In the blink of an eye, several days passed by again, the weather gradually cooled, and the land was filled with the bounty of autumn harvest. Everywhere one looked, busy farmers were reaping their crops.
Yet these farmers were unaware that a massive Flying Magical Boat was silently flying across the sky above them.
"Xiao Qian, come."
Aboard the Little Thousand Flying Sky Magic Boat, Su Jie stood on the spacious front deck, controlling the Divine Firm Sword as it buzzed and danced.
Xiao Qian shrank to a length of over a meter, flapping six pairs of wings, chasing relentlessly after the Divine Firm Sword.
The Divine Firm Sword was a top-grade magic treasure flying sword, acquired from Zhong Xinpeng's hands. After Su Jie consumed the previous owner's prohibitions on the Divine Firm Sword, he marked it with his own imprint.
