit him."
Jiang Yuebai propped up his chin and waited for the water to boil, "I really envy you, your family is by your side."
Jing Chujun's eyes dimmed, "What's there to envy? I'd rather be alone. To be honest, the years I spent away from home in Shimen City were the freest years of my life."
Jiang Yuebai suddenly laughed out loud, and Jing Chujun frowned in confusion.
Jiang Yuebai stopped laughing, "Sorry, I just suddenly remembered that Xie Jingshan also ran away from home when he was a child, and then he met me and Anan. No wonder he said that you and him get along very well. You really have a lot in common and you both don't stay at home."
Jing Chujun's lips curled up a little, "Yes, Junior Brother Jingshan also taught me many ways to escape from home. He is very experienced."
"They are all crooked tricks, right? Don't listen to his random advice..."
The tea was boiling as Jiang Yuebai and Jing Chujun chatted about everything from Xie Jingshan to everything under the sun. Jing Chujun's frown gradually relaxed, and the room was filled with the aroma of tea and laughter.
After chatting for half an hour, Jing Chujun observed the etiquette and stood up to say goodbye.
Jiang Yuebai sent Jing Chujun to the door, but Jing Chujun was still not satisfied.
"When I'm free later, can I chat with you like today?"
Jiang Yuebai thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I'm very busy with cultivation on weekdays, you can come to me every evening, but next time I won't chat with you about these useless things, if you are willing, we can discuss the Dao together."
Jing Chujun laughed, "No wonder Xie Jingshan said you are a cultivation maniac. Today I have learned a lesson."
Jiang Yuebai smiled without saying a word and bid farewell to Jing Chujun.
What kind of experience is this? I didn't even see her fur. I just wanted to see whether Jing Chujun can hold on for three days.
All debts are cleared! See you tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)