Chapter 2: The savior you ordered is being delivered

Liao Qing and Liao Min, the two young ladies of the Liao family in Cloud Sea City, this time the Liao family went to neighboring Qingluo Cloud Sea to purchase specialty spiritual materials; they also followed the merchant ship, counting it as training.

The journey had been smooth going there, but on the way back they unexpectedly ran into a rare cloud beast riot; it was said that someone had found a fourth-grade spiritual material in the Cloud Sea, and the beasts fought over it, causing the cloud beast riot.

Damn it! Everyone who heard the news cursed that lucky bastard with envy and jealousy, then obediently stayed away from the cloud beast area.

The Liao family merchant ship naturally wasn't afraid of these cloud beasts below fourth grade, but they didn't want complications; what if a lucky cloud beast devoured others and broke through? If the young ladies were hurt, Chief Steward Liao Yun's job would be over.

"Fortunately we can still change course now," Liao Yun made a quick decision, choosing another route not yet completely surrounded, and easily broke through. However, there really were some blockheads who charged straight in.

"Really, they want money but not their lives," Liao Yun shook his head and returned to the cabin.

On the bow deck, Liao Min chattered beside Liao Qing, saying: "Sister, where is that person from? With such low cultivation they dare to run out—they definitely aren't from our Cloud Sea City. But I've never seen cultivation this low before; it seems they've just reached Qi Refining, which is strange. Besides, at their age they still haven't reached Foundation Establishment, while I achieved Foundation Establishment two years ago. Sister, when did you reach Foundation Establishment?"

Listening to her talk, Liao Qing felt a growing headache; her younger sister's curiosity was unusually strong, and she couldn't believe she had trusted her promise—but fortunately they were almost at the city, so she quickly told her to go play with peers her age.

"Miss," Liao Yun appeared just in time and saved her life.

Liao Qing hurriedly asked: "How is it? What did you find?" Beside her, Liao Min's eyes also flashed with a strange light, eager for something to happen.

Liao Yun said: "Miss, I've checked and there's nothing abnormal."

Hearing this, Liao Min showed a disappointed expression, making Liao Yun's mouth twitch. He thought, "Just spare me, Second Miss; if anything happened, wouldn't that ruin my livelihood?"

"However," Liao Yun's words gave the Second Miss a glimmer of hope.

"However what?" Liao Min pressed.

Liao Yun no longer beat around the bush: "However, that person hardly has any spiritual energy at all—very strange."

Now even Liao Qing became interested—lacking spiritual energy, that's nearly impossible. Spiritual energy fills the whole world; it's the most fundamental power. How could anyone lack it? Unless they lived in a place without spiritual energy—could they be from another realm?

"He must have been locked since childhood in a Forbidden Spirit Grand Formation, right, sister?" Liao Min said decisively.

"Well, maybe." Realizing she shared her sister's thought, Liao Qing gave up her wild speculations, having never heard of any realm lacking spiritual power.

Liao Yun, having seen much in his lifetime, had never encountered this situation; if it were an object, even if he couldn't figure out its use, he could sell it for a high price—he habitually thought that.

"Could it be a powerful curse? For example, encountering Demonic Cult followers on the road, after a fierce battle their clothes were ripped off, they finally killed the cultists, but ended up cursed themselves, unable to retain even the spiritual energy of their physical strength." Liao Min happily let her imagination run wild.

That idea actually alerted Liao Qing and Liao Yun; in recent years, the suddenly emerged Demonic Cult excels at curses, mysterious and hard to guard against—victims often don't notice until it's too late.

The two exchanged a glance, seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.

"Alright, you should go cultivate, or next time I won't bring you out." Liao Qing dragged her sister back to the cabin without further discussion, threw her into the cultivation room, and then followed Liao Yun down to the lower cabin.

"Young lady, you'd better not go down there, just in case." Liao Yun advised from the side.

Liao Qing changed from her previous fresh and elegant demeanor to a very capable one. "I'm the one who rescued that person, and besides, you're all members of the Liao family—how can we abandon them?"

Liao Yun was stunned, felt a warm surge in his chest, and hurriedly caught up.

In the ship's central secret chamber, originally used to store valuable goods, now held a man covered only with a single bedsheet—this person was Fu Feng.

At this moment his body remained unusable, and his mind fluctuated between clarity and chaos. Naturally he didn't know he had been treated as a flood beast, nor that a formation worth several houses in Cloud Sea City had been deployed to seal him; if he knew, he'd surely complain endlessly—his years-long dream had been fulfilled while lying there.

"Where is this?" the awakened Fu Feng voiced his question.

"No!" He hurriedly recalled what he had intended to do earlier.

"System, open the shop." Ignoring the erosion degree of ten percent marked in red on the attribute interface, he operated it with his mind and quickly browsed the interface.

"Found it! Purchase!" He operated swiftly to avoid falling unconscious again.

"Transmitting"

"Done!" he thought, then lost consciousness again.

However, this time he did not lose consciousness, but arrived in a chaotic region.

"Where is this?" he still couldn't control his body, but he could speak.

Fu Feng wanted to look around more, then he noticed his perspective stretching, and finally he successfully 'saw' a mass of chaotic mist.

"This is the Sea of Consciousness," he realized; that mass of mist was the manifestation of his divine sense. But then what?

"First layer, gather the divine sense."

Suddenly appearing knowledge let him know how to operate, but then nothing happened.

In the cabin, the cultivators in charge of steering the merchant ship desperately increased speed, while other idle crew members gathered to share gossip; those with nothing to share just stood by and watched.

"That injury is brutal; his cultivation is surely ruined." A crew member lacking melons wanted to steer the conversation toward familiar topics.

Another crew member chimed in: "It's just about cultivation; although their clothes are gone, we've all seen them with no other issues—I heard a female cultivator had it worse."

"Oh, I've heard of that." A crew member interjected: "It's said they ran into the Demonic Cult together with their dao companion, but because they couldn't run as fast as their partner, they got hit."

"Wait, I think I've seen that—wasn't it the woman with a perpetual beard? Tsk tsk, too awful. What a pity, such a fairy maiden, just transformed her cultivation that way." A group of people sighed along.

Amid the gossip, the Liao family merchant ship arrived safely at the territory of Cloud Sea City.

A city with sharp angles towered above the clouds, behind it an endless sea of clouds.

Cloud Sea City, we've arrived!