Chapter 715: Sealed Sea Night Returning Person

The night had already enveloped the sky. Countless stars emerged from the darkness, casting their light onto the vast river outside the Sacrificial Moon Grand Domain. The clear water reflected the starry sky.

From a distance, it appeared as if a celestial river had descended to the mortal realm, blurring the line between sky and earth. This was the Siyin Long River, whose waters were once blood-red, a burial ground for countless skeletons and home to eerie river spirits. But now, with the dissipation of the Crimson Mother's curse, the river had undergone a dramatic transformation.

All strangeness and all restrictions had vanished, leaving only a tranquil beauty that slowly permeated the moist air.

At that moment, a large vessel sailed forward on the rippling river, heading towards the Saint Ocean Grand Domain. Onboard, Wu Jianwu sat on an extended mast, silently gazing into the distance at a small boat steadily receding.

Wu Jianwu's expression was wistful and full of bitterness as he watched the boat's retreating silhouette. Below the mast sat Ning Yan. He held a piece of burlap, instinctively wiping the surrounding area until it was spotlessly clean.

He hadn't always been so meticulous, but his journey to the Sacrificial Moon had instilled a good habit: he couldn't tolerate any dust around him. After he finished wiping, Ning Yan looked up at Wu Jianwu, initially intending to make a few sarcastic remarks, but then, considering Wu Jianwu's state, he shook his head.

He understood Wu Jianwu's demeanor. An hour ago, they were in the Bitterlife Mountains, at the apothecary. Now, due to matters concerning Fenghai County, they found themselves on this large vessel.

Coincidentally, not long after the boat departed, they encountered a small vessel. On it, a woman sat cross-legged. She had once had a name: Yunxiazi.

Wu Jianwu saw her, and she saw him. After their gazes met, Yunxiazi closed her eyes.

"Oh, what is love in this world!" Ning Yan murmured, sighing.

"It's just about who says no first," Wu Jianwu roared, tilting his head back. He pulled out a flask of wine and drank it in one gulp, though a few drops splattered onto the deck, prompting Ning Yan to instinctively grab his burlap cloth and wipe them away with a dissatisfied grunt.

Meanwhile, at the bow, Xu Qing sat cross-legged in meditation, his expression thoughtful. The Captain, lying casually against the railing, shook his head, occasionally glancing at Xu Qing or at the lake, making smacking sounds.

"Little A'Qing, it seems someone doesn't want you to leave so quickly, huh? But it's alright, Ling'er isn't here, haha!" The more the Captain spoke, the brighter his eyes shone, filled with eager anticipation for what was about to unfold.

Ling'er was not, in fact, on this large vessel, nor was Old Man Banquan; both remained at the apothecary.

It wasn't that Ling'er didn't want to return to Fenghai County with Xu Qing; rather, the integration of the Ancient Spirit Emperor's Qi had caused her to fall into a deep sleep, requiring time to fully digest.

Like someone in secluded cultivation, she shouldn't be disturbed. Thus, Xu Qing left Ling'er at the apothecary. Old Man Banquan naturally chose to stay behind as well, accompanied by Youjing.

He wasn't staying for Ling'er, of course, but instinctively preferred not to return to Fenghai County. Therefore, only the four of them were on this large vessel.

As the Captain's words echoed, Xu Qing frowned. He understood what the Captain implied. In fact, this vessel they were on was a gift from the Young Lord, capable of traversing vast domains and significantly shortening the travel time back to Fenghai County.

However, the moment they set sail, a large amount of mud silently appeared on the great vessel. This mud materialized out of thin air, steadily increasing, and possessed a mystical power that severely hampered the boat's speed.

As for Ninth Master, he had vanished completely since uttering that phrase in the inn. Even as the boat was affected, he did not appear.

This situation made Xu Qing realize who was affecting the great vessel. His premonition soon became reality. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, as more and more mud appeared around the boat, the entire vessel slowly came to a halt on the long river with a low rumble, ceasing its forward motion.

The Captain's eyes lit up, and Xu Qing also looked up. The moment the great vessel stopped, all the mud on its surface rapidly detached and converged on the river ahead, gradually forming a towering mud fox.

Although this mud fox was formed from earth and stone, it emitted a seven-colored light, imbuing onlookers with a sense of the divine and instinctively inspiring worship.

It was a deity. At its appearance, the river seemed to still, devoid of ripples, and the sky itself grew dim, not daring to compete for its brilliance. It was as if the world held nothing but this mud fox on the river.

She was the source of everything. Wu Jianwu's body fell with a splash from the mast. He was scared stiff, and Ning Yan was no better, trembling with a look of utter astonishment.

They were unaware of the mud fox's existence. Only the Captain's anticipation reached its zenith at this very moment. Under his unwavering gaze, the mud fox on the river slowly opened its eyes.

A pair of phoenix eyes, exuding captivating charm and a seductive allure that promised to enthrall, appeared between heaven and earth, completely ignoring Er Niu and fixing their gaze on Xu Qing.

"Little brat, why are you leaving so quickly? Aren't you going to say goodbye? Have you forgotten your big sister?" Her enchantingly soft voice permeated the world, causing laws to recede and rules to become imperceptible, even distorting time and space.

Seasons formed in all directions; even the sun, moon, and stars appeared, rapidly rotating and interchanging. Divine fire emanated from her entire body, radiating a terrifying, absorbing aura that distorted all foreign matter and painted the sky.

It was clear that the mud fox was even more powerful than during the previous divine war. Evidently, the Crimson Mother's flesh and blood held immense significance for her.

Witnessing this, the Captain quickly cleared his throat and spoke.

"Sister, actually, I..."

"Kidney, shut your mouth! Say one more word, and I'll rip out both your kidneys!" the mud fox said with a smiling gaze, her voice still utterly enchanting.

The Captain, somewhat intimidated, quickly took a breath and fell silent. Xu Qing hesitated, about to speak, when the mud fox chuckled softly, casting a meaningful glance at him.

"Little brat, Li Zihua saw the future the moment he became a god. Do you think I also saw the future when I became a god?" Xu Qing's expression shifted.

But the mud fox slowly blurred at that moment, until it completely dissipated between heaven and earth. Only her charming voice lingered in all directions.

"Little brat, preserve your primal yang. When you have time, you must come and find me to play with the Blazing Moon Xuan Tian clan!" The voice gradually faded, and the world returned to normal.

Soon, to Ning Yan's shock, Wu Jianwu's horror, and the Captain's murmurs, the great vessel also began to blur until it vanished from the river surface. It then traversed the void at an astonishing speed, entering the Saint Ocean Grand Domain and heading straight for Fenghai County.

And above the great vessel, the starry sky of the Saint Ocean Grand Domain was exceptionally clear. The distant expanse glittered like countless scattered, tiny flowers.

At that moment, amidst a expanse of stars, a figure walked, moving alongside the vessel that had merged into the void. Dressed in a black robe, with black hair, his entire being sharp as a sword, and his demeanor as cold as ice, it was none other than Ninth Master.