So, strictly speaking, those old monsters aren't all our enemies, and as long as interests align, we can completely sway them to our side,"
Fang Zhixing understood in his heart and calmly said, "This ocean voyage is extremely long, and peace won't accompany us all the way, but we don't always need to be on edge, we just need to respond to challenges as they arise."
The Great Black Buddha Mother deeply agreed, nodding, "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move."
Three days passed in a flash.
The Royal Fleet advanced on the sea, following a predetermined course on the Sea Diagram.
Fang Zhixing stayed in his room, doing nothing, utterly bored.
He and many cultivators were on the same ship.
Suddenly, the differences between them became apparent.
Others had long been accustomed to routine cultivation, whether meditating, practicing fist skills, or refining Meat Pills, and so on.
For cultivators, time flew, and a day passed almost in the blink of an eye.
