Chapter 931

"Very good."

General Chilaowen was greatly satisfied, stroking the beauty's chin and lifting her head to ask,

"How long does it usually take for the Island Ji family's merchant ships to travel back and forth to the Central Plains?"

This wasn't a big secret, so the beauty answered directly,

"Fast is seven or eight days, slow is up to half a month."

"Why? Are you thinking of returning to the Central Plains, Mr.?"

"Yes!"

General Chilaowen naturally wanted to return to the Central Plains, for there was still one Tian Xiang Doukou he had not obtained.

"That's simple—I'll just ask my brother to speak to the Island Ji family."

"Are you planning to set out tomorrow?"

The beauty asked again.

"No rush. But is there danger in going to sea?"

General Chilaowen recounted what Tang Du had said,

"I heard that not long ago, a ship went to sea and returned with all hands dead, and the only survivor gone mad?"

"Yes, yes, we know about that incident."

Once gossip was mentioned, the other You Dongying beauties perked up.

They chattered all at once, recounting the incident.

Overall, it matched what Tang Du had said with little difference.

Finally, one beauty added,

"It was because that ship was a black ship."

"Exactly!"

The other beauties immediately nodded in agreement.

"What's a black ship?"

General Chilaowen asked, puzzled.

"A ship that hasn't been blessed by the Shendao Society."

The beauty nestled in General Chilaowen's arms immediately rushed to explain,

"The masters in the Shendao Society possess great magical power."

It's said that sea demons exist; without the masters' blessings, the ship will be invaded by demons."

"The worst case is dying at sea."

"Yes! Yes!"

Another beauty quickly added,

"Xiao Dao's father, back then, didn't believe in this—he insisted on sailing alone without seeking a blessing from the Shendao Society's masters."

"And after he left, he never returned."

"Exactly! And there's also..."

Next came the beauties chattering one after another, each recounting various strange sea voyages.

All were troubles caused by sailing without the Shendao Society's blessing.

General Chilaowen listened quietly, and only then felt a flicker of curiosity.

So Tang Du's story was true?

Was the Shendao Society really that powerful?

But what method did they use to seal off such a vast stretch of sea?

And why go to such great lengths to do it?

These many questions clearly could not be answered by these beauties.

He chuckled lightly and shifted the topic elsewhere.

After interacting further with these beauties, he was utterly exhausted.

General Chilaowen fell into a drowsy sleep.

After one night, he rose refreshed and invigorated.

"Mr. is awake! I'll go find someone to bring you morning tea."

But Tang Du was waiting nearby and immediately rose to prepare.

In truth, even while asleep, General Chilaowen's Supreme Mythical Realm Xin Qiji filled the space around him to a distance of several feet.

Any rustle or movement could not escape his perception.

Thus, he knew perfectly well when the beauties left last night and that Tang Du had been attending him.

Now seeing Tang Du so eager to serve, he waved his hand and declined,

"Enough, no need for such courtesy."

General Chilaowen stood up and said to Tang Du,

"Which direction is the Shendao Society?"

"What do you mean, Mr.?"

Tang Du asked, puzzled.

"Aren't you afraid the Shendao Society will kill you?"

General Chilaowen smiled faintly and said,

"Since you've been so attentive to me, I'll go to the Shendao Society myself and mediate on your behalf."

Saying so, General Chilaowen smacked his lips.

"The taste of these You Dongying beauties really is different from those of the Central Plains!"

It truly wasn't for nothing that he'd come to this world.

"Mr... th-this..."

Tang Du couldn't quite figure out what General Chilaowen actually meant.

"Don't worry! My strength is more than enough to make these people not dare to pursue you any further."

As General Chilaowen spoke, he released the divine-sense domain unique to the supreme Mythical Realm.

The moment it enveloped Tang Du, it could almost leave him nowhere to hide.

729 That's all it takes?

Tang Du hadn't even reached the Absolute Apex level.

A divine-sense domain unique to the supreme Mythical Realm was, in his eyes, little short of a miracle.

He immediately understood that he had still underestimated this old gentleman.

His heart bloomed with joy, and he said eagerly,

"To have the old gentleman's aid is truly a blessing earned over eight lifetimes of mine.

Old gentleman, this way please—I'll accompany you to the Shinto Shrine."

General Chilaowen assumed Tang Du feared he would break his word and grow fat on it, so he paid it no mind.

He nodded, and under Tang Du's lead, headed toward the outskirts of the city.

To call this place a city was less apt than calling it a town.

Before long, under Tang Du's guidance, General Chilaowen had arrived outside a secluded temple.

Pointing at the temple nestled deep in the forest, steeped in a strong Japanese style, Tang Du said with a face full of terror,

"Old gentleman, that is the Shinto Shrine."

Hearing Tang Du's words, General Chilaowen immediately released his Xin Qiji outward, wanting to probe what on earth was so remarkable about this mysterious Shinto Shrine.

Normally, the Xin Qiji perception of a supreme Mythical Realm martial artist absolutely cannot be blocked by anyone whose strength is not above his.

Hearing what Tang Du said, and given that the strongest in You Dongying was Ma Shou,

General Chilaowen paid it no mind, not thinking this Shinto Shrine could withstand his Xin Qiji perception.

Who would have thought that the moment his Xin Qiji reached the outside of the Shinto Shrine, it was cut off by another invisible Xin Qiji.

Not a shred could penetrate this Xin Qiji to sense the situation inside the Shinto Shrine.

"How could that be?"

General Chilaowen's mind was greatly shaken.