Lin Feng silently nodded to himself. This trip was already sounding more worthwhile. A few minutes later, the group arrived at a large plaza outside the city.

A magnificent flying boat was waiting there. The vessel was over three hundred meters long and carved from precious spiritual wood.

Countless formations glowed across its surface while jade like sails fluttered gently despite the lack of wind.

Several spirit beasts were carved along the sides of the ship, making it appear majestic and imposing. Many cultivators nearby cast envious gazes toward it.

Such a vessel was not something ordinary sects could afford.

"Please, everyone."

An elder gestured respectfully. The group boarded the flying boat. As soon as everyone was seated, the formations activated. A deep humming sound echoed through the air.

The massive vessel slowly rose from the ground. Spiritual light radiated from its surface as powerful winds swirled around it.

Moments later, the flying boat shot into the heavens like a streak of light. The city rapidly shrank beneath them. Mountains became tiny bumps in the landscape.

Rivers turned into thin silver lines. Clouds drifted past the vessel as it traveled at incredible speed. Standing near the bow, Lin Feng calmly watched the scenery pass by.

The cool wind brushed against his robes. Beside him, Yun Wanqing stood quietly. The old men occasionally glanced toward Lin Feng, still trying to determine his background.

Yet no matter how much they observed, they could not see through him at all. Their curiosity only continued to grow.

Little did they know that the seemingly ordinary traveler before them was the famous Medicine King himself.

The group soon departed, traveling aboard a large flying boat that soared through the clouds. At its current speed, they would arrive at the Divine Ink Empire in about a week.

No one found this unusual. In fact, for cultivators, a week’s travel was considered quite reasonable.

Of course, Lin Feng could have brought everyone there in a matter of minutes if he wished. Such a journey would have been effortless for someone of his cultivation.

However, he had no desire to expose his true strength and identity, so he quietly followed along with the arrangements. As a result, his days aboard the flying boat were quite leisurely.

Most of the time, he remained inside his room playing his favorite shooter games. The sounds of gunfire and explosions occasionally echoed from within, confusing everyone who heard them.

Naturally, Daoist Falling Snow often accompanied him. Sometimes she would sit beside him and watch him play.

Other times, Lin Feng would convince her to join him and they would team up in the game. And, of course, their massage sessions continued behind closed doors.

This left the accompanying elders extremely puzzled. One day, several of them gathered together and discussed the matter in hushed voices.

"Is Daoist Falling Snow really that close to that man named Feng Lin?" one elder whispered.

"I know! She spends so much time in his room. What exactly are they doing inside?" The moment those words left his mouth, the surrounding elders immediately glared at him.

"Fool!"

"Watch your tongue!"

"You dare sully the image of Senior Falling Snow with such thoughts?"

The elder instantly paled. One of the older men snorted coldly.

"If Master Profound Jade were to hear such nonsense, she would personally cut your tongue from your mouth." The elder’s face turned white.

"Please don’t tell her! I know I was wrong!"

The others merely shook their heads. Everyone present knew of the relationship between Daoist Falling Snow and Daoist Profound Jade. The two could be considered dao sisters.

Their friendship was famous throughout the Divine Ink Empire.

According to legend, Daoist Falling Snow had once saved Daoist Profound Jade’s life during a dangerous expedition many years ago. Without her intervention, Profound Jade would have perished long ago.

Since then, the bond between the two women had become unbreakable. After all, a life debt was one of the hardest debts in the world to repay.

Because of that history, Daoist Profound Jade held tremendous respect and affection for Falling Snow. Anyone who dared spread rumors about her would undoubtedly face Profound Jade’s wrath.

The elders therefore quickly abandoned the topic. Still, as they glanced toward Lin Feng’s room, curiosity remained in their hearts.

After all, the usually aloof and indifferent Daoist Falling Snow seemed exceptionally comfortable around Feng Lin. That alone was enough to leave them baffled.

Little did they know that at that very moment, inside the room they were so curious about, Lin Feng was comfortably playing games while Daoist Falling Snow enjoyed another relaxing massage session, completely unaware of the chaos their actions were causing in the imaginations of the elders outside.

***

A week passed in the blink of an eye. The flying boat finally arrived at Grand Calligraphy City, one of the most famous cities within the Divine Ink Empire.

From high above, the city resembled a magnificent painting brought to life. Towering pavilions, elegant bridges, winding rivers, and countless artistic structures stretched across the landscape.

Even the aura of the city felt different from elsewhere. The Divine Ink Empire followed a unique path of cultivation.

While other cultivators focused on swords, bodies, formations, or elemental powers, the people here pursued the Dao of Painting and Calligraphy. They used brushes as weapons.

Ink became their medium for communicating with heaven and earth. A single painting could summon mountains and rivers.

A single stroke of a brush could suppress enemies or create entire worlds of illusion. It was a mysterious and profound cultivation system. Yet nobody dared underestimate it.

The Grand Dao contained countless paths.

Sword Dao.

Pill Dao.

Formation Dao.

Painting Dao.

Calligraphy Dao.

And innumerable others.

As long as one could reach the peak of their chosen path, they could become unrivaled beneath the heavens. The flying boat slowly descended before landing in a vast clearing.

The area was enormous, capable of accommodating dozens of flying vessels simultaneously. They had finally arrived a one week of long travel.