Li Shiming stood on the deck of the Flying Boat, with white clouds beneath his feet and the boundless void before him, where the heaven and earth intersected in a line.
Even in his past life, he had never seen such a sight with his own eyes.
Therefore, whenever he had the chance, he would stand on the deck to appreciate the rare beauty.
It was a perk of his duty, as the thirty youths inside could only stay on the first floor every day.
Apart from a designated area for washing up, they were confined to a single room for the rest of the time.
It seemed that the Sky Sea Sect was using this method to inform the young that the first step in cultivating was to endure the life of confinement.
The first floor of the Flying Boat was under the greatest protection of the Array to prevent the youths from coming to the deck, for their own good.
Outside on the deck, there was only a single layer of the Array's protective shield, which couldn't block the cold wind from biting at one's skin.