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“Indeed, Brother Situ is just being too nice to her. If you ask me, just snatch the woman you like away. The Zong Family has long declined and can no longer hold its ground.”

“Exactly, we cultivators live our lives—why should we have to watch how a woman reacts?”

The young men around them looked at the departing figure of Zong Yao, all revealing cold expressions. This woman had publically slapped their faces not just once, but twice already.

“Heh, you lot don’t understand. Sometimes forcefully plucked melons are not necessarily sweet. Let her jump around for a few more days. On the day of the Zong matriarch’s longevity celebration, the Situ Household will come to propose marriage. When that time comes and double happiness arrives, she won’t be able to refuse.”

Situ Renjie said with a cold smile.

“So that’s the plan; I really want to see that wench kneel and beg for mercy soon, always acting so pure every day, it’s irritating.”

“Young Master, let’s hurry and leave. This Li Xiaobai is really tricky. Once back at the clan, I will ask an expert to come and deal with him!”

Elder Mo glanced at Li Xiaobai with some fear—he truly couldn’t fathom the other’s thoughts.

He pulled Situ Renjie to leave, and in an instant, they had vanished from the harbor.

Li Xiaobai touched his nose, finding the relationships between these people rather complicated. Love, hate, grievances—they had it all. It seemed that the power dynamics in the Eastern Sea were not as rosy as he had imagined.

But none of these matters were of any concern to him. As long as no one came to provoke him, he was easy to talk to.

Sorting out his Space Ring, he considered this haul to be a modest profit. The cultivators at the harbor generally had lower realms, granting him priority access to resources. Even so, he still managed to obtain hundreds of thousands of top-quality Spirit Stones.

Li Xiaobai was not the kind of person who would ignore small amounts of money after making a big fortune. As long as it was a Spirit Stone, no matter its size, he wanted it.

“What are you still doing standing here? Go do whatever you need to do!”

Seeing that the surrounding cultivators had no intention of leaving, Li Xiaobai glared at them fiercely, speaking in a threatening tone.

“We’re leaving right now!”

“Young Master Li, go safely!”

The onlookers scattered in panic. They hadn’t gotten much out of this round of excitement, but in the process, they’d sunk their savings, leaving them weeping inside.

Many cultivators had already decided to leave the harbor as soon as possible, save up some money to find a safe place, get married, and live out their days in peace. The outside world was too dangerous. Only today did they realize even watching the excitement could lead to their possessions being stolen.

Such methods were too strange, and they feared they would never be able to fend them off in their lifetimes.

After counting the Spirit Stones, Li Xiaobai hummed a tune, wobbling towards the direction of the docked ships. Liuren’s Divine Skills were vast; he must have been aware of what had happened here for some time, not showing himself, leaving Li Xiaobai to wonder whether it was because of his handsome face that he was turning a blind eye.

Well, it was very possible.

At the edge of the sea, Liuren had been waiting for a while already, now looking at Li Xiaobai with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

“Did Young Master Li have a good time just now?”

“Hehe, it was so-so. These young people have no martial ethics, attempting to cheat and ambush me, an ordinary stall owner. They wanted to dine and dash on Vice Leader’s territory, naturally, I couldn’t agree. Just taught him a lesson that’s all!”

“I hope Vice Leader won’t mind me taking the initiative!”

Li Xiaobai cheerfully said, noting that this woman indeed seemed to know everything.

“Of course not. I’m grateful you could teach a lesson to the younger generation of Eastern Sea cultivators on my behalf. Let’s set off now—it’s half a day’s journey to Aolai Country.”

Liuren said with a smile, but Li Xiaobai caught a hint of worry in her eyes.

Vice Leader seemed somewhat distracted, as if pondering some matters.

…

The warship Liuren brought over paled in comparison to those magnificent merchant ships adorned with intricate carvings of dragons and majestic decoration.

The entire ship was bare; it had nothing on it except for diamond armor on the wings, which could effortlessly withstand the biting of Demonic Beasts in the sea.

When Li Xiaobai saw this incredibly ugly warship, he was dumbfounded.

“You’re already invincible in the world, so shouldn’t your vehicle of travel be a little more upscale? Is it really okay to use such an ugly ship?”

Besides, even if we encounter danger, they’d be blasted to smithereens before they ever got close to the ship, so what’s the point in choosing such a vessel?

Liuren’s rationale was, “Better safe than sorry, and caution never led to great error.”

Li Xiaobai was speechless. As expected of a powerful woman, only practicality matters, never the aesthetics.

The ship was powered by Spirit Stones, with a Formation continuously channeling Spiritual Power into the innards of the ship, propelling it forward.

The fresh sea breeze, mixed with a hint of fishiness, swept over him. This was Li Xiaobai’s first glimpse of the sea. Beyond this point lay only the sea, no longer within the domain of the Immortal Spirit Continent.

Aolai Country sat within the Eastern Sea on an island owing to its larger area and more abundant Spiritual Energy compared to the Mainland, making it exceptionally suitable for cultivators to dwell in.

The inherent quality of the cultivators here was naturally superior to those on the Immortal Spirit Continent, a product of the environment.

“The Eastern Sea houses all kinds of Demonic Beasts, including some at the peak of the Mahayana Realm. What mighty existences lie hidden beneath these waters, even I have not completely figured out,”

Liuren said slowly.

“Even senior is not clear on this?”

“The sea is too deep, beyond the reach of probing. As far as I know, the strongest being is the Old Dragon King from the Longhai Dragon Palace. The Sea Clan cultivators have long lifespans; although he is slightly weaker than me, he has lived for countless years.”

“The Immortal Spirit Qi accumulated in his body might not be much less than that of Elder Tianwu,”

Liuren said.

Li Xiaobai was shocked, capable of rivaling Old Tianwu?

If Old Tianwu were to return to his peak, perhaps even Liuren would not be his match. And the Immortal Spirit Qi within the Old Dragon King is not much less than Old Tianwu’s—does this mean that with just a bit more understanding of the way to cultivate Immortal Spirit Qi, he could immediately ascend to the Upper Realm?

“Could it be that the true form of the Old Dragon King is a dragon?”

Li Xiaobai humbly asked, considering that in this world, there were already more formidable beings than he could count on one hand capable of breaching his defenses.

“It’s just a Jiao, with a trace of the Dragon Race’s bloodline. Nothing special,”

Liuren said with slightly parted vermilion lips.

“How does he compare to that Sea Clan powerhouse imprisoned within the Three Sects?”

Li Xiaobai’s expression changed as he remembered that terrifying being—not too sharp-witted, but extremely powerful.

“The Sea Clan cultivator imprisoned by the Three Sects was captured by mistake during the Sea Clan’s major invasion hundreds of years ago. Judging from the time, he’s from the same era as the Old Dragon King. To have lived until now, he’s likely at the Half-step Human Immortal realm,”

Liuren stated confidently. Although she had never fought with him, she was very aware of these secrets.

Li Xiaobai was taken aback: “Another master from the same era!”