Chapter 375: Dark Dragon Sect (1/2)

Time passed and 8 months seemed no longer than a blink of an eye.

The convoy of a hundred flying boats got to full capacity in just 2 months of the journey which was earlier than previously anticipated.

The remaining 6 months was spent on traversing the endless seas from the Southern Continent of Fable unto the Eastern Continent Odin.

Thus, more or less a hundred million people arrived en masse on this very memorable day.

”We will be arriving in the Dark Dragon Sect in an hour!”

”I advise you to be on your best behavior later on.”

”I don't want to see you go this far, only to lose your life the first time you step on solid grounds!” Dong Shun's voice reverberated in the huge inner space of the flying boat.

He did not have to come in person for this simple task.

This was one of the mystical attributes of this ship and this perk was indeed quite convenient for the master of this magical means of transport.

”So we have finally reached the end of these boring shores.” Our bored gamer murmured unto himself.

He was excited for this most awaited change and thus exited his humble tent to see the view from the outside.

”Senior Clark!”

”Have you already eaten breakfast, Senior?”

”Good morning, Senior!” The people all greeted in a polite manner. From start to finish of this quest, Senior Clark has only exited his small hut for no more than 10 times.

But since the dawn of this long travel was already near enough, nobody was surprised to see the figure of their leader.

The combination of their clans amounted to no less than 30 thousand men and women inside this flying boat.

Although this was rather small compared to the clan alliances created during the 8 month trip but this party has boasted the strongest power of all because of our bored gamer's presence.

In this case, quality certainly topped over quantity once again as a single man made 1 million men and women bow their heads before him.

”Let us have a big feast after we land.” Clark said after nodding towards the polite audience around him.

The kind greeting has of course not ended since many many cultivators still wanted to show courtesy before him. This was all too natural and our avid gamer had long been used to it.

He had already acquired the epic skill of ignoring these minor matters in stride. Before long, Clark was very much eager for the feast that he had planned in mind.

Although he was an immortal who has lived for untold eons, our bored gamer was certainly not a loner.

Perhaps his infinite time alone in suffering and pain during each Soul Fragmentation Process has made him hate the sense of isolation more than ever.

Thus, Clark quite enjoyed to spend his time amongst family and friends whenever there was no other pressing matters to attend to.

This was true for his bodies on Earth and in that first xianxia world that he conquered under the Demonic Sword Sect's banner.

”We will do as you bid, Senior Clark!”

”A great feast shall be done in your honor!”

”I have 50 dancers that would give life to the party, Senior!” One by one, the big shots and elders of the gathered clans pledged to contribute on the spot.

'There should be a constant balance between work and play in order to have a happy and fulfilling life.' Clark smiled at this thought.

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