Chapter 952: Tanyun (II)
The spirit boat sped south through the sky as the two conversed. The sea roared beneath them. After sitting for most of the day, they passed an island spewing black fire. The spirit boat suddenly shook with a loud rumble. Kong Tingyun looked up with a slight frown, lifted the curtain, and stepped out.
Li Qinghong looked up as well and saw roaring flames beneath them. The marketplace on the sea was in ruins, with several families seemingly locked in vicious battle. Sulfurous fire erupted as thick smoke billowed into the sky.
A few stray spell arts had struck the spirit boat, prompting Kong Tingyun to reveal herself. Her late Foundation Establishment Realm aura, combined with the radiance of her full Dharma robes, instantly frightened the surrounding cultivators into panic. Many dropped to their knees.
"Spare us, my lady! Spare us!"
"Where do you think you are? Do you all have no regard for your lives?" At her words, the cultivators who had unleashed the spells turned pale with terror and stammered in response. Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators flew in from the distance.
One of them recognized her at a glance and quickly bowed, speaking humbly, "Greet... Greetings, fairy of the Immortal Sect... Allow me to offer our apologies for this incident!"
He seized the troublemakers with one hand, intending to kill them on the spot, but Kong Tingyun waved him down. She paused to question them thoroughly but could not find any deeper cause.
Kong Tingyun frowned and observed them for a while. Once she was certain they had only caused unintentional harm, she let out a soft sigh. Meanwhile, Li Qinghong found the island oddly familiar. She lowered her gaze and quietly returned to the cabin.
After a few moments, Kong Tingyun reentered and sat across from her. She spoke softly, "This is Dongliu Island. It used to belong to a rather decent family... but their old ancestor failed his breakthrough and perished. A few of the elder generations also died, and they suddenly couldn’t hold such vast territory anymore.
"It’s a pity... Our Daoist Master once said that their ancestor had a fairly good chance of success, but he happened to run into Falling Water Rising Storm... and got washed to death by it..."