Chapter 4355 — Two Beautiful Girls
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
So it was that Wei Zhao lodged in the most luxurious guest chamber the Qingtian Escort Bureau could offer, and his daily duties consisted of nothing more than waiting for the news Qi Wenmo had men scattered everywhere to gather, cultivating at his leisure, and now and then letting his thoughts drift to Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao, wondering how the two girls were faring.
Out across the boundless sea, a treasure ship of colossal size was riding the wind and cleaving the waves, advancing at extraordinary speed yet steady as Mount Tai—a person standing aboard felt as secure as on dry land. More than that, riding such a giant treasure ship meant fearing neither wind nor wave nor sea beast; it was, in the truest sense, a leviathan of the ocean.
Such giant treasure ships had always been the exclusive emblem of the mightiest powers; ordinary sects and factions could never possess one, nor had they the right to. An existence of this kind, a strategic asset of the seas, could not simply be bought with sky-high sums of spirit jade—even with the wealth to purchase it, the sellers had no stock to sell you.
Upon the flagship among these giant treasure ships was carved the unified emblem of the Cultivation Academy, and two large characters stood out with particular boldness: Morning Star.
At this moment, upon the bow sat two beautiful young girls. The once-fierce sea wind, after passing through the giant ship's protective barrier, had softened into a gentle breeze that played with their long hair, while the tender afterglow of the setting sun at the horizon fell upon them, leaving two graceful silhouettes upon the deck—half real, half illusion, enough to intoxicate the beholder.
Aboard the giant treasure ship were all the instructors and disciples the Morning Star Academy had brought out this time, including the three titans of the Mountain-Opening stage led by Academy Head Ling Yuanqing. For safety's sake, however, the ordinary instructors and disciples were kept strictly confined to their quarters; barring special circumstances, they were never permitted to move about on their own.
Apart from a very few high-ranking members of the Academy and the crew operating the ship, the only two people presently free to walk the deck at will were Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao.
The two were not only personal disciples of the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea; more crucially, their innate talent was shockingly, heaven-defyingly extraordinary. The entire Morning Star Academy regarded them as its hope for the future—their master the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea doted on them, and Academy Head Ling Yuanqing doted on them too, so compared with everyone else they naturally enjoyed a great many privileges.
On this treasure ship, they could go wherever they wished whenever they wished. But let any other disciple—or even an Academy instructor—dare to wander about while the ship was underway, and they would be seized by the law-enforcement squad in a matter of moments: at best three years' confinement, at worst expulsion from the Academy, with no room for negotiation.
"So, Little Sister Xiaotao, so many things happened between you and Wei Zhao!" Wang Xinyan said with a sigh of wistful longing as she gazed out at the sunset.
Her time reunited with Wei Zhao before had been far too brief—they had barely met before being forced apart again—so there had been no chance to hear him tell of his experiences on Cloud Terrace Island. These past days, whenever she had a spare moment, she would have Huang Xiaotao recount tales of Wei Zhao, and only today had the telling finally come to an end.
"Yes, Sister Xinyan. Why don't you tell me about Wei Zhao's time in your mortal world?" Huang Xiaotao said, her face equally full of anticipation. Wang Xinyan wanted to know what Wei Zhao had gone through on Cloud Terrace Island, but she was just as eager to know what he had gone through in the mortal world.