53: Top-grade magic weapon, set sail!

Su Ling thought for a moment, kept two hundred Spirit Stones for himself, and used the rest to purchase fifty Medium Grade spirit gathering pills.

He still had some stock of recovery and healing Medicinal Pills, so there was no need to replenish them for now.

Since his Immortal Pupil hadn't discovered anything worth picking up for a bargain, Su Ling returned directly to his Immortal Cave to Cultivate.

There were still fifteen days left on his rented Immortal Cave, which was enough time to nurture the molten fire shield.

Once the lease expired, he could head out to hunt.

While wandering the market, he had already gathered clear information.

By spending fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones, one could board a cross-sea vessel at the port and head to islands twenty thousand miles away for experience.

The return trip was somewhat like a bus from his previous life; one simply had to wait at a designated island.

A round-trip ticket cost a total of one hundred Spirit Stones.

After advancing to Foundation Establishment, Su Ling's Cultivation sessions had increased to eight hours.

Swallowing a Medium Grade spirit gathering pill, he refined his mana, expanded his Meridians, and began his daily mandatory lessons... Half a month later, the time-keeping Magical Artifact chimed on schedule.

Feeling the abundant mana within his body, Su Ling slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm still a bit short of the threshold for the Middle Foundation Establishment Stage."

During this half-month, he had already refined the molten fire shield and used his spare time to craft several Talismans suitable for the Foundation Establishment Stage in preparation for going out to sea.

Taking down the Immortal Cave jade tablet, Su Ling stood up and walked outside.

He had originally thought that fifty spirit gathering pills plus an ample supply of Spiritual Qi would be enough to reach the threshold.

He hadn't expected to miscalculate the degree of his mana's refinement and the vastness of his Qi Sea.

By a rough estimate, under the same conditions, it would take at least another half a year to reach the peak of the Middle Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Methods, companions, wealth, and land—I'm destined to be short on wealth!"

After returning the Immortal Cave jade tablet, Su Ling headed straight for the port.

It was mid-morning, and the port was bustling with activity, with Cultivators of varying strengths talking everywhere.

Following the merchant ships discussed by the Loose Cultivators, Su Ling arrived at the shore beside a ship half a mile high, shaped like a stingray.

[The lan yao vessel, a High Grade flying Magic Treasure, crafted from the carcass of a Fifth-Tier Lan Yao sea beast. It can sail, submerge, and fly, and possesses certain offensive and defensive capabilities.]

Crafted from the carcass of a Fifth-Tier Soul Transformation Stage sea beast—no wonder it reached such a high Rank.

Then again, to sail safely in the Yaoxing Sea, besides its own powerful defense, the Aura of the Fourth-Tier Demonic Beast's skeleton played a decisive role.

Judging by the size of the lan yao vessel alone, it could accommodate at least ten thousand people.

A single round trip to Peiming Island, twenty thousand miles away, would bring in at least a million Spirit Stones.

Setting aside various expenses, the profit would likely be fifty to sixty percent.

After all, just looking at its size, the materials required for its refinement would be enough to create dozens of Magic Treasures.

"Ticket, fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones each."

At the boarding gate, a Foundation Establishment Deacon spoke without even looking up.

"I'll take one."

Su Ling understood, handed over fifty Spirit Stones, and caught the blue jade tablet the man tossed to him.

It was engraved with the words 'Lan Yao' and 'Kun-98'.

"Departure is in two hours; occupy your room according to the number. You must board fifteen minutes early; we won't wait for latecomers."

The Foundation Establishment Deacon waved his hand and then looked at the next passenger.

With all preparations made, Su Ling boarded the ship and found room Kun-98.

Using the jade tablet to open the room's Restriction, he entered only to find that the room was barely ten feet square and didn't even have a window.

Clearly, the information he had heard from the Loose Cultivators was somewhat inaccurate.

When boarding, Su Ling had clearly seen that the rooms on the upper floors had windows.

