"Wait until we leave the Golden Dragon Island waters, then we'll deal with it."
He couldn't afford to waste such a long time on the journey.
However, since this ship relied mainly on wind for power, its speed had reached its limit. To go faster, unless he...
He could transform into a Divine Dragon, dragging the ship along with his dragon body.
Or simply use the technique of Soaring Clouds and Mist to carry these hundred or so people through the air.
However, doing so would be too demeaning, harming his identity and image as a Golden Core True Master.
He needed a more reliable and "conventional" way to accelerate.
Returning to the spacious cabin prepared especially for him, Shen Xuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing.
Not long after, the cabin door was gently knocked upon.
Standing at the door was Long Xiaoyun.
She was still in her crisp black outfit, her expression stern.
"Does Fellow Daoist Long have something to discuss?"
