150: My boat is famous for being fast.

In the easternmost part of the Eastern Continent, there is a special sea area.

Unlike the clear blue sky above other seas, the sky over this sea area is a strange blood-red.

Even the sun was stained by this blood-red color.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the sky appeared blood-red because it was reflecting the thick, scarlet, blood-like seawater below.

Strangely, although the seawater was indistinguishable from blood, it lacked any bloody smell.

On the contrary, a faint fragrance emanated from the seawater.

Although this place was full of strangeness, countless Cultivators stood on the reefs along the coast.

Some held fishing rods, seemingly angling.

Others piloted small boats, cruising along the coast, occasionally leaping into the water, seemingly salvaging something.

There was even a dock not far away.

Several large ships were neatly docked at the pier, alongside some smaller individual boats.

Occasionally, someone would shout, "Boarding now!"

On the flying boat in the clouds above, Song Rentou was explaining the situation below to Gu Liangyuan:

"Although the Demon Race and the Eastern Continent are separated by only this one sea, the two coastlines are as far as thirty thousand miles apart."

"Due to the numerous islands and abundant resources in the Rakshasa Sea, many essential spiritual items can only be found here, so many Loose Cultivators live by the sea, relying on it for their livelihood."

"Or they claim an island for themselves and establish their own forces."

Gu Liangyuan nodded in understanding, then pointed to the ships and said:

"I see that those ships seem to have special Formations, different from ordinary sea vessels."

Mo Chen, hearing their conversation from behind, spoke up proactively:

"Master, I actually know about this."

Gu Liangyuan turned to look at Mo Chen, suddenly remembering that Mo Chen, during his former 'dog-licking' period, had once ventured alone into the Demonic Realm for his beloved.

Mo Chen understood Gu Liangyuan's meaning from his eyes, but at this point, he had completely let go and showed no other excessive reactions, merely explaining:

"The weather on the Rakshasa Sea is changeable, and it harbors sea monsters, making it extremely dangerous."

"These sea ships are made from the bones of a special type of sea monster, and then, using a secret method, they can sail on the sea, deceiving the sea monsters into thinking they are kin, which greatly ensures safety."

"The reason they are docked there is to be rented out."

Gu Liangyuan looked at Song Rentou, who also slowly nodded:

"Junior Brother Mo Chen is right."

After thinking for a moment, he added:

"Junior Martial Uncle, we ourselves are fine, but after all, we are bringing so many Disciples, and these are the future of Forget-Love Peak."

"To be safe, why don't we rent a ship to cross?"

"Rent?" Gu Liangyuan shook his head.

"Mo Chen, let's go. Your Master will give you a ship."

Mo Chen was slightly stunned, then quickly reacted, looking at Gu Liangyuan who had already descended, a look of excitement on his face:

"Master, wait for me."

As soon as the two landed, they attracted the attention of everyone present.

The reason was simple: their extraordinary demeanor made it clear they were from a major sect.

Gu Liangyuan was already immune to such gazes; he led Mo Chen directly to the large ships.

Mo Chen looked around, then set his sights on one of them.

Seeing a Cultivator standing beside that ship, Mo Chen quickly stepped forward to strike up a conversation:

"Fellow Daoist, is this ship fast?"

"Fast? My ship is famously fast."

"Is it stable?"

"Oh, if it wasn't stable, would I dare to go out to sea?"

Mo Chen looked around, becoming more and more satisfied, and said to Gu Liangyuan:

"Master, this is the one."

Gu Liangyuan nodded and looked at the Cultivator: "How much to sell?"

The Cultivator by the ship thought Gu Liangyuan was asking about the rental price, so he quickly began to solicit business:

"Thank you for your interest, sirs. This ship costs one Top-Grade Spirit Stone per person. It departs as soon as it's full. There are three hundred rooms on board, and two hundred eighty have already been booked. We will depart in no more than three days at the latest."

Gu Liangyuan emphasized again:

"I asked how much this ship sells for?"

"Sells?"

The Cultivator seemed a bit incredulous, tentatively asking: "Sir, are you saying you want to buy this ship of mine?"

