3002 Just Etiquette
Crackle. A soft sound.
In response, the stoic figure positioned herself beyond the crowd’s confines, gazing impassively upon Madam Guo’an. She delivered an indifferent proclamation, “Revenge is an ungracious act.”
For some inexplicable reason, a shiver coursed through Madam Guo’an’s heart. The young woman before her exuded a sinister and vindictive aura, hardly befitting the disposition of an ordinary maiden.
No, she could not act recklessly.
The stoic figure might possess a lower cultivation level on the surface, yet her capabilities vastly exceeded her own. Madam Guo’an needed to deliberate on her strategy before attempting any further assaults. She found the prospect of consistently being at a disadvantage to be utterly intolerable.
Realizing this, Madam Guo’an took a deep breath and earnestly endeavored to quell her turbulent emotions, ultimately regaining her composure.
Holy Son Miyan, beset by a throbbing headache, interposed herself between the stoic figure and Madam Guo’an. She spoke in a hushed tone, “Enough! Refrain from causing a commotion. Now that everyone is assembled, we shall utilize the teleportation array. We will first proceed to the nearest Sanjiang Pier and board a ship.”
Upon the Holy Son’s pronouncement, the others concurred and gravitated toward the teleportation array.
The North Wangda Forest contained multiple teleportation arrays, each distributed in the forest’s cardinal directions. This arrangement afforded utmost convenience to those partaking in the practical training.
Following the Holy Son, Miyan, the assembly exited the teleportation array and emerged in the northern sector of the vast Great Forest, within close proximity to the Sanjiang Pier.
Guided by Holy Son Miyan, the assembled individuals embarked on the route to Three Rivers Pier, marching in single file.
The Three Rivers Pier lay a short distance away from their present location, a mere ten-minute walk at most. As they approached the docks, they could discern the bustling activities of boats plying the waters, their shipwrights feverishly engaged in the loading and unloading of cargo, their enthusiasm palpable.
Qiao Mu trailed slightly behind Holy Son Miyan, pulling Mo Lian along as they made their way. Her inquisitive gaze roamed the surroundings as she absorbed the lively scene.
With a contingent of at least 200 to 300 individuals, they were bound to attract attention. Arriving from the direction of the teleportation array, they immediately captured the interest of many dockside onlookers.
“Our pre-arranged boat family is situated ahead,” Holy Son Miyan declared dispassionately. “Follow me.”
Holy Son Miyan had already secured a ship and negotiated a return time with the boatman. Consequently, she effortlessly located the agreed-upon boat upon arrival.
Not long after everyone embarked, the two-tiered vessel initiated its journey, gradually advancing forward.
A message was dispatched by Holy Son Miyan to convey, “Within a day, we shall enter the Spring River area. Exercise caution when entering Spring River; it is a no-fly zone. Any attempt to ascend into the sky will bear consequences.”
With the stability of their days, the stoic figure finally found the opportunity to catch up with Situ Yi and the others, introducing Qi Xuanxuan and the rest. Liang Qingqing’s excitement was palpable as she spoke, “We’ve endured our time in Fire-Tempering City for a substantial duration. It was no small feat for us to encounter the Lunisolar Shrine’s talent selection for the secret realm practical training, and we readily volunteered. It’s rather unexpected to encounter Little Junior Sister here. Tsk tsk, in hindsight, it seems as though fate has guided us all along!”
Situ Yi couldn’t help but offer a smile. “What Junior Sister Liang stated is indeed pertinent.”
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