"The roads were bumpy, and the seas were rough!"
"Even though I was prepared, I'm still not used to it!"
Zheng Yuanliang lay on his wooden bed inside a cabin on the large ship provided by the Merak Sacred Land. He gazed out the window at the endless North Sea, his face pale.
He had made preparations before coming. Since it was his first time on a ship, he knew he might get seasick, so he had specially refined an elixir for it.
When he started feeling unwell on the ship, he took the special elixir, but it only alleviated the seasickness, not cured it completely.
Of course, this was also related to Zheng Yuanliang's low Martial Arts Cultivation. He had only just entered the Inner Refining Realm and hadn't tempered his body much.
"The Saintess's people said we're almost at Primordial Mountain!"
The rocking of the ship didn't affect Yang Chan at all. After all, his Martial Arts Cultivation had already reached the Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster Realm.