Gu Liangyuan nodded.

The Cultivator clicked his tongue in wonder; in all his years of ferrying, this was the first time he'd encountered someone who wanted to buy a ship outright.

But then he seemed to think of something, a look of difficulty appearing on his face: "This is a ship of our Sea God Gang. I'm just a ferryman; in principle, I don't have the authority to sell it."

Mo Chen interjected: "In principle, no, so that means it's possible, right?"

The Cultivator said, "Sir, you jest." As he spoke, he gestured to the side with his chin:

"See that? That's our Sea God Gang's Enforcement Elder. Under his very nose, how could I dare?"

Gu Liangyuan gave Mo Chen a look, and Mo Chen immediately understood, taking a Storage Pouch and approaching the Enforcement Elder.

While handing him the Storage Pouch, he gestured back towards their direction and said something.

The Enforcement Elder nodded repeatedly, then turned his head to patrol other areas.

Mo Chen returned, and Gu Liangyuan looked at the Cultivator:

"In principle, it couldn't be sold. Now, the principle has disappeared."

The Cultivator was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter:

"Sir, you are truly a fascinating person."

He then looked around, came before Gu Liangyuan, and held out three fingers:

"The raw Materials used to build this ship are extremely hard to find. It makes a profit of three thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones for every ten trips out to sea annually."

"Theoretically speaking, this ship can be used for over a hundred years without issue. If you want to buy it, sir, it would at least have to be this amount."

As he spoke, he kept observing Gu Liangyuan's expression.

Seeing Gu Liangyuan slightly frown, he spoke again:

"At least two hundred fifty thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones, no less."

Gu Liangyuan's brows immediately relaxed.

You scared me, I thought it was three million.

It's only two hundred something thousand.

Seeing Gu Liangyuan's brows relax, the Cultivator spoke again:

"Sir, what do you think?"

Gu Liangyuan replied indifferently: "Cut it yourself."

The Cultivator's eyes flickered, seemingly struggling with something.

After a long while, he made up his mind, flipped his hand, and pulled out a large saber.

Under Gu Liangyuan's surprised gaze, the Cultivator wielded the large saber and began to hack at himself.

Gu Liangyuan's expression slightly changed.

Are people from the Rakshasa Sea all this brave?!

With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle burst of magical power stopped him.

The Cultivator took the opportunity to lower the saber and said: "Sir, two hundred fifty thousand is already the lowest price, and I still have an Elder to appease. If you make me cut myself again, it would be more enjoyable to just cut me instead."

Clearly, the Cultivator had no intention of actually harming himself.

Gu Liangyuan conceded: "Alright, don't cut. Just two hundred fifty it is."

Saying that, he casually handed over a Storage Pouch.

Given his nonchalant attitude, it seemed that spending two hundred fifty thousand was more casual than others spending twenty-five Spirit Stones.

The Cultivator selling the ship immediately felt regret; he had quoted too low!

However, since things had come to this, he didn't say much more, simply handing a key to Gu Liangyuan:

"Sir, this ship is now yours."

With that, he walked away grandly.

Under Gu Liangyuan's Innate Divine Eyes, however, it was clear that the man hadn't left, but had used an invisibility spell to hide in a dark corner, muttering a few unknown incantations, and then struck the ship's hull with a subtle Formation.

Gu Liangyuan said to Mo Chen, who was observing the ship from all sides:

"Mo Chen, how many Spirit Stones did you give that Enforcement Elder just now?"

Mo Chen didn't even turn his head: "I gave him fakes."

Gu Liangyuan couldn't help but smile, 'As expected of you, little Mo!'

Gu Liangyuan looked at the tracking Formation on the ship's hull and said to himself: "It seems he'll still deliver the money for the ship to us."

Mo Chen strongly agreed: "I don't think those two guys are good people either."

As the two talked, a System notification sounded in Gu Liangyuan's mind:

"Ding, Host has bestowed the Sea Demon Spirit Boat, triggering three thousand times return, returning reward..."