The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Okay." Xingmo sighed.

　So, the group boarded the ironclad ship under the leadership of the admiral.

　As soon as he stepped onto the deck, Xing Mo felt a strange disturbance of spiritual power.

　She turned her head and saw a little girl holding a peach branch in front of the huge steel cannon, dancing and making strange noises:

　"Wu...hee...ha! huh~"

　It’s Ruan Lili, the... patriarch of the Xiaolong family.

　Whenever she made a strange sound, she would gently wave the peach blossom branches, and then a faint halo would flow in the wind.

　On the side, Mr. Cha was observing his young lady's every move and sighing from time to time.

　"Mr. Cha, what are you doing?" Xing Mo walked forward and asked politely.

　"Ah, Miss Shikoti," Mr. Tea turned around and smiled politely, "Miss is... uh... enchanting the cannon."

　Attached...what?

　Xing Mo and his group were stunned and looked at the little dragon who was babbling.

　"Enchant the naval guns?" Xing Mo asked again.

　"Yes, in fact... she did the same thing before we sailed to the Citadel," Mr. Tea said with a helpless smile. "But at that time, the dragons had not yet become a disaster, so it was not used in actual combat."

　"Is this really reliable?" Vivian asked with a tone full of distrust.

　"I don't know, but..."

　Mr. Cha spread his hands and smiled slightly.

　What I mean is...it's not a big deal to believe in it anyway.

　"Ashi...ba...serike yay!"

　Ruan Lili roared majestically, and a gust of cherry-colored wind blew up and quickly wrapped around the main gun of the ironclad ship.

　ironclad warship

　A magnificent enchantment.

　After finishing, Miss Ruan turned around and posed for Mr. Cha:

　"Invincible!"

　She turned around and saw Xing Mo and his group, her eyes scanning...

　...fell on Vivian.

　"Ah, you!"

　She pointed at Vivian, her face horrified.

　Hmm? Xing Mo immediately turned to look at Vivian, only to see that she was also stunned, and then said:

　"what happened?"

　"Nothing, nothing," Miss Ruan turned and left, "Good night."

　"It's morning..." Mr. Tea waved his hand, "Hey, miss, where are you going?"

　"Cabin! I need to rest!"

　"Okay, okay... take a rest..."

　Mr. Cha and Xingmo and his group made an apologetic gesture and went to catch up with their little ancestor who had escaped for no apparent reason.

　Seeing this, Alice patted Vivian's shoulder gently:

　"Vivian, do you have any impression of her?"

　"Not at all," Vivian shook her head. "When we first met...she seemed a little surprised to see me..."

　"She claims to be the patriarch of the Xiaolong family," Xingmo said. "Do you have any impression of the term Xiaolong?"

　"I still have no impression..." Vivian shook her head.

　The Roaring Dragon, judging by its abilities, seems to be a dragon that can intersect with the Wind String.

　Xing Mo was not very familiar with Yan Xialong's system. In fact, few people had a good classification and summary of the dragon family.

　"Maybe she just saw the icy flame in my eyes," Vivian said with a wry smile. "Alas, this might not be a good omen. Is she scared?"

　"Don't say you're unlucky. That's nonsense." Alice patted Vivian's shoulder.

　"That little girl's mood isn't stable," Aurora noticed something no one else had noticed. "She's running away."

　"escape?"

　Looking at the place where Ruan Lili disappeared, Xing Mo was thoughtful.

　What does it mean to escape...?

　"Let's go to the cabin first," said Alice. "We'll have plenty of time to think about this after we've crossed the Storm Ocean."

　"I agree." Xing Mo nodded.

　Hearing this, Vivian stopped talking. She raised her head and gestured towards the dragon in the sky.

　Xingmo had seen Vivian make that gesture before - it was a way for the girl to communicate with the dragon.

　It means: We are going home.

　Half an hour later, the Academi's hull opened up with rows of scaly steel armor, spewing out steam.

　Driven by the alchemical steam engine, the ironclad ship roared towards the sea, riding the wind and waves.

　The journey starts from the coast of the Academy City, crosses the Messina-Eru Desert Strait, enters the Storm Ocean, and then arrives at Danzhou on the southwest coast of the Yanxia Islands.

　The journey would have taken about a week by sailing ship, but only three and a half days by steam ironclad.

　"The things that the instructor has revised are getting more and more amazing."

　After closing the cabin door, Xingmo looked around the bedroom in front of her.

　Compared with the ordinary sailors' dormitories, this guest room prepared for important people can be called relatively "luxurious". It not only has a desk and bookshelf, but also a separate bathroom.

