Chapter 51: I'll Be General Zhiling
Meanwhile, in the West Courtyard Menial Quarters, Chen Lingxi sank into his Divine Chamber and unleashed the Vision Wander divine ability.
After reaching the Qi Circulation 3rd Floor, his Divine Chamber had expanded to two thousand zhang across. It was no longer confined to the Baosu Marquis Residence and its adjacent streets.
Carried on a wisp of smoke, his consciousness drifted over the estate's high walls, skimmed the densely packed roofs and eaves, and crossed the west-side ferry docks and long streets to descend straight toward the surface of Yuanjiang.
It was late spring. The river waters had just begun to swell, rolling vast and shrouded in mist.
Traffic on the water was heavy. Cargo-laden merchant ships sat deep in the current, black-awning ferries rocked gently as they carried passengers, and several gilded pleasure boats lay moored by the banks, drifting faint sounds of strings and bamboo flutes.
Chen Lingxi's perspective, however, stopped on a single vessel.
Slightly larger than a typical pleasure boat, its hull was lacquered a deep, subdued crimson. The cabin doors were shut tight. Bronze bells hung from its four corners, yet they made no sound when the river wind swept past.
Only one person stood on the bow deck.
Lin Suri.