Giant Whale Port was buzzing with the hustle and bustle of carriages and horses, and the flow of people was like weaving.
Countless cultivators wandered among them, mostly those at the Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment stages.
But the Golden Core Cultivators, who were rarely seen on normal days, also appeared from time to time, often hurrying along with a little less of their usual unapproachable aura of loftiness.
A tall man dressed in white feathered robes, with a reddish face, walked along the wide pathway, his pitch-black eyes curiously looking around as if nothing was satisfying enough to see.
Following him was a striking female cultivator, carrying a long object wrapped in a white cloth strip. Her figure was not particularly graceful, but the rebellious air between her eyebrows gave off a sense of being untouchably extraordinary.
Suddenly.
The red-faced man stopped in front of a railing by the sea.
His gaze ventured far off toward a giant ship.
