Flying Ship

The warehouse was ten thousand square metres and had fifty-three ships.

At a glance, the ships closest to the door were level three, level four ships in the middle and level five at the very back.

There were no level six or higher ships in the warehouse.

"I don't see level six ships." Lin Xiang stated, and the guide nodded in understanding.

However, before he could say anything, an arrogant voice came from behind them.

"Where did this bumpkin come from?" The voice said.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuan, Lin Xiang and the shopping attendant turned around.

The voice belonged to a male cultivator.

From his bone age, the person was one hundred and twenty-six years old, but his cultivation was already at the peak of the golden core realm.

'As expected of Tianqi continent natives.' Lin Xiang thought, and a trace of envy flashed in her eyes.

Around the male cultivator were three female cultivators and another male cultivator.