In an untouched stretch of sea, a seemingly ordinary wandering ship, about 100 meters long, floated calmly on the surface.
It was the *Da Yun*.
Shi Ming had skipped the social banquet. After giving his crew the day off, he had piloted the *Da Yun* out of the Sea of Soaring Dragons alone, arriving at an uninhabited patch of sea in the southeast corner. The sky was now filled with stars, and the moon's reflection on the water was silent and beautiful.
'Ascending to King-level...'
The status of a King-level Wandering Ship in the Endless Ocean was self-evident. The number of King-level Wandering Ships had been fixed at seven since the beginning of the Wandering Era, and not a single one had ever been added. This made their position incredibly revered.
Shi Ming had a feeling that the *Da Yun*'s ascension to King-level might cause a major disturbance, which was why he had specifically sought out this remote sea.
"Master, no living creatures or devices are spying on us."
"Good."
