This time, the person beside him pointed out.

Then, the monks around began to buy ships one after another.

On the shore of the Demon Star Sea, there is a small wooden house. Inside the wooden house is an old woman who beats metal day after day, year after year, making ships.

Her men came out of spiritual energy, fairy weapons, and even magical vessels. But she could not be sure of the specific quality.

All the old woman's materials were collected by her children and then handed over to her for creation.

After Ye Tian knew the whole story, he bought the only artifact-level ship there without saying a word and paid a thousand top-quality spirit stones.

It wasn't that the other party wanted to collect a thousand spirit stones, but Ye Tian insisted on giving them, but in the end it caused the old woman to thank her repeatedly.

"This monk is really generous in his actions. He only spent a thousand top-quality spirit stones to cross a sea area..."

"Don't talk about others. The family has its foundation. A thousand spirit stones may be a drop in the bucket. If you pay so much attention, it will lose our face..."

"A poor man like us can use spiritual weapons and ships."

As the sky gradually became brighter, nearly a hundred ships were traveling in a vast rush over the sea.

Ye Tian heard what others said that the Demon Star Sea was far away, and according to the drifting speed of the ship, it would be difficult to reach it if it was less than a hundred years.

Ye Tian has also seen this in detail on the map. The land in the south accounts for less than half of the vastness of this sea area.

And above the sea, there are many crises.

This crisis refers not to sea beasts or other species, but to the human monks around.

Some cruel monks like to shoot down ships and bury the sea when others are in seclusion.
Chapter completed!