"Sigh."
Old Nan Xi watched the television screen, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
If she could go back to that time, back then, perhaps she would have shamelessly begged Zhang Tian to take her along.
But fate wasn't like that, she didn't, and her naive self back then even fantasized about being violated at night.
However, thinking about it now, Nan Xi felt a bit childish, but it was also how someone her age should be.
"What a shame."
"Alas, you're right, this might have been the closest we ever got to God, a turning point in destiny."
The descendants beside her all exclaimed.
Although it was a pity, they could only accept it with good grace.
As time passed.
The screen went black, and when it reappeared, it was already Zhang Tian escorting Daoist Dan He out of the merchant ship.
"Uncle Master, you handle your affairs first. We'll be back for you in less than three days."
Zhang Tian shouted to Daoist Dan He, who was disembarking.
Daoist Dan He, clad in a black robe with his hat pulled low, looked even more out of place in the crowd.
From his back, it could be seen that Daoist Dan He nodded slightly.
As Dan He's figure gradually disappeared, Zhang Tian's gaze turned to Nan Xi.
Nan Xi hadn't slept all night, Zhang Tian could sense this.
When a person sleeps, their breathing becomes even, but Nan Xi's breathing was somewhat erratic all night, and she tossed and turned frequently, which indicated that she had likely suffered from insomnia.
"Miss Nan Xi, may we meet again."
Zhang Tian waved goodbye to Nan Xi.
He offered a smile.
Nan Xi also smiled sweetly, thinking in her heart that she hoped they would never meet again.
"Mr. Zhang, thank you for your help, goodbye."
Nan Xi said and disembarked the merchant ship.
From Miyazaki, one could also take specific flights back to their home country.
And it was normal for Nan Xi, as a member of the royal family, to have the funds for it.
After the two left, Zhang Tian returned to his cabin.
As he passed by the deck, Zhang Tian noticed that many people were standing on the deck, as if they were watching the sea, or perhaps just idling.
Zhang Tian didn't bother to look and slowly entered his cabin.
In the cabin, Fatty seemed to have fallen asleep, while Hu Bayi and the others were cultivating.
Wu Tianzhen appeared particularly serious, as this was the first time he had obtained a cultivation technique in the truest sense, and he valued it greatly.
As for his grandfather's cultivation technique, and that Six-Character Mantra, Wu Tianzhen simply ignored them.
Those things were clearly a scam.
Zhang Tian glanced around, did not disturb them, and returned to his own bunk.
At this time, within the Imperial Palace of Fùshì.
Because the Grand Tutor had been away for too long, strange rumors began to circulate within the royal family.
"Has Lord Guizhu returned?"
The Secretary-General looked at a servant beside him, his face showing some urgency.
Onmyoji were already rare, and Guizhu was one of the few high-level Onmyoji remaining in Fùshì.
If Guizhu disappeared, or something happened to him, it would be a loss for the entire Fùshì.
"My lord, Lord Gui has not returned."
The servant replied respectfully.
"What's going on? No news at all? Go investigate! You must contact Lord Guizhu."
The Secretary-General slammed the table, his face filled with anger.
"Um, my lord, according to our investigation, Lord Gui took people to a small island in Okinawa."
"And recently, there have been rumors of islands sinking on that island."
"So, I don't know..."
The man dared not finish speaking, lowering his head, not daring to say another word.
When the Secretary-General heard this, he understood what he meant, and his face instantly changed.
"Go find him! If there's no news of Lord Guizhu, you have no reason to exist!"
The Secretary-General spoke in a deep voice, rather than with great anger.
Seeing him like this, the man's heart trembled, and even his legs were shaking.
"I, I understand."
He said and quickly ran out of the Presidential Secretary's office.
"It seems things have become more complicated. I wonder if those people who destroyed the foundations of my Fùshì have been caught."
The Secretary-General thought to himself, slowly stood up, and walked towards the outside.
Outside, within the Imperial Palace.
The remains of the Emperor, which had been found earlier, lay neatly in a freezer.
Many officials guarded the body, and even the current leader of Fùshì was present.
"Secretary-General, the coffin has been here for three days. It should be ready for burial again."
Some officials, upon seeing the Secretary-General enter, looked at him.
After all, they had been guarding here for nearly three days, and according to custom, it was time for burial.
"Yes, tomorrow at midnight, it will be buried in the Yasukuni Shrine. Remember, it must be done silently."
"Minimize this matter as much as possible, and try not to let anyone else know."
The Secretary-General said very seriously.
The officials beside him nodded frantically.
After enduring a few days, they were finally nearing the end.
"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this will be our last burial. Burial at Yasukuni Shrine requires the body to be cremated. You will handle that tonight."
The Secretary-General looked at the officials beside him, who quickly agreed.
After assigning the tasks, the Secretary-General looked at the current leader of Fùshì.
"The Heavenly Master has not returned. If he doesn't return by tomorrow, we will have to let another Heavenly Master conduct the state funeral."
"Everything will be done according to your instructions."
He said without hesitation.
The Secretary-General nodded slightly and said nothing more.
At this time, inside the ship's cabin, Zhang Tian and the others were cultivating intently, as if they had forgotten the original time.
Outside the ship, some crew members were quite curious, pointing at Zhang Tian's cabin.
"It's really strange. It's been several days, and we haven't seen anyone from over there come out."
"Perhaps they found something good, after all, these people don't like to show off."
"But it's too strange. There's no toilet or food and water in the cabin. How can they survive for so long without starving to death?"
A group of crew members were pointing and talking about Zhang Tian's cabin.
Most people came out once a day, but for Zhang Tian's group, no one was seen for several days.
Although there was discussion, no one came to disturb Zhang Tian's group.
Zhang Tian also entered a state of cultivation.
Due to time constraints, Zhang Tian dared not delve too deeply.
He could only wait until he returned to Xia Guo, and then find time for deep cultivation. By then, Zhang Tian's cultivation might be able to break through to Grandmaster.
No, with these elixirs, Zhang Tian was confident he could break through to Grandmaster!
Time passed quickly.
The screen went black, and when it lit up again, it was already the next morning.
And the ship, after a day of slow progress, had already arrived at the port area of Jingdong City.
After all, Fùshì was only that large, about the size of a province in Xia Guo.
Crossing the sea in a day, to be honest, was still a bit slow.
"Respected passengers, this passenger ship has arrived at its final destination. Please disembark in an orderly manner."
A voice came from the broadcast.
And the merchant ship gradually docked at the harbor.
Zhang Tian slowly opened his eyes.
After a night of cultivation, Zhang Tian's aura had become more solidified. As for breakthroughs, it was basically impossible.
"Fatty, wake up."
Zhang Tian patted Fatty's shoulder.
"Mmm, thank you, Feifei, for your appreciation!"
Fatty was still mumbling something vaguely.
With a slap from Zhang Tian, Fatty suddenly sat up.
"Huh? We've arrived?"
Fatty looked bewildered.
"Yes, everyone is ready, let's go."
Zhang Tian nodded, looked at Hu Bayi and the others. They had also woken up, tidied their clothes, and were ready to depart.
Zhang Tian also tidied his clothes and then led the group off the merchant ship.
When he saw the Jingdong Sea Port, Zhang Tian was truly shocked by the scene before him.
The gap between Xia Guo and Fùshì was not just a little bit!