The dark shadow in the Hanhai Sword Cliff that pierced the dome of the sky gradually faded below the horizon. The *Nameless Wave-Breaker*, trailing a thick tail of pungent vinegar aroma that even the sea breeze could not disperse, steadily sailed southwestward... Toward its destination: the Qiányuán Sect Market!
At the bow, Xiaohong’s pair of amethyst dragon horns shimmered brilliantly under the sunlight and seawater. The Xuan-tier sword seal personally dotted by Patriarch Lí chénzi flickered like a homing beacon, pointing the way back to its old home.
"Hiss-neigh... (Vinegar jar! Spirit bean cakes! Wáng Liù's jerky!)" Xiaohong flicked its horse tail leisurely, its dragon snout sniffing intently at the scent in the wind, as if it could already smell the vinegar fragrance from the backyard of the Xianwei Restaurant.
Chapter 579