Longevity: Start Farming with Entries

Seeing the Foundation Establishment Cultivator with the last name Luoo beckoning him aboard.

Qin Ming examined the black, tattered ship once more and hesitated, asking, "Fellow Daoist Luoo, are you sure this ship can take people to the Southern Wilderness?"

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Qin! This ship is famous for its speed around here!"

"The Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm you want to reach shouldn’t be a problem," the Luoo Cultivator enthusiastically explained.

"Is it famous for sinking quickly?" Qin Ming pouted, barely holding back, "Isn’t there another ship?"

Just then.

"Hey! What’s taking so long?! Are you coming or not?"

"If you don’t get on soon, I’m leaving without you!"

"he~tui~"

The bearded captain standing at the bow bellowed toward the island, then spit a thick glob into the sea.

The Luoo Family members quickly responded, "Elder Shi, we are getting on! Coming right away!"

Then, the Luoo Cultivator urged Qin Ming, "Elder Lu, hurry aboard; this is the only ship leaving from Little Turtle Island."

Qin Ming: "..."

Seeing no other option, Qin Ming had to half-believe and follow the others onto the ship.

Once aboard, Qin Ming was shocked to find that the crew were all fierce, malevolent, and filled with bloodthirsty Evil Qi.

What surprised him even more was that many crew members were not Human Race Cultivators.

Each of them had the head of a Sea Beast, yet their lower bodies were human, with gills on both sides of their necks.

Even several skeletal ghostly figures were working alongside them inside the ship.

These oddly shaped and eerie crew members all had cultivation levels around Tier Two.

The cultivators who were passengers on this ship seemed not to find this unusual and were quite used to it.

Seeing that Qin Ming appeared to be taking this ship from Little Turtle Island for the first time, the Luoo Cultivator smiled and explained:

"Elder Lu, you might not know, but the crew of this Black Sail ship are all from the East Sea’s Fishman Race..."

"Skilled in the Path of Water Control..."

"I see, but why is this Black Sail ship... so worn out..." Qin Ming suddenly understood, sighing in admiration at the East Sea Cultivation Realm’s unique culture.

However, the next moment.

The scruffy captain put away his old tobacco pipe, tucking it into his waistband, where a long scimitar also hung.

The captain wore a sinister smile and walked toward the group.

"Kid! Is this your first time here? Do you have a Black Sail Order? Otherwise... heh heh heh!"

His hand rested on the long knife at his waist, his sharp eyes fixated on Qin Ming.

"Well, this old guy’s even more arrogant than I am, Master, let me teach him a lesson!" The Heaven-Devouring Rat, seemingly unable to tolerate it anymore, transmitted to Qin Ming from the Little Spirit Realm, eager to take action.

"These pathetic sea creatures dare threaten my master!"

"Hold on, let me see what’s going on first." Qin Ming wasn’t afraid and promptly took out the Black Wood Token Yue Lingyan gave him and handed it over.

The captain took the token, infused it with a thread of mana, and a black sail shadow appeared on the Black Wood Token.

He grinned, showing his teeth, and said, "Since you have a Black Sail Order issued by me, you are a distinguished guest on this ship; everything is negotiable."

"But remember this!"

"I’m Shi Jin; our main business on the Black Sail is piracy, and running ships is secondary."

"We are fair with everyone; as long as the Spirit Stone price is right, we can even take you on a long journey, or crush a Golden Core Stage if needed!"

"For the mere Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm, we can deliver you within half a year!"

Qin Ming: "..."

So, after all this, it was a pirate ship?

But since it was introduced by Yue Lingyan, it shouldn’t be a big issue, so he chose to trust them.

"Hehe! Esteemed guest, sailing from Little Turtle Island to the near sea of the Southern Wilderness is a sweet deal, only eight thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones!"

The bare-chested youth beside him, looking like a skinny monkey, took a straw hat from behind his neck and extended it toward Qin Ming.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming’s face twitched, "So expensive?"

However, he still handed over the exact amount of Spirit Stones to the youth.

The skinny youth meticulously counted the Spirit Stones several times before gleefully placing them into the straw hat for storage.

Even Qin Ming found this astonishing, marveling at the unusual storage spiritual artifact.

"Esteemed guest, you may enter now."

"But do be careful, and don’t run around aimlessly; if anything happens, this ship takes no responsibility."

Perhaps delighted with the hefty payment, the skinny youth cheerfully advised Qin Ming.

Qin Ming nodded and followed the Luoo Cultivator and the others into the cabin.

"Anchors aweigh! Set sail!!!"

With a booming shout, the sound of wooden beams creaking and black chains clanking echoed.

Rustling and bustling!

With the energetic efforts of the Fishman Race crew.

The Black Sail slowly made its way into the ocean.

But not long after setting sail, a lot of seawater began leaking into the ship.

Then, with a swift dive, it quickly submerged into the sea...

"It really does sink fast..."

Qin Ming had just found a seat by the window, but to his surprise.

Not long after the Black Sail entered the ocean, the Golden Core Stage captain known as Shi Jin took out a black bead from his hand and began using a technique.

Moments later.

From within the black bead, black runes burst forth, swirling and enveloping the entire ship.

The next moment.

The runes around the Black Sail interwove, forming a light screen.

"Roar~"

The entire ship appeared to be enveloped within a massive, shadowy black shark.

"It’s actually a Late-stage Tier Three Demon Soul; Shi Jin does have some skill!" Qin Ming thought to himself as he looked outside.