The Sky Sea was the largest sea in the Five Great Empires. The other sea regions of the Five Great Empires, such as the Luo Sea, were all branches of the Sky Sea.
The sea map that Jing Lengbei passed to Mo Wuji was a location in the Sky Sea.
At this moment, Mo Wuji was already standing at the seaside of the Sky Sea. Even if Jing Lengbei did not have the map, he would have gone to the Sky Sea to look for Aunt Eleven and Mo Xiangtong. Now that Jing Lengbei had given him the map, he naturally had to take a look. It was just that Jing Lengbei's map was not very complete, and there were many places that she could not remember clearly.
The seaside of the Sky Sea was different from the Luo Sea. The Luo Sea was a rare freshwater sea. Mo Wuji had never entered the Sky Sea before. Now that he was standing at the seaside, the salty smell of the sea told him that the Sky Sea was not a freshwater sea.
Waves came crashing down on the reefs by the sea, stirring up waves that were more than ten feet high. At this moment, there was not much wind, but when there was wind, the waves would be even more violent.
Mo Wuji's heart was filled with worry. Even with his strength, it would be dangerous to enter this sea region. If Aunt Eleven and Mo Xiangtong entered, the chances of them surviving would be extremely slim.
It was different from the simple and crude city squares around other sea regions. There were no signs of human habitation within thousands of miles. The spiritual energy here was sparse. Not only was it not suitable for survival, it was hard to even find good spiritual herbs.
Mo Wuji lifted his head to look at the dusky sky. He felt that his preparations were not done well. At the very least, he needed to prepare a ship. He could not control the flying car to go out to sea, so he should take a ship.
The flying car could not keep flying in the air. If there was bad weather, he would not even have a place to land. This was not to mention that he might encounter some flying demonic beasts.
In comparison, a ship was much safer than a flying car.
However, it would be too much of a waste of time to look for a ship now. Aunt Eleven and Mo Xiangtong went out to sea a few months ago. Even if he went to look for them now, it would be too late. If he went back to look for a ship, who knew how much time would be wasted.
Mo Wuji decided to go out to sea first. With Aunt Eleven and Mo Xiangtong's speed, the ship would not be very big. If the two were still alive, it should not be too long to go out to sea.
Once he made his decision, Mo Wuji did not delay any further. He controlled the flying car and charged straight into the boundless Sky Sea Domain. He was prepared to return as soon as he encountered danger.
The wind on the sea was not strong, so Mo Wuji's flying car was not affected much. An hour later, Mo Wuji had already entered the depths of the sea.
The sea chart drawn by Jing Lengbei was rather simple and crude. The sea chart mainly relied on hydrology, reef islands, and stars to indicate the direction. The direction in which Mo Wuji left the sea was exactly where he came in from. After flying for half a day, Mo Wuji's sense of his current position had already started to blur.
At this moment, the calm sea gradually became violent, and the wind began to wreak havoc. Mo Wuji had no choice but to lower the speed of his flying car. Otherwise, his flying car would be sent spinning in the air. Perhaps he could forcefully control the flying chariot to advance, but if he did that, it would cause great damage to the flying chariot and consume a lot of his Essence Power.
After flying at a low altitude for half a day, not only did the winds not weaken, it started to rain heavily. Following the rumbling of thunder, Mo Wuji decided to return immediately. In such terrible weather, there was no need to talk about finding someone, even finding his bearings was difficult.
Soon, Mo Wuji discovered that he was lost. His current position had deviated too much from the route indicated on the sea chart.
The waves on the sea got stronger and stronger. Mo Wuji started to search his storage ring to see if there was anything he could use to stand on the sea. After searching for half a day, other than spirit stones and various cultivation resources, there was only an unused furnace in his storage ring.
Mo Wuji was extremely worried about his flying car magic treasure as it spun around on the surface of the sea. His flying car was a spiritual equipment, but it did not have much defensive capabilities. Flying at a low altitude, the flying car would occasionally collide with the waves that were tens of meters tall.
An object that was close to three to four meters long was swept up by the waves, brushing past Mo Wuji's flying car.
Mo Wuji hurriedly kept his flying car, and landed on this wooden plank-like object. With his Extreme Stage cultivation, he would not be bothered by ordinary waves. However, he was worried that his flying car would be damaged.
The object floating on the surface of the sea was not a wooden plank, but an extremely light and hard material. It was a light purple in color. Mo Wuji stood on it. Other than the fact that his entire body was soaked in seawater, he felt much more relaxed.
This was because there were no demonic beasts in this part of the sea, so Mo Wuji did not have to worry about any sudden attacks from demonic beasts.
The waves got stronger and stronger, but the object beneath Mo Wuji's feet was not harmed at all. Mo Wuji's spiritual will landed on this material. He wanted to see what material it was made of.
He could not tell what material it was made of, but he could see the Heaven Seeking Palace Pill Pagoda's logo carved on it.
