"A wrecked ship?"
Su Ye's eyes flickered as a thoughtful look crossed his face.
Wrecked ships often drifted through these waters.
Their crews were either slaughtered by demonic beasts or plundered and killed by rogue cultivators.
The Luo Family's patrol teams would find one or two such vessels on the open sea every month or so.
For Su Ye, such things were a common sight.
'But... something that can make the Ghostly Flood Dragon feel a sense of longing?'
"What's so special about this spirit ship?" Su Ye muttered to himself.
The Ghostly Flood Dragon's sails turned, drawing closer to the wrecked vessel.
OMM.
Su Ye focused his mind, his Divine Sense spreading out to meticulously inspect the spirit ship.
The ship wasn't particularly large, only a few dozen zhang long.
With his current Divine Sense, examining its every detail was as easy as reading the lines on his palm!
Within a few dozen breaths, his Divine Sense had clearly scouted every inch of the spirit ship.
