Yuan Ming nodded slightly, looking up at the sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through the clouds to see the distant overseas world.

"If you're curious about the overseas world, when we go demon hunting in the outer sea, we can take a detour and explore a bit. However, neither of us has condensed a Nascent Soul yet, and relying solely on the Soul Cultivation Divine Power of a Sleeping Witch is far from sufficient for venturing overseas. It's best not to go too deep," Xi Ying said upon seeing this.

"The outer sea region must also be vast, right? Although we have the Stealing Heaven Tripod, attempting to cross the outer sea is still too risky," Yuan Ming furrowed his brows.

"The outer sea is extremely vast, far surpassing the Inner Sea. Even with flying escape, it would probably take years. However, on Fusang Island, there's an ancient transmission array that can send people directly to an island close to the overseas world. Those Tide Makers who go to the overseas world also often use this ancient transmission array," Xi Ying explained.

"An ancient transmission array! That's great. With this array, we can take a peek at the overseas," Yuan Ming said joyfully.

At that moment, the dark clouds in mid-air suddenly surged, and streaks of blinding thunder and lightning appeared from nowhere, like electric snakes weaving through the air, their range growing wider and wider.

"Not good, a thunderstorm is coming!" Xi Ying's expression changed slightly, and she gestured at the Flying Boat beneath them.

Thunderstorms are one of the natural disasters in the East Sea, forming in the midst of fierce winds and heavy rains. Their power mainly depends on the size of the thunderclouds. A minor thunderstorm can be barely withstood by Foundation Establishment Cultivators, while a large-scale thunderstorm must not be taken lightly even by Nascent Soul cultivators.

The bright white Flying Boat descended towards the seabed, and a blue light screen emerged around it, quickly closing up.

Yuan Ming's figure suddenly shot out, flying out just before the blue light screen completely sealed shut.

"What are you doing? The power of this thunderstorm is no small affair. Even you would be in great danger if caught up in it," Xi Ying, manipulating the Flying Boat, stopped.

"Don't worry, this amount of thunder and lightning can't hurt me. The Power of Thunder and Lightning in the Thunder God Hammer was depleted when dealing with Free Venerable earlier. Since the thunderstorm is coming my way, I'll take the opportunity to absorb some," Yuan Ming replied through sound transmission, his figure flickering and vanishing into the dark clouds in mid-air.

Seeing this, Xi Ying said no more and maneuvered the Flying Boat to sink into the sea.

Yuan Ming, swift as a shuttle, went straight into the depths of the thunderclouds. With a push of his hands, the Silver Banner emerged, expanding several times in the wind to envelope his body.

The approaching lightning arcs touched the Silver Banner and immediately changed direction, gliding past it.

Yuan Ming gestured, and the Thunder God Hammer flew out to several dozen feet away, hovering in the void.

He activated the Thunder Rune Array within the Thunder God Hammer; threads of silver light spread out. The electric arcs in the thunderclouds seemed to be drawn to the hammer, converging wave after wave upon it, striking the hammer's body.

The Thunder Rune Array inside the Thunder God Hammer spun rapidly; circles of Spiritual Patterns flashed on its surface. Expanding and contracting, the array absorbed all the incoming Power of Thunder and Lightning, storing it away.

After a full hour, the thunderstorm finally passed, and the fierce winds and heavy rain also ceased.

Yuan Ming's figure fell from the sky, his face showing a look of satisfaction.

The Spiritual Energy in the East Sea was dense, and the Power of Thunder and Lightning generated was especially abundant. Although the rune formation of the Thunder God Hammer hadn't been filled to the brim, it had nonetheless gathered a great deal. With a few more occurrences like this, it could return to its full might.

Meanwhile, Xi Ying maneuvered the bright white Flying Boat to ascend from the sea, picking up Yuan Ming and continuing on their journey.

Two days later, a red dot appeared ahead, indistinct and unclear.

As the Flying Boat continued to advance, the red dot rapidly became clear—it was an island, and their destination, Fusang Island.

Fusang Island was a hundred miles in size, full of mountains and rivers, and beautifully scenic. From a distance, the dense Spiritual Energy was palpable, indicating that the island's Spiritual Vein was of extremely high quality.

The entire Fusang Island was lush and green. The reason it appeared as a red dot from afar was due to the vast expanse of red clouds hovering over the island, resembling fiery clouds, connecting to the heavens above, with no vision of what lay beyond.

On the eastern side of the island, a gigantic brown tree stood tall like a mountain peak. Only the extremely large trunk could be seen, as the canopy was completely covered by the red clouds. It seemed to be the famous Fusang Tree of the East Sea.

"Such rich Spiritual Energy on Fusang Island, worthy of being a first-class island. But what's with the red clouds above the island?" Yuan Ming observed the island ahead and asked.

"It's the doing of that Golden Crow demon beast. It prefers tranquility and doesn't want to be seen, so it releases demonic power to form this vast fire cloud as a warning to outsiders that it's its territory, not to be violated," Xi Ying explained, then suddenly gestured a spell, lowering the altitude of the Flying Boat until it landed on the sea surface, continuing toward Fusang Island like an ordinary boat.

A group of people emerged from inside the Flying Boat, namely Yan Si Yun, Yan Si Jing, and several Cultivators from Hundred Pills Square.

Journeying across the sea had been rough, and with insufficient cultivation, Yan Si Yun and the others had been cultivating inside the Flying Boat these past days. Now that they had arrived at Fusang Island, they finally showed themselves.

The view of the island left the Cultivators from Hundred Pills Square visibly astonished.

As they approached, more varied Flying Artifacts appeared nearby, along with some Core Formation Cultivators directly traveling by tunneling light, flying with their physical bodies. But without exception, all of them, just like Yuan Ming's small boat, lowered their altitude to nearly level with the sea surface.