This made Mo Wuji very confused. Why would the Pill Pagoda's logo appear here? Immediately, he came to a realisation. This wooden plank-like material could very well be Granny Linglong's flying ship. When he was in Rao Zhou, he saw Granny Linglong's flying ship flying low above his head. It was this faint purple colour.
Granny Linglong's flying ship was already in such a state. It seemed like Granny Linglong was in trouble. Either Situ Qian did not send the news to the Heaven Seeking Palace, or the Heaven Seeking Palace did not find Granny Linglong's location.
"Boom!" Another huge wave came crashing over. Mo Wuji stepped on the flying ship's material and rushed to the top of the wave. Following which, he saw a ship swaying in the rain in the distance.
Mo Wuji hurriedly controlled the flying ship's wreckage and rushed over. Ten minutes later, the ship appeared not too far away. On the deck, a few boatmen were struggling to control the ship.
Casually keeping the flying ship's wreckage into his storage ring, Mo Wuji immediately called for help in the sea.
The few boatmen clearly heard Mo Wuji's call for help, but they only glanced at Mo Wuji. None of them had any intention of helping him.
Even though Mo Wuji was helpless, he could only feel his way to the side of the ship and climb up.
"You …" One of the boatmen who was controlling the mast stopped the rope in his hands and stared at Mo Wuji as though he had seen a ghost. He clearly saw Mo Wuji struggling in the sea, how did he get on the ship in the blink of an eye?
From his perspective, Mo Wuji must have fallen into the sea because the ship he was on was destroyed by the waves. To a boatman like him, who was controlling the mast, he had seen too many of such people. Just now, he was still betting with his companions on how many waves Mo Wuji could withstand before disappearing completely. As for saving Mo Wuji, that was something that never crossed his mind. Even if he could just throw down the rope beside him, he was too lazy to do so.
Mo Wuji did not care about this boatman, and directly wrung out the water from his clothes.
"Wu!" Another gust of wind blew past, and the boatman's hand that was holding onto the mast slipped, and he was brought to the side of the ship by the wind.
"Save me …" The raging storm rushed over once again, and directly swept this boatman away from the side of the ship, sending him into the sea. With just a wave, this boatman disappeared.
The few other boatmen on the deck saw Mo Wuji walk into the ship's cabin, but they did not say a word. If Mo Wuji had made a move just now, he should have been able to save that boatman, but Mo Wuji did not even bother to do so.
Mo Wuji's spiritual will had already detected that there were nine people in the ship's cabin. These nine people were all cultivators, and the few boatmen in the cabin were all ordinary mortals. At this moment, these nine people were divided into five groups. In the corner, there was an old man and a young girl, and they looked like a grandfather and granddaughter.
In the best position of the ship's cabin, there were three people, two men and a woman, drinking wine.
On the left side of the ship's cabin, there was a black faced man. This man was hugging a thick saber, and he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. On the right side of the ship's cabin, there was a man and a woman, and they seemed to be a couple, and they were hugging each other tightly.
Besides them, there was a fella dressed like a monk sitting in the middle.
"Who are you?" After Mo Wuji walked into the ship's cabin, a man with a medium build and a square face stood up and asked sternly. This middle-aged man was one of the three people drinking wine.
Even though this middle-aged man was the one asking the question, the other eight people, other than the young girl, were all staring at Mo Wuji.
"Woo woo, kacha …" The wind outside blew in again. Mo Wuji's spiritual will detected that the few boatmen on the deck were all swept away by the storm, and even the masts were broken one after another.
Mo Wuji shook his head in his heart. If these few boatmen had reached out to him, he would definitely not have sat by and watched. Clearly, saving them was equivalent to saving himself.
"My big brother just asked you who you are, didn't you hear it?" Seeing that Mo Wuji did not reply, one of the three men and women, a young man, stood up.
Mo Wuji said calmly, "My ship was destroyed by the storm, and fell into the sea. Just when I had nowhere else to go, this ship saved me."
Hearing Mo Wuji say that the ship was destroyed by the storm, the rest of them did not care. Even the middle-aged man who asked Mo Wuji first sat down and continued drinking wine. Mo Wuji was able to climb onto this ship in the middle of the storm, so he was definitely not a simple person.
Mo Wuji was sure that most of the people here knew that the few boatmen were swept away by the storm, but no one bothered to do anything about it. Presumably, these people were the same as him, waiting for the storm to subside.
Mo Wuji found an empty spot to sit down, and at this moment, he heard the hushed conversation between the man and woman.
"Brother Xuan, aren't you going to save them? They are all mortals, and would not be able to withstand the storm on the deck. "The one who spoke was the woman.
The man sighed and said, "There's no need for that, now they have all been swept into the sea by the storm."
"Ah …" The woman exclaimed softly, and hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Yanyan, those who can come here are not simple people. Let's not be nosy," The man's voice sounded again.
The woman nodded, and did not dare to speak anymore.
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