Over the boundless sea, the waves glittered. From time to time, gigantic birds soared across the sky, their sharp cries adding a touch of life to the tranquil ocean.
"This is true cultivation."
Ning Jiang muttered to himself. Before him, the azure sea surged, stretching as far as the eye could see.
He didn't know what he would encounter next—danger, opportunity, or something else entirely. Everything was unknown, but this was cultivation.
Staying in the White Dragon Hall was certainly safe, but it was really just a large birdcage. To grow, one had to fly out.
"Coral Island, the Celestial Treasure Auction... I hope something interesting shows up."
Ning Jiang gazed toward the distant horizon and muttered to himself.
It was Bai Yuyun who had told him about this Celestial Treasure Auction.