Seeing Yuan Ming's puzzled look, Xi Ying explained, "Fusang Island prohibits anyone from flying into the space above the red clouds, to avoid alarming the Golden Crow Demon Beast. In the past, they only restricted altitude, but now they've outright banned flying. Even Nascent Soul cultivators will not be accommodated."

Before Xi Ying's words finished, a green long rainbow shot from the distance, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it reached nearby, revealing its true form—a Tower Ship more than a dozen zhang in length.

The bottom of the Tower Ship harbored a giant azure python which was almost the size of the ship itself, carrying it as it swiftly flew away.

Surprisingly, the azure python Tower Ship didn't descend to the sea surface but headed directly for Fusang Island, stirring up a foul-smelling gale in its wake.

The bright white Flying Boat was swept by the gale, but Xi Ying had activated the Flying Boat preemptively and was not shaken.

However, she had just mentioned that the area near Fusang Island was a no-fly zone when the azure Tower Ship sped past, leaving her with a somewhat embarrassed expression and a hint of puzzlement.

Other Flying Artifacts nearby were caught off guard, resulting in chaos as people were thrown off balance, and an impatient, burly man couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Shh! Are you courting death? That's the Heavenly Snake Tower Ship from Thousand Snake Island. If they hear you, they could take your life with a flick of their wrist. Those from the Half-demon Clan are overbearing and won't care for Fusang Island's rules," whispered someone next to the man, quickly covering his mouth.

Yuan Ming's gaze followed the receding Heavenly Snake Tower Ship with a flicker of interest.

As the Tower Ship had swiftly passed by, a Divine Sense had descended from within, quickly scanning over their group.

The Divine Sense was incredibly powerful, likely that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, though with unclear intentions.

"So the people on that Tower Ship are from the Snake-man Clan of the East Sea, right? Today has really been an eye-opener, how domineering!" Yan Sijing puffed her cheeks, clearly dissatisfied with the overbearing behavior of the Heavenly Snake Tower Ship.

"The Snake-man Clan is formidable and counts among the best on the first-class islands. Moreover, these Alien Clans are far fewer in number than the Human Clan, and they maintain their clan's dignity with an almost pathological harshness. Fusang Island is also reluctant to provoke them. If you come across them in the future, avoid them if possible, and don't get into conflict," advised Yan Siyun.

"Never mind them, let's go," Xi Ying guided the Flying Boat forward.

Soon, their small vessel finally sailed into the area shrouded by the red cloud.

Yuan Ming gazed at the red cloud from afar, finding it dazzlingly bright. Now beneath it, he felt a grandeur approaching him face-on. Looking up, he saw a vast, endless expanse of crimson clouds forming a new sky, covering hundreds of miles.

As they drew nearer, the giant tree became clearer, with its branches and leaves hidden within the red clouds in the sky and its ancient brown trunk etched with the traces of time, standing like a lofty pillar above the sea.

"So, this must be the Fusang Divine Tree? Truly magnificent," Yuan Ming gazed at the tree that seemed to pierce the heavens, his eyes filled with wonder that lingered for a long time.

Beneath the giant tree lay a large city bustling with residents coming and going, a scene of prosperity visible from a great distance.

"Correct, and the city below it is Fusang City," Xi Ying confirmed.

"Shall we go directly there?" asked Yan Sijing, seemingly eager to visit Fusang City.

"No rush. We don't know anything about Fusang Island yet. We should first land at Xia Guang City, meet up with the people from Red Ganoderma Island, find out the situation, and then proceed to Fusang City together," Xi Ying proposed.

Xia Guang City was a coastal city on the southern side of Fusang Island, and there were several such cities on the island. Cultivators who came to this island usually settled in these cities first.

Yan Sijing felt she was too impatient and nodded in agreement.

Half an hour later, the group arrived at a secluded inn in Xia Guang City.

"Fellow Daoists, this inn has been reserved by someone already, and we cannot ..." the Shopkeeper began apologetically.

He was only halfway through his sentence when he suddenly stopped, because Xi Ying had taken out a pink Token and swiftly flashed it before the Shopkeeper's eyes.

"So you are the guests that Fairy Bishui has been waiting for. Please, come in," the Shopkeeper hurriedly smiled, stepping aside to make way.

Xi Ying entered the inn first, proceeding to a spacious private room inside, flicking her sleeve to open the door wide and walking straight in.

Yuan Ming followed closely behind, and with a slight shift of his gaze, he saw three stunning beauties seated in the room, but only the one in the center was at the mid-stage of Core Formation, while the other two were at the Late Foundation Establishment.

Among the two Foundation Establishment female cultivators, Yuan Ming recognized the one seated on the left—it was the green-robed female cultivator he had encountered in the East Sea while inhabiting Guoguo's body.

"You've finally arrived, Fellow Daoist Xi. You've made your sister wait a good while. This must be Fellow Daoist Yuan you spoke of? He certainly looks distinguished," greeted the leading Core Formation female cultivator with a laugh upon seeing Xi Ying.

She was dressed in a radiant pink cross-collared shirt with an orange silk sash tied around her waist, her pale red hair parted into two buns fixed with three golden hairpins on each side, and her egg-shaped face featured lightly touched brows and soft lips, seemingly natural but enhancing her exquisite and sweet appearance.

The woman before him was the Island Master of Red Ganoderma Island, who bore the surname "Bishui" and was known by the name "Rou."

"Fellow Daoist Bishui flatters me," replied Yuan Ming with a slight bow of his fists.

At this moment, he was not showing his true face, but a handsome young appearance crafted by the Blood Bone Mask.

There was no guarantee that Ancestor Ming Quan wouldn't track him to the East Sea, but his parents were here, so he couldn't take any risks.

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