The paper boat sped all the way back, but the trouble never ceased.
Bai Mo did a quick count. All in all, the fleet had been harassed sixteen times.
Among the attackers were people from major sects and factions, like the Seven Beasts Sect. As it happened, some of their Cultivators showed up, only to be cut down by the disciples of the Xuandao Sect.
Only after they finally made it back to the Xuandao Sect's territory did things quiet down.
Some Cultivators, who hadn't dared to leave the boat until now, breathed a huge sigh of relief before finally disembarking.
A Cultivator guarding the border city flew up and greeted Shang Wunian.
"It's been a while, Junior Brother Shang. Are you well?"
The white-haired old man bowed his head.
Shang Wunian returned the gesture. "Brother Pu."
The old man asked, "I heard from the sect. Did you gain anything from this trip?"
Shang Wunian shook his head.
"Only a few other clues. We'll follow up on them later."
