The small boat once again docked beside the sailing ship.0

The Yaksha descendant, agile and strong, climbed up the rope hanging from the large ship. Within a few quick moves, he reached the deck and flipped himself aboard. Standing upright, he respectfully cupped his hands and bowed toward the boat below.0

“I must once again thank you, sir, for saving our lives.”0

“And I thank you, Mr. Ye, for guiding us,” Song You replied as he stood aboard the small boat. He then addressed the rest of the crew on the ship. “Thank you for your hospitality. I’ll be taking my leave now.”0

“Thank you, Immortal, for saving our lives.”0

“Thank you, Immortal…”0

The rest of the crew bowed repeatedly, their gratitude overflowing.0

“May I ask your name, Immortal?” Mr. Jia couldn’t help but ask.0

Hearing this, Song You could only give a helpless smile. He responded once more, “My surname is Song, given name You. I am a Daoist from Yizhou. I set sail from Lan’an in Langzhou. The cat with me is Lady Calico, and the swallow is named Yan An. He’s actually a descendant of a celestial being called Swallow Immortal. If you ever visit the temple in the commandery city, you might find a statue of one of his ancestors there.”0

He was indirectly telling them—he really wasn’t an immortal.0

“It’s almost noon now, and judging by the current conditions, the fog should be lifting soon. I suggest you start preparing to set sail,” Song...0