Wang Xiaoqiang stepped out of the Taiyi Sect, and with a thought, a hundred Spiritual Springs flew from within his body, combining with another hundred outside to form the Spirit Spring Flying Boat. It lifted his body into the air, and following Wang Xiaoqiang's will, headed towards the Eastern Horizon.
The sky was turning dark, with the glow of the setting sun filling the heavens.
Lying on the Flying Boat, Wang Xiaoqiang admired the sunset for a moment before checking the number of Amulets that the True Person of Taiyi had given him. To his surprise and delight, there were more amulets than he had reported for his family members. However, it was just one extra, and just as Wang Xiaoqiang was pondering to whom he should give the surplus amulet, suddenly, the Spirit Spring Flying Boat made a series of clanging sounds as if sharp objects were striking it. Although the Flying Boat remained unscathed, it still caused a rocking motion.
