Chapter 4768 — Bullfrog or Toad
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At this moment, the Western Isle docks were dominated by a vessel of such monstrous grandeur that it beggared description. Weizhao had thought the giant treasure ship from the Northern Isle was the pinnacle of scale—and then he saw this one from the Eastern Isle, several times larger still, in an entirely different class altogether. Freshly scrubbed and gleaming, it looked so solemn and magnificent that awe rose in the heart unbidden.
What truly staggered Weizhao was that formation arrays flickered again and again across the hull of that colossal treasure ship, and the dreadful aura seeping from them made his heart quail.
"That ship is incredible!" Weizhao could not help blurting out in genuine admiration.
Beside him, Ning Xuefei's eyes had gone wide and starry; from the look of her, she would have happily taken the whole monstrous thing apart to study it. The treasure ships were the crowning achievement of the artifact-forging lineage of Cloudstep Isle, and this one before them was the peak above all peaks—the very goal she had pursued all her life.
"Legend says the mighty ones of the ancient age poured their life's blood into building it. Unlike the other treasure ships, this one is an ancient warship!" Huo Yudie had somehow ended up in line behind the two of them and leaned in with a smile to explain.
"An ancient warship?!" Weizhao was startled on the spot.
A treasure ship could cross the endless sea, and though the arrays set upon it were all defensive in nature, they were formidable enough in their own right. Yet beside an ancient warship of this kind they were nothing but a child's toy. A treasure ship could only carry passengers; a warship could storm cities and seize territory without exerting the slightest effort. Once its offensive arrays were activated, it could likely take a whole city with ease!
Gazing at that vast and magnificent monstrosity, Weizhao swallowed hard without meaning to. He had felt nothing much before, looking at the giant treasure ships, but now, staring at this ancient warship, a thought surfaced in his mind unbidden: if only he could have one of these himself!
Of course, that was plainly a fantasy. Even the Northern and Western Isles had no such vessels; likely only the Eastern Isle possessed a few—perhaps even just the one. Never mind that Weizhao was merely a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator; even if he were at the Mountain-Splitting or Earth-Rending stage, it would make no difference. He could only dream.
Discussing the many legends of the ancient warship, the three queued to board. Before boarding, all belongings had to be inspected, lest someone carry something dangerous aboard and threaten everyone's safety—the most basic of rules.
Just then a commotion broke out somewhere behind them. From a distance, they saw the orderly queue thrown into disarray; two men, it seemed, were escorting a third and forcing their way through, accompanied by haughty, high-and-mighty shouting.
"Out of the way, all of you! Let Junior Sister Jiali board first!" The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Weizhao looked closely—it was Yi Xiaotian, whom he had encountered before. He and Ren Zhongyuan were now escorting Yao Jiali as they brutally cut straight through the line. Those ahead who reacted a beat too slowly were kicked aside outright, and every one of them swallowed their fury in silence.
Weizhao frowned at the sight. Liu Ziqi was still at the back saying his farewells to Ning Shanghe, and these two dared to be so brazen and unbridled—clearly they had grown used to throwing their weight around!
In a trail of trampled chaos, Ren Zhongyuan and his companions soon reached them, already raising a foot out of habit to kick someone aside—but a single cold glance from Weizhao stopped them dead.