The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

At this moment, after Ye Yang gave the order.

The bugle call to board the ship sounded.

The mortals lined up in neat rows and stepped onto the starship along the crystal steps.

Many children clung to the ship's gunwale, curiously touching the shimmering star patterns.

The elders bowed respectfully towards the direction of the Flying Gate, burying their memories of their homeland deep within.

"Set off."

Ye Yang's voice traveled throughout the fleet through spiritual power.

The Star Dragon Boat took the lead, its star core array at the bottom swirling up starlight, breaking through the clouds like a swimming dragon.

The three starships of the Qilin Ancient Clan followed closely behind, their protective shields adorned with star patterns that echoed those of the star dragon ships, drawing three dazzling trails of light across the sky.

Soon, the world on the ground grew smaller and smaller in everyone's eyes.

Soon.

As the ship sailed into the open sea, huge waves suddenly surged up on the once calm surface.

It turns out that the barrier between the near and far seas is the culprit.

On the four giant ships, many mortal cultivators in the cabins exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, the star dragon sculpture on the bow of the Star Dragon Boat suddenly opened its eyes, and two beams of starlight shot towards the sea, causing the giant waves to retreat as if they had encountered an invisible barrier.

"It's the Dao Ancestor protecting us!"

"It was an old monk who had seen the world!" someone shouted.

The commotion inside the cabin subsided instantly, replaced by waves of exclamations.

The simultaneous sailing of four giant ships creates an unparalleled visual impact.

Along the way, all the monsters and demons they encountered retreated.

Three days later, the fleet arrived at the border between the starry sky and the mortal realm.

The seawater here has an eerie, inky color.

This world, connecting the surface world with the starry sky, is known as the "Chaotic Ocean."

It is not only a place where cultivators from near the sea and independent cultivators from the open ocean meet.

Pirates, monsters, and lone cultivators come and go in an endless stream, and the fighting never stops.

At this moment, a group of pirates in black speedboats are extorting money from a merchant ship.

The one-eyed pirate leader had just raised the treasure artifact he had painstakingly obtained.

Suddenly, my whole body stiffened!
Looking back, they discovered four streaks of light piercing through the clouds on the horizon, carrying immense spiritual pressure.

It felt like four moving mountains were pressing down on us.

His pupils contracted sharply as he recognized the unique starlight fluctuations emanating from the starship's protective shield.

They were actually four celestial spirit ships.

"This is... a flying boat that can traverse the starry sky!"

The pirate next to him screamed.

"And four of them came at once."

Look at that main ship, and the star dragon carving on the bow, it looks so similar to the Tongtian Spirit Ship of the Flying Heaven Gate.

"Could it be the Flying Heaven Sect's influence?"

The one-eyed pirate dared not linger in the fight any longer. He kicked over the wine barrel next to him and roared.

"Retreat! Retreat now! Are you out of your mind? That creature can withstand the cosmic gale; our resources are nothing compared to its power!"

"Leaving aside that terrifyingly powerful Dao Ancestor, the Flying Heaven Sect has more than a dozen True Person combat experts."

The black Clippers scattered like stray dogs, not even bothering to pick up their fallen loot.

The monks on the merchant ship watched the departing starship fleet and wiped away a cold sweat.

The group bowed in the direction where the light trail disappeared.

"Thank you for deterring these villains, senior members of the Flying Heaven Sect!"

"After this starry world opened up, although there were many more resources, space pirates were rampant and evil cultivators appeared one after another, making it extremely dangerous."

"Yes, I heard that the Flying Heaven Sect has been granted the Purple Yuan Star Land by the Dao Alliance. It seems they will be transporting resources and cultivators to the Purple Yuan Star Land."

"That's the Flying Heaven Gate's fleet? Three starships from the Qilin Ancient Clan are escorting them, what a display of power..."

"I heard they can traverse the starry sky and even dare to confront the demons head-on. They truly live up to their reputation!"

"When will we be able to get on the good side of such a powerful force? Even just getting a taste of the benefits would be better than hanging around on this poor island!"

A young monk clenched his fist.

"After I finish this deal, I'll go try my luck on Ziyuan Star!"

"The Flying Heaven Sect is recruiting craftsmen. It is said that as long as you have some skills, you can be allocated a spiritual field and enter the cultivation tower!"

The four ships continued their journey.

We passed through a sea area abundant with "Ink Sea Black Turtle".

These demonic turtles, covered in black armor, have always been domineering, often dragging passing ships into the deep sea.

