"Is this the Kingdom of Stars?"
Yue Qingling looked at the vast ocean in front of her and sighed softly.
As he felt the sea breeze and listened to the waves crashing against the shore, a surge of powerful emotions welled up within him.
The calm sea stretches to the horizon.
The damp sea breeze felt cool on my face, carrying with it the fishy smell of the sea.
Yue Qingling stood by the sea, waiting for the ship to arrive.
He even had the idea of staying by the sea to watch the tides and listen to the ocean.
Having experienced so much, seeing such a magnificent scene naturally evoked some emotions in him.
Beyond Tang County lies the vast sea of Nanzhou.
Even those who cultivate to a higher realm cannot fly.
To get to the island in the sea, you have to wait patiently for the boats to come and go at the pier.
There aren't many boats; there's probably only one trip a day.
Yue Qingling rested for a day in Tangxian County, and early this morning, he came to the seaside pier to wait.
Before long, some merchants also gathered at the dock.
Although the Southern Continent and the Western Continent don't have much contact, business still needs to be done.
Regardless of whether they are human, demon, or dragon, even if they are at war every day, merchants will still do business everywhere.
Some of these small vendors can't even afford storage bags, so they travel between cities in backpacks, carrying news and supplies to every corner.
Looking at these busy merchants, Yue Qingling was somewhat moved.
However, Yue Qingling had no intention of pitying others; everyone has their own destiny, and his own life was not easy either.
That's why life is so diverse.
The ship arrived.
After paying, Yue Qingling boarded the boat.
I was very lucky on this trip.
Seagoing ships are not slow.
He finally arrived at the Dragon Clan Imperial Island around noon.
The Dragon Clan is the strongest race in the Four Realms Continent.
They look no different from humans, except that their eyes are blue.
They cultivate very quickly; they are natural-born talents for cultivation.
Therefore, every dragon cultivator is born a powerful being.
With so many powerful figures, conflict is inevitable.
If everyone's skill level is similar, then the fight will be very close and difficult to determine a winner.
The Southern Continent possesses the best cultivators, but because of their unique talents, these belligerent individuals kill each other every day, and thus can never escape the Southern Continent.
This also reduces the pressure on other continents.
After Yue Qingling landed on the island, she sensed a strong murderous aura emanating from it.
This is different from Chencheng.
The local customs in Chencheng are based on the survival of the fittest and a strict hierarchy. As long as you get used to the atmosphere, you can at least live a peaceful life.
But every passerby on the island exuded a murderous aura.
For a fleeting moment, Yue Qingling felt as if he had arrived at the place that had been rumored to be...
What are you looking at?
"What are you looking at?"
Before Yue Qingling could find the right person to ask about the location of the Royal Academy, she heard a classic conversation between two passersby beside her.
He watched curiously, wondering if they were really going to fight.
After all, in his previous world, many people just talked big without thinking.
Then one of them arrogantly shouted, "What, you're not convinced? Come on, let's find a place to have a one-on-one fight."
Do you know who I am?
Do you know how high my cultivation level is?
The other one seemed even more arrogant: "You don't need to tell me your family tree, nor do you need to say who built the land or what people did. Don't give me that nonsense."
I only have one knife. Let's stand here, you stab me, I stab you, and we'll see who falls first!
"Come on, give me the knife, and I'll stab you and that's it!"
Seeing that blood was about to splatter on the street, Yue Qingling quickly dodged to the side.
He stood in front of a vendor selling candied hawthorns, staring at the scene in shock.
Then, he actually saw the two men with knives, stabbing each other repeatedly, behaving quite politely.
Yue Qingling was dumbfounded. Your Imperial Island is too real!
Is this how everyone fights?
"Young master, are you from out of town?"
The old man selling candied hawthorns asked with a smile.
Yue Qingling turned around, looking surprised, and said, "It's already been stabbed? This...this..."
"That's normal. If I don't stab you a couple of times, I'll feel even more frustrated when I get home."
The old man said nonchalantly.
He's been selling candied hawthorns on this street for decades, and he's become numb to the bloodshed he's witnessed every day.
Yue Qingling was quite shocked, so he cautiously asked, "Sir, I'm looking for the Royal Academy. Do you know how to get there?"
Suddenly, the old man raised his voice and yelled at the two men who were still trying to hold on: "Get out of here! I'm trying to do business, and you've made a mess of the place. How am I supposed to buy candied hawthorns?"
These two are quite particular.
One of them, clutching his wounds, continued to stubbornly insist, "For the sake of the old man, you just wait and see, it'll be numb."
"Damn it, just you wait, for the sake of the old man."
The other person then walked forward.
The fight has started, blood has been shed, and people have tried to break it up; now it's time to leave.
This unique stabbing contest came to a quiet and successful end.
Once the area was clear, the old man chuckled and said to Yue Qingling, "Walk east along this street until you reach the end, then turn..."
Yue Qingling memorized the route, bought a candied hawthorn from the old man, and then leisurely ate it as she walked along the street.
The local customs here are truly fierce.
"Da da da..."
The leisurely Yue Qingling suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her.
He quickly dodged to the side.
Before I could even get my footing, I felt a strong gust of wind pass by.
The knight was moving very fast, seemingly ignoring the pedestrians on the street.
Yue Qingling leaned against the wall and watched the knight walk past with a flourish, then angrily cursed.
"Who is this guy? Honestly, cavalry is no match for infantry."
Yue Qingling made herself laugh with a casual remark.
To be honest, the world can't stand cavalry.
He does miss the portable hard drive from his previous life.
But the knight seemed to hear his voice, and the tall horse suddenly turned around, its hooves flying, and then it turned back.
The knight charged at him suddenly. Just as Yue Qingling was about to dodge, the knight brought his mount to a steady stop.
Then, a familiar voice reached Yue Qingling's ears.
"Hey, isn't this Yue Qingling? What brings you to our Imperial Island?"
As they were talking, a petite and adorable girl jumped off the horse.
Although she looks cute and clever, her expression is cold.
Yue Qingling gave a wry smile. "Hey, it's someone I know again."
He greeted her politely, "Miss Baiying, it's been a long time."
"Miss? Yue Qingling, you really don't know the rules. I am a princess!"
You must say, "Hello, Your Highness!"
Bai Ying looked up at him with her head held high and arrogant.
She acted like a spoiled princess.
Yue Qingling smiled and replied nonchalantly, "I'm not from your Southern Continent, and you're not my princess."
Alright, I'm leaving.
He got up to leave.
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