But it didn't matter; since he wasn't staying in the room, he could just go to the deck to enjoy the view!

Closing the door, Su Ling returned to the deck and stood by the railing, looking out.

To him, everything in the Canglang Plane was very fresh.

Especially watching those Cultivators board one after another, chatting in groups of twos and threes.

For a moment, Su Ling had a strange illusion.

It felt as if he had returned to Blue Star and was taking a cruise ship out to sea for a vacation.

But soon, a shrill and mean voice broke his train of thought.

"Mortal, get away from me!"

Su Ling looked toward the sound and saw three Mortals dressed like merchants and some Qi Refining Cultivators shrinking back to the side in fear.

The one who spoke was a beautiful female Cultivator with the strength of the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

The vast Thousand Star Island was home not only to Cultivators but also to nearly ten million Mortals.

Many Qi Refining Cultivators with poor talent, seeing no hope of a Breakthrough, would settle down with Mortals to marry and have children.

As a result, many businesses combining the immortal and Mortal worlds had emerged.

Such as planting Spiritual Plants, cultivating spiritual rice, and helping Imperial Dynasty Sects mine spiritual ores.

Many low-level cultivation families would also take sea vessels back and forth between various islands to do business.

High-level Cultivators looked down on that small amount of Spirit Stones.

But it was the livelihood many low-level Cultivators depended on for survival.

It appeared those three merchants were exactly that kind of low-level cultivation Family.

"Bumping into the immortal master was this Junior's fault. I hope the immortal master will forgive us..."

The leading old man only had a cultivation of the Sixth Level of Qi Refining.

Even though he and his two Juniors were merely walking a bit slowly and slightly blocking her path, he didn't dare show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

"Get lost, you're full of bad luck. If you annoy me, I'll throw you directly into the sea."

The beautiful female Cultivator fanned the air in front of her nose and said with disgust.

Fighting was prohibited on the sea vessel; otherwise, there would be a corresponding enforcement team to punish offenders.

It was precisely because of this that the female Cultivator's temper was somewhat restrained.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The old man felt as if he had received a great pardon and hurriedly led his two Juniors away.

"Enough, Yu Yao. We're away from home; don't cause unnecessary trouble."

The middle-aged Core Formation female Cultivator beside the beautiful girl said indifferently, then walked with her hands behind her back toward the upper levels of the sea vessel.

"Aunt Lan, I just can't stand that vulgar air of Mortals!"

Yu Yao stepped forward, grabbed Aunt Lan's arm, and shook it while speaking in a coquettish voice.

"You and I both come from Mortal backgrounds, and now we've only just stepped onto the immortal path."

Aunt Lan's brow furrowed slightly as she admonished in a low voice, "Do not lose your sense of awe!"

"Alright, Aunt Lan, I get it."

Yu Yao curled her lip and grumbled.

"You..."

Knowing her niece was used to being pampered and arrogant, Aunt Lan poked her forehead in exasperation and shook her head, saying nothing more.

Soon, the two disappeared into the entrance to the third level of the sea vessel.

Only then did the old man on the deck breathe a sigh of relief and pull his two Juniors quickly into the cabin.

"As expected, no matter where you go, the Law of the jungle is the truest Law."

Seeing this scene, Su Ling sighed slightly and turned to look at the sea.

The Blue Star of his previous life, with the protection of the Law, was already considered fair enough.

But privately, it still couldn't escape the Law of the jungle.

In the cultivation world, the power of the strong to decide the life and death of the weak was demonstrated even more vividly.

An hour later, once the last group of people had boarded, the desolate sound of a conch shell rang out.

The massive pectoral fins on both sides of the sea vessel rose and slammed down, kicking up towering waves.

Amidst flickering blue light, the lan yao vessel slowly turned and sailed toward the deep sea.

A moment later, its speed grew faster and faster, carrying a majestic Aura as it braved the wind and waves.