As Xu Qing walked across one of the eight bridges that led to Seven Blood Eyes, immortal energy bubbled in the waters that flowed below. Overhead, the sky was a faint crimson color. As darkness spread and the moon came out, he headed into the city toward Zhang San.

Along the way, Zhang San sent him a voice message telling him that his dharmaskiff was finished.

Xu Qing had felt out of sorts without a dharmaskiff. Therefore, he made haste to find Zhang San.

Once in the Transportation Division, Zhang San was waiting in a courtyard with his dharmaskiff.

The dharmaskiff was over 600 meters long and was absolutely shocking in appearance. It looked similar to the old version, but at the same time, was different. That was especially true when it came to the prow and the stern. The prow no longer resembled a sealizard. Instead, it was a huge, featureless face with a black iron mask covering it. Clearly, Zhang San had taken inspiration from the huge ships used by the delegation, as he had installed nine tails onto the stern. Though they were smaller than the originals, they were obviously packed full of spell formations of all sorts. Instead of eight sails, the dharmaskiff now had sixteen of them, and they were bigger than before.

Zhang San was standing atop the ship looking exhausted but also very proud. “Xu...