But at that moment, as four enormous starships flew by, the demonic beasts all dived into the sea, trembling as they watched the star patterns swirling beneath the ship's hull. They only dared to peek out with half their heads showing.

"Even the Black Sea Tortoise doesn't dare to show its face?"

Qi Santong of the Qilin Ancient Clan stood at the bow of the Burning Sky Ship, gazing at the calm sea, a smile playing on his lips.

"The Flying Heaven Gate's Star Dragon Ship is even more intimidating than our Burning Heaven Ship."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong, who was traveling with him, laughed.

"The completion of this Heavenly Spirit Ship is mainly due to the help of the nobles; otherwise, this Star Dragon Ship wouldn't have reached such a level. Fellow Daoist, please look over there—"

"We're about to enter the starry sky."

Wang Dong spoke in a low voice, as faint, dazzling starlight began to appear ahead.

The spatial rift twisted and turned, and the starlight inside grew ever brighter.

Soon.

Suddenly, the anchor chains of the four enormous starships shone brightly.

Especially the runes formed from condensed star marrow, the moment they enter the void world.

It actually managed to forcefully open a spatial passage that was a hundred feet wide.

Hold on tight to the handrail!

Wang Dong roared, and before he finished speaking, the fleet had already rushed into the passage.

Countless mortal cultivators felt their bodies lighten, and the sea outside the window was instantly replaced by a dazzling starry river.

Countless meteors streaked past the protective shield like shooting stars.

A child curiously reached out to touch it, but was stopped by his mother.

“That’s the starry sky. The Dao Ancestor said that when we arrive at the Purple Enclosure Star Land, we can see stars like that when we look up.”

Seven days later, when the outline of the Purple Enclosure Star appeared on the horizon.

All the mortals crowded to the porthole.

They saw the Lingqu Canal in the Thousand Islands winding like a silver ribbon, and the star-patterned closed loops on the bridge across the lake flowing with golden light.

The scene is magnificent and extraordinary.

A short while later, the four starships slowly landed on a plain that had already been cleared.

Looking down from the sky, you can see that temporary wooden houses have been erected on the plain.

There are newly renovated spirit fields, with wooden signs on the field ridges that read "Flying Heaven Gate Territory".

"We're here...we're really here!"

An old farmer carrying farm tools trembled as he stroked the cabin wall. The frayed cuffs of his sleeves revealed the Flying Gate symbol engraved on his wrist.

Ye Yang stood on the deck of the Star Dragon Boat.

As the mortal cultivators lined up to disembark from the starship, some rushed eagerly toward the spirit fields, while others knelt on the ground and kissed the soil of the Purple Enclosure Star Land.

Wang Dong stepped forward and handed over a roster.

"Dao Ancestor, the first batch of 100,000 mortals have arrived safely. The Qilin Ancient Clan's starship is on its return journey and is expected to make three round trips per month."

"Within three years, all one million mortals will be able to migrate."

Ye Yang nodded.

"Pass the message down,"

"Starting tomorrow, we will open the granaries and distribute grain, and teach mortal cultivators to identify spirit grains. The first harvest of the Purple Palace Star Land will depend on their own efforts to grow it."

"In addition, inform the sect's disciples and numerous independent cultivators to teach cultivation methods to ordinary people."

"To help these ordinary people grow better."

The surface world.

On the third day after the Star Dragon Boat and the Qilin Star Boat disappeared into the sky.

At the dock of the former site of the Flying Gate, ordinary people are still gathered in layers.

The old locust trees on the dock are mottled from being eroded by the sea wind.

A man dressed in coarse cloth sat under the tree, gesturing to a group of children.

"That starship is ten times larger than the largest ship we've ever seen! The star patterns on the hull are shimmering, and it feels warm to the touch, like holding a heater."

He was a neighbor of the first migrants.

The message, which was sent back by a messenger yesterday, has now become the "storyteller" at the dock.

"Uncle Li, is the starry sky really full of twinkling gems, just like the old folks say?"

The little girl with pigtails held up half a piece of spirit grain cake in her hand, her eyes wide open.

The man chuckled and scratched his head.

"My little darling, you don't know, those star stones are much brighter than gemstones!"

"It is said that you don't need to light a lamp at night; the starlight is enough to see the stitches clearly."

"Your Grandma Wang's second son sent word that the spirit fields in Ziyuan Star Land are so black they're practically dripping with oil, and the grain seeds sown there sprout in just three days, twice as fast as here!"

A chorus of clicks of approval rippled through the crowd. (End of Chapter)