"Shen Luo, I suggest we should stop commanding this broken ship. Controlling the water waves to push us forward would be a safer option," Bai Xiaotian teased.
" Good idea," responded Shen Luo after a moment of thought.
He sat down cross-legged, quietly cultivating the Nameless Cultivation Technique, and extended a hand into the sea water to control the waves around the boat.
As his mana flowed into the water, a swishing sound began to rumble outside the Stepping Sea Boat. Pushed on by the water waves, the boat raced ahead.
With his full concentration, Shen Luo deftly directed the waves while simultaneously probing the underwater terrain for any reefs, ensuring a smooth journey.
He had no precise direction, relying only on an estimate to navigate towards the main island of Mount Putuo.
Not far away, lurking in the sea fog, was Wuming. A green luminous talisman was stuck to his forehead and his eyes glowed pale golden, allowing him to see clearly through the mist.
