「The next day.」
As the golden morning sun bathed the eastern sky, Ling Qiyue and Tang Qiu Yao set off with Ling Changqing in tow.
Thanks to their disguises and Fu Yin Xue's clandestine help, their departure from the Hanyue Continent Marketplace was completely uneventful.
Luo Ji had few cultivators under her command. Though they kept a constant watch around the Marketplace, they failed to notice anything amiss.
Of course, just to be safe, Ling Qiyue piloted the Flying Ship in a wide circle deep within the vast ocean. Only after confirming they weren't being tailed did she accelerate their return journey toward Zenxin Island.
Half a month later, when the familiar coastline appeared on the horizon, Ling Qiyue finally breathed a true sigh of relief.
"...Senior Sister, what are we doing next?"
Ling Changqing asked. 'I'm poor again. The right thing to do is to go back to work at sea and earn more resources.'
