Chapter 632

Faced with the extremely nervous Tang Qingqing, Qi Xiong and the others didn't show anything, but this action actually let Tang Qingqing breathe a sigh of relief.

It would be strange for a ship's Cultivation: Great Saint, a Saint, to deign to heed her, a mere Manifestation Realm cultivator.

Don't look at her being hailed as the Tang family's top youngster; compared to the people on this ship, she's on a completely different level.

Among peers Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others, which one hasn't already reached the Heavenly Human Realm?

"Big brother, is this the Heavenly Pride of Zhongzhou?"

At this moment, Shan Hu came running over in a hurry, and at a glance saw Tang Qingqing's group, curiously stepping forward to size them up, his eyes full of fighting spirit and excitement.

Huh???

Faced with Shan Hu, Tang Qingqing and the others were completely bewildered—what does this mean? Are we going to fight?

"Nonsense, go back to Xiūliàn."

Fortunately Ye Zhangqing shouted to stop; now is not the time for a sparring match.

After settling Tang Qingqing and the others, everyone then continued on their way to Zhongzhou.

During this time, Tang Qingqing also indirectly asked about Ye Zhangqing's group's identities; there was no need to hide it, so Xu Jie, who was traveling with them, directly told them that they all came from the Dongzhou Dao Yi Sect.

Upon learning that the group came from Dongzhou, Tang Qingqing and her companions were filled with shock—does Dongzhou really have such a powerful sect?

They didn't know much about Dongzhou, after all, the Tang family, looking at Zhongzhou, is merely a minor power.

In the entire family, there is only one Saint holding the fort, and the number of those at the Heavenly Human Realm cultivation is no more than can be counted on one hand.

Such strength might be enough to show off in Dongzhou, but in Zhongzhou it's completely inadequate.

Even the Luo Xia Sect has more than one Saint.

On the ship they were careful, not daring to provoke Qi Xiong and the others in the slightest, but one of the Tang family disciples still eagerly said to Tang Qingqing:

"Miss, if we could befriend the Dao Yi Sect, would that be... for our Tang family..."

"Shh, watch your words."

Hearing this, Tang Qingqing immediately interrupted; she of course knew that if they could get on good terms with the Dao Yi Sect, it would definitely be a good thing for the Tang family.

But can such a thing be forced? Would they even be willing to pay attention to the Tang family?

Having such thoughts, one must absolutely not reveal them too openly; instead, one should see whether the Dao Yi Sect has such intentions.

The starship proceeded toward Zhongzhou's mainland without hurry or delay.

Meanwhile, on the other side, above the boundless sea leading to Dongzhou.

More than ten wooden boats were struggling forward amidst the raging sea.

This group was none other than the old village chief and his party setting out from the isolated island.

The refined gentlemen originally thought they were doomed this time, but after many days of sailing, although they encountered various dangers, in the end they all miraculously turned peril into safety.

This is absurd—those damned little wooden boats, are they really supposed to cross the boundary sea?

At this moment, the refined gentleman sat bewildered at the stern, looking at the old village chief standing tall at the bow, facing the wind with heroic vigor, and didn't know what to say.

"Oh oh.........."

Only saw the old village chief raise his arms and shout loudly, as if roaring at the towering waves.

Even though the waves before her were towering, they could not in the slightest stop her from pursuing the love in her heart.

Following the old village chief's roar, the people on the surrounding wooden boats also chimed in one after another.

For a time, the oh-oh roars echoed continuously from within the waves.

Afterward, the wooden boats powered by human strength surged forward to meet the waves.

"No, you guys calm down a bit.........."

Watching this group charge toward the waves, the refined gentleman was completely dumbfounded.

He hurriedly spoke to persuade them, but the old village chief paid no heed, his gaze remaining steadfast.

Finally, under the terrified gaze of the refined gentleman, the wooden boats, powered by human rowing, actually truly surged onto the wave crests.

The wooden boats went upwind, standing atop the waves, as the old village chief excitedly shouted, and the surrounding people responded in kind.

"Crazy, truly fucking crazy.........."

The refined gentleman cursed on the side, his heart still pounding with fear.

Who knows what he has endured along the way.

Just a few makeshift wooden boats dare to cross the boundary sea—this is utterly absurd.

Along the way, aquatic attacks, towering waves, scorching sun, and a series of other hardships each made the refined gentleman feel his life had reached its end.

Yet damned if each time he managed to survive the aftermath.

The aquatic attacks were like this, and so are the current towering waves.

He just couldn't understand—were these few broken wooden boats endowed with some mysterious power?

Under the old village chief's leadership, this group of savages born from the isolated island actually really inched closer to Dongzhou.

"Holy shit..............."

Before he could even react, suddenly the refined gentleman felt the wooden boat as if losing weight, plummeting straight downward.

That sudden sensation of weightlessness caused the refined gentleman's complexion to change again.

As for the old village chief, don't let her stooped frame fool you—at this moment she gripped the nearby oar tightly, standing firm amidst the storm.

Her gaze steadfastly forward, with only a few teeth left in her mouth, she let out bursts of excited howls.

This was her longing for love, her confession to Mo Yun.

Even if the road ahead is perilous, the old lady must find Mo Yun.

The tiny broken boat, amidst the vast, towering‑wave ocean, was as insignificant as a grain of sand, seeming at any moment about to be swallowed.

Yet just such a tiny grain of sand kept gritting its teeth and persisting.

The wooden boat successfully broke through the waves; the people on board were soaked through, yet they seemed not to care at all.

Looking at the sky clearing up again, the refined gentleman said somewhat awkwardly.

You wouldn't really have managed to fucking get to Dongzhou, would you?

I never thought everyone could successfully reach Dongzhou, but now the refined gentleman's thoughts have changed somewhat.

Because judging from the current situation, this bunch of guys probably managed to fucking get to Dongzhou.

Even such huge waves couldn't stop them—does this little broken wooden boat really have that much power?

People riding star cruisers wouldn't dare say they have absolute confidence crossing the Boundless Realm Sea, but the old village chief and her crew, relying on just these few broken planks, actually made it all the way here, and Dongzhou isn't far off.

Is this the power of love?

Oh..............

At this moment, the old village chief at the bow shouted excitedly; hearing that, the refined gentleman's expression grew complex.

He understood the meaning of those words: it was telling Mo Yun to wait for her, and she would never let go in this lifetime.

No matter what difficulties she encounters, she will find Mo Yun, that faithless man.

He took a deep look at the old village chief's back, and at the continual howls coming from around, the refined gentleman felt his head buzzing.

Hiss...............

Shīzūn, what's wrong with you?

On the star cruiser, Mo Yun didn't know why he suddenly shivered; Shen Xian and the others, seeing his state, all asked with concern.

I don't know either; I just have a feeling that something big is about to happen.

Something big?

Mo Yun couldn't describe what feeling it was; anyway, suddenly his heart felt creepy, and he himself didn't know exactly why.