"Master, when I reach the fifth realm of cultivation, I will definitely come back." Chang Youfu ran a few steps towards the flying boat, stopped again, turned around and shouted to Li Si.

"You must live until I come back!"

He did not dare to waste any more time and quickly boarded the flying boat without waiting for Li Si's reply.

"That's great."

Li Si silently watched the last flying boat take off and break through the sky towards the east, murmuring.

He took another look at the deserted town, smiled carefree, and with a thought, he summoned his natal sword, which he had not used for a long time, and wielded it away.

The flying sword and the flying boat took off in tandem outside the small city, heading in two different directions east and west, forming two intersecting streams of light on the sky.

The flying boat broke through the sky, leaving a white trail, and retreated eastward.

The sword light pierced the sky, bringing a blazing wave of air, heading west.

Mortals head east.

Sword repair to the west

Li Si is just an old five-level sword cultivator.

He is really ordinary.
Chapter completed!