Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster - Chapter 463
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Chapter 463: Chapter 201 – A Lone Sail Far Away, The
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Surging Lan Cang (Seeking Monthly Tickets) 3
There are only a few ways to Taishan District.
Traveling by land means crossing several mountains infested with countless demon beasts. Only Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Cultivators can traverse these mountains with ease.
Therefore, over the years, cultivators from The Great River District have usually taken the water route when leaving their district.
The water route is relatively fast. By navigating downstream with the aid of a ship, it can also conserve a great deal of spirit power.
The only thing to worry about is the occasional appearance of demon beasts in the Lancang River.
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But dealing with aquatic demon beasts is already second nature to the Great Lake Gang.
Therefore, the water route is undoubtedly the safer option!
The only thing to consider is the “cost”.
“Fifty Lower Grade Spirit Stones?!!”
Yuan Xiaoyue’s mouth opened wide in shock, forming an adorable 0 shape.
Is it really that expensive just for a boat ride?
Gu Caiyi chuckled lightly and said: “Normally, it wouldn’t cost as much. This is just the Great Lake Gang taking advantage of the situation and making a big profit.”
“That’s really heartless!” Yuan Xiaoyue stuck out her tongue, showing her classic expression!
“Heartless, indeed.”
“But there are still plenty of people buying the boat tickets. If you’re late, you might not even be able to get one.”
Looking at the throngs of people crowding in front of a dozen or so ships below, Gu Caiyi couldn’t help but be filled with emotion.
“If it weren’t for Luo Chen’s influence, we probably wouldn’t have been able to get a ship for free.”
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As she was lost in her thoughts, a cultivator from the Great Lake Gang flew out.
Clothed in a lavish attire and exuding an air of sophistication, he formed a set of his own rules and manners in flight.
Hovering outside the Sky Hawk Flying Boat, he folded his hands in salute.
“My name is Min Longyu. By Gang Master Wang’s orders, I am here to escort the members of the Luo Tian Creed.”
“We appreciate your help, friend Min.”
Sima Huiniang stepped forward and stood beside him.
They privately conversed and sorted out numerous little matters.
Afterward, under Duan Feng’s control, the Sky Hawk Flying Boat slowly descended past the dense crowd on the pier, landing above a large ship.
Sima Huiniang bid farewell to Min Longyu and flew over.
She called everyone off the flying boat and into the ship.
At the same time, she arranged for some people to guard and patrol, and others to clean the cabin.
The large materials brought by the Luo Tian Creed were also all taken out and put into the cabin.
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Under her hand, the multiple tasks were arranged in an orderly manner.
From the beginning to the end, Luo Chen did not appear.
After the Luo Tian Creed had boarded the ship,
the Li family cultivators, who were nearest, gradually came into view from afar.
Large groups of cultivators slowly flew in, while on the ground, many mortal warriors rode dragon horses at full speed.
This was truly a family migration with all its trappings!
The appearance of the Nangong Family was also similar.
However, compared to the deeply-rooted Li family, their means were much fewer.
As for the rogue cultivators at the pier buying boat tickets, they are constant and never decreasing.
The Great Lake Gang’s magic tool ships totaled five, with an additional five smaller ships.
The rest are just ordinary ships with arrays placed on them.
Of the five large ships, three were given to the Luo Tian Creed, the Li family, and the Nangong family.
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The remaining two, one was occupied by the higher-ups of the Great Lake Gang; the last one was used entirely for transporting goods.
Afterward, there were five small magic tool ships. These were all used to carry passengers.
Each ship could accommodate hundreds of people. With a little squeeze, it wouldn’t be a problem to accommodate a thousand.
Every rogue cultivator who boarded had to pay a fare of fifty spirit stones.
It can be said that this time, the Great Lake Gang is really making a fortune.
They plan to scoop up hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in one go!
This could be said to be the epitome of ruthlessness.
Even so, there are still many safety-conscious rogue cultivators who grit their teeth and buy the boat tickets.
Of course, most are those who are pinching pennies, tearing a single spirit stone into two halves.
They have their methods as well.
Whether it’s making their own rafts or planning to fly alongside.
In any case, they will leave together no matter what!
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For the latter, the cultivators of the Great Lake Gang didn’t interfere.
After all, once they’re on the Lancang River and encounter danger, they’ll understand that some bargains are not so good to take.
Time slowly passed in this delay.
By dusk, as the golden afterglow spilled across the river surface, all ships were finally ready to set sail.
A long, resonant voice, accompanied by a profound spirit power, instantly spread throughout Lancang Wharf.
“Set sail!”
As soon as this command was given, it was echoed by many others.
“By the Gang Leader’s order, hoist the sails!”
“By the Gang Leader’s order, hoist the sails!”
“By the Gang Leader’s order, hoist the sails!”
Swoosh! Swoosh!
One after another, large sails unfurled from every ship.
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Under the control of the helmsmen, the dozen or so ships slowly set sail.
The now deserted The Great River District, stood alone outside the savage mountain, watching their departure.
There was no sound, no farewell.
Only the solitary sail in the distance and the rushing Lancang River.