"Still young, huh? Needs taking care of?" Yuchi muttered helplessly to himself, though he stood up honestly, "Let's go, see if there's anything good to eat."
"Yay!"
...
After two days, everyone had already boarded this immortal ship. It was now May 7th, and they were about to head to the Immortal Island for the final competition. This time, the number of participants had been fixed at over six thousand, just from this region alone. Who knows how many will ultimately attend the Immortal Gate Contest.
"I wonder if we can recruit new disciples." Yuchi stood on the deck of the immortal ship, surrounded by the exclamations of disciples.
Although they had flown before with Yuchi's help, and at quite a speed, the actual experience was completely different.