　The bed is a little small.

　But it doesn’t matter, I’ll hold you while I sleep at night anyway.

　As soon as she entered the room, Aurora jumped onto the bed like a silly roe deer and bounced a few times.

　Then, as if she was deflated, she first covered her ears and then puffed up her cheeks.

　"What are we having for dinner?" she asked loudly.

　Why do you seem a little angry? Xing Mo was stunned, then said embarrassedly:

　"It's only morning, and you're already thinking about the evening..."

　"Time passes so slowly..." Aurora raised her chin, "It's so uncomfortable..."

　"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Xing Mo asked with concern.

　"I'm a god! How can I feel uncomfortable?" Aurora puffed up her cheeks, angrily saying, "Damn it, damn it..."

　Well...as expected, the little guy suddenly got emotional.

　Xing Mo is a seasoned person, and when faced with the little ancestor's emotions, she can always find a solution.

　Why were you angry? Was it because you couldn't get good food on the ironclad?

　No...that's not right...it's not because I can't eat...

　Such a strong emotion couldn't have come out of nothing... Could it be that... she hated being on the ironclad?

　Indeed...unlike the train to Winter County, the ironclad ship is not a vehicle suitable for a quiet life.

　Xingmo walked to the porthole and looked at the rolling waves outside.

　"Just bear with it. If it wasn't so far, we could just travel through outer space."

　"Hmph..." Aurora said angrily.

　The reason why space travel is not used directly is, firstly, that the distance is too far and if too much spiritual power is consumed, it is easy to encounter emergencies; secondly, because an "official visit" is also a kind of etiquette.

　Xingmo didn't care. She had long accepted the fact that traveling would take more time, but Aurora didn't seem happy to stay on the boat for three days.

　I have to think of a way to make her less depressed...

　Well...a good partner should do this...right?

　Xing Mo recalled that Aurora made noodles with soybean sauce for her late at night. Although there was something wrong with eating noodles with soybean sauce late at night, that bowl of noodles with soybean sauce was the most delicious meal she had ever had in her life.

　She wants to fish

　Fish...hmm...

　fish...!

　"I have an idea..."

　"What's that?" Aurora turned around.

　"Can Bai Ling be contacted?" Xing Mo asked, "Your Storm Narwhal."

　"She's not ours. She's free," Aurora said, her hands on her hips. "Of course we can contact her. She's currently on the coast of the Citadel."

　"Then let it go with us." Xing Mo smiled faintly.

　"Go together?" Aurora tilted her head. "But what's the point? Even if it goes together, I have no place to play with it. It can swim freely, but we..."

　As she spoke, Aurora's voice became softer and softer, as if she suddenly realized something.

　Aurora understood at that moment.

　"What do you mean...?" Aurora raised her head.

　"Would you mind going on an island adventure on the back of a narwhal?" Xingmo blinked. "Reverend Haichao has lived on those isolated islands with the refugees for so long, so he must have left some living facilities behind, whether it's fishing... grilling fish... or... oh, what's going on?"

　Aurora rushed over, hugged Xingmo's neck and kissed her:

　"Little genius!" The love in her eyes danced, "Hurry up! We can't wait to have an island adventure!"

Chapter 380: Clouds on the Sea (Part 3) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　after one day.

　As the Academi approached the Messina-Eru Desert Strait, two men on board slipped away.

　When Alice entered Xingmo and Aurora's room, she found only a letter left on the bed:

　"Going on vacation, back in a day."

　Alice sighed and looked at the empty bed helplessly with a smile on her lips.

　"Two little kids..." she muttered.

　""

　At this moment, on the sea about five nautical miles away from the Academi.

　The white storm narwhal was raising its broad back above the surface of the sea. It was singing a whale song softly, the wind strings were rippling, and a gentle breeze was all around.

　In the past few hours, the two explored the deserted island, caught crabs, picked coconuts, and collected some simple fishing gear and cooking utensils left by some refugees.

　Then they reunited with Bai Ling, kept a certain distance from the ironclad, and enjoyed the sea breeze and sunshine.

　On the whale's back, Xingmo and Aurora were huddled together, fishing seriously.

　White clouds are floating in the blue sky, and there is almost no visible boundary between the sea and the sky.

　Relaxed and comfortable.

　"Have you taken the bait?" Aurora stared at the sea.

　"No." Xingmo said.

　After about ten seconds, Aurora asked again:

　"Did you take the bait?"

　"not yet."

　"Did you take the bait?"