Not Loving Young Ladies
Editor: Atlas Studios
A few days later, at dawn, in the sea area between an island in the Eastern Region of the Azure Cloud Continent.
An overnight storm had just passed. The waves on the surface of the sea under the morning light were dozens of feet high, but compared to the scene of the end of the world, it was already considered calm.
At this moment, a medium-sized wooden ship broke through the waves and slowly sailed over from afar. The material of this wooden ship was quite ordinary, and there were no runes or spirit carvings on the surface. Clearly, it was an ordinary wooden ship and not a commonly seen flying ship in the cultivation world.
"General, there's a situation ahead!"
The bow of the ship came out, and a soldier reported loudly to the back.
Hearing this, the four of them walked out of the captain's room.
"Fool, we're on a ship now. You should call me first mate! If you call me that again, I'll let you taste the whip that is soaked in seawater."