"No need for now, let's wait until those people arrive."
Chu Lingwei had only set up a barrier to prevent the spirit beast from escaping. If the cultivators who followed them couldn't deal with the corrosive substance, she might actually choose to release it.
Meng Qinghe, seeing no spiritual energy fluctuations ahead, was anxious. "Let's go faster. We must destroy this spirit beast today."
"Young Master, that spirit beast hasn't moved," a attendant standing beside Meng Qinghe reported.
"I hope the people ahead can hold it back. This beast has already killed many people," Meng Qinghe said with a cold face. If this beast escaped again this time, he didn't know when he would be able to find it.
"They're here."
Seeing the spirit ship approaching, Huànmāo's eyes lit up. He immediately withdrew the barrier, and Meng Qinghe's ship almost collided with the spirit beast.
"Guards, capture it!"
Meng Qinghe stepped onto his spirit sword and flew into the air, surrounding the spirit beast with his attendants.
Spiritual energy was continuously shot at the spirit beast, and the corrosive substance on its body no longer flowed out.
"They indeed have a way to stop this spirit beast," Huànmāo said with curiosity in his eyes. He hadn't seen them do anything, so why was the spirit beast so obedient?
Chu Lingwei looked at the man standing at the highest point and had already guessed some possibilities. The spirit beast in the water seemed to see its master and stood still obediently.
Could it be that this spirit beast was the spirit beast of the person in front of her?
In less than two breaths, Meng Qinghe had captured the spirit beast into his spirit beast pouch.
"Thank you, young lady, for your assistance." Meng Qinghe approached Chu Lingwei, and when he saw the beautiful woman standing before him, his eyes flashed with amazement.
The young lady in front of him, standing quietly, exuded an unparalleled elegance. He believed that in the entire Xuán Tiān Continent, no one could compare to this woman.
"You are welcome, it was a small effort." Chu Lingwei nodded faintly, looking at the corrosive substance in the sea. "Fellow Daoist, do you have a way to deal with the corrosive substance in the sea?"
Meng Qinghe snapped back to reality, a smile in his eyes. He took out a spirit bottle from his storage bag, opened the lid, and poured a faint spiritual water into the sea. The corrosive substance in the water disappeared at a visible speed.
"It's so miraculous," Chu Lingwei said, watching the seawater below them return to normal. Curiosity flickered in her eyes. What was in this person's hand that could resolve this corrosive water?
"This is spiritual water I refined from spirit herbs," Meng Qinghe said to Chu Lingwei in a gentle voice.
Chu Lingwei nodded. "Was that spirit beast just now yours?"
"No, it was just a pet my family kept that accidentally ran out." Meng Qinghe didn't think there was anything wrong with keeping such a monster.
Chu Lingwei: "..." What kind of people were they to raise such monsters? This reminded her of her third senior brother, who also liked to create such spirit beasts.
"Fellow Daoist, your flying magical artifact cannot travel for too long on the South Sea. Why not come aboard my spirit ship?" Meng Qinghe invited Chu Lingwei.
This invitation perfectly matched Chu Lingwei's thoughts. "That would be perfect."
Meng Qinghe's eyes lit up. He immediately brought Chu Lingwei onto his spirit ship and led her to a guest room. "Young lady, I believe you have been at sea for a long time. Why don't you rest here first?"
"Thank you." Chu Lingwei smiled and apologized. Meng Qinghe looked at her smile and was startled, then quickly retreated.
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Huànmāo transmitted to Chu Lingwei after Meng Qinghe left. "The way he looked at you made me very uncomfortable."
Chu Lingwei had also noticed it. She smiled faintly. "It's fine. We'll stay here for a few days, and leave when we encounter another ship."
Huànmāo fell silent. This was the only way for now.
A day later, Chu Lingwei emerged from her guest room. Meng Qinghe sensed her presence and immediately stepped forward. "Young lady, have you rested well?"
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your assistance." Chu Lingwei expressed her gratitude.
Meng Qinghe smiled and shook his head. "I should be thanking you for your help. Otherwise, I wouldn't know when I could have caught that beast and how many lives it would have claimed."
"May I ask your surname, young lady?" Meng Qinghe looked at Chu Lingwei. He was certain she was not from the South Sea Reef.
"My surname is Chu." Chu Lingwei walked onto the deck, looking at the boundless sea with a calm expression. "Fellow Daoist Meng, where are we heading now?"
Chu Lingwei had overheard the conversation on the ship and knew that the person in front of her was their young master.
"We are heading to Song City. Are you not going to Song City, Miss Chu?" Meng Qinghe's eyes flashed with surprise. He had thought the young lady was lost.
"Song City?"
Chu Lingwei had never heard of such a place in the South Sea Reef.
"Song City is located south of the South Sea. It's actually a very large island. In three months, an auction will be held there," Meng Qinghe explained to Chu Lingwei, seeing her genuine ignorance. "The items auctioned at this auction are things that cannot be found anywhere else in the Xuán Tiān Continent, so many cultivators will be attending."
"Things that cannot be found anywhere else in the Xuán Tiān Continent?"
This statement piqued Chu Lingwei's curiosity.
"Cannot be found does not mean they don't exist, but rather that they should not exist," Meng Qinghe said mysteriously, implying that some things could not be spoken of too openly.
Chu Lingwei understood. Perhaps some things should not appear in the open.
"Does this mean that many people will gather in Song City?"
"Yes, you will see people from major sects of the Xuán Tiān Continent, as well as some who rarely appear. As long as there is something they need, they will show up."
Meng Qinghe became even more curious about Chu Lingwei's identity. How could she be here if she didn't even know about Song City?
"I didn't expect to have come to such an interesting place." Chu Lingwei became curious. If all the sects of the Xuán Tiān Continent would be there, would she meet people from the Spiritual Cultivation Academy? This made Chu Lingwei eager to go and see.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Chu is very interested," Meng Qinghe smiled.
"Not everyone can enter there, can they?" Chu Lingwei was not foolish. Such an important place would surely not be accessible to just anyone.
"Yes, to enter, one must have a token issued in advance by the Island Master of Song City. Only those who hold the token can enter the auction hall," Meng Qinghe nodded. "If Miss Chu wishes to go, why not travel with me?"
"This... would it be too much of a bother for Young Master Meng?"
A flicker of desire stirred within Chu Lingwei. It would be a pity to miss such an interesting place.
However, she had never heard of a prominent family named Meng in the Xuán Tiān Continent.