Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

The treasure ship broke through the azure sea surface, steadily sailing toward East Pole City.

In the cabin, Chen Qing sat cross-legged, the aura around his body heavy and condensed like deep pool water.

His eyes were slightly closed as the Supreme Void True Scripture slowly circulated within his body, continuously refining the lotus heart essence.

This trip to Floating Jade Mountain Island had not only seen his cultivation breakthrough to four refinements, formally stepping into the middle stage of True Origin realm, but he had also obtained thirty drops of extremely precious Earth Vein Profound Marrow. The harvest could be called enormous.

However, there was not much joy in his heart. Instead, a layer of doubt lingered.

The Demon Sect had grasped his whereabouts too precisely. From leaving East Pole City heading to Myriad Streams Sea Market to encountering Qiao Lianzheng's ambush on the way, it was as if an invisible pair of eyes were secretly watching from the shadows.

This was definitely not merely coincidence.

Two days later, the familiar outline of East Pole City appeared on the horizon.

The city gate was bustling with traffic, noisy and clamorous.