The ship sailed on the sea for several days.

During this time, Yang Xiaoyun had already mastered the Star Shifting techniques.

Unable to resist the itch in her hands, she always wanted to find someone to try her moves on.

Meanwhile, Little Situ and Wei Ziyi had basically mastered the First Level of the Yixuan Divine Skill.

This surprised Yang Xiaoyun greatly, as the aptitude of these two was no less than hers.

Back when she mastered the First Level, it was on the way back to Luoxia City from the Yu Family’s land, and it took quite a bit of effort to succeed.

Little Situ and Wei Ziyi reached this level in such a short time.

This earned Yang Xiaoyun’s admiration.

Su Mo then laughed and said:

"The reason they progress quickly is that their current martial arts are higher than yours were at that time.

"Besides, with us by their side, we can correct them at any moment.

"This saves them from many detours.

"If they weren’t fast, that would be strange."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyun found it reasonable.

Then she enthusiastically continued her practice.

If they followed this routine, they might continue practicing until they reached the Martial God Temple.

However, they did not expect a small accident during an occasional stopover.

This stopover was not on an island with a town.

But on a deserted island.

Along the journey, Su Mo entrusted most matters, big or small, to Song Yuanlong, letting him handle them at his discretion.

Stopping at a deserted island was because, according to the map, there might be no more islands to dock before reaching the Martial God Temple.

The road ahead was perilously unpredictable, so it was only wise to prepare adequately.

After all, more than three hundred large ships were no negligible number.

People eat, horses chew, and the first requirement in marching is supplies.

Without enough supplies, everything would be in vain.

Therefore, Song Yuanlong practically stopped at every island. If there were people, they would go ashore to buy things and replenish supplies; if not, they would hunt some game or gather fresh water.

Of course, it wasn’t necessary for everyone to act together.

Otherwise, the more than three hundred ships’ worth of disciples would flood the island, possibly leaving it bare.

This time, those who went ashore were the Nanhai experts who were already restless from the boredom on board.

Led by Mingyue Taoist, Lei Zhenming, and others, there was no worry about any problems.

Unexpectedly, they waited for three hours.

These hundred-plus individuals went and did not return.

It’s not just a matter of hearing a splash if over a hundred people were tossed into the water.

How could there be not the slightest sound?

Song Yuanlong hesitated and consulted with Shi Shengtian, Zhang Quan, Gu Qingsong, Wang Shuai, and the Sihai Dragon Heads for a strategy.

Should they send someone else to look, or report directly to Su Mo?

Ultimately, everyone agreed to avoid disturbing Su Mo and the ladies in their seclusion for now.

They decided to send another party, with Gu Qingsong leading five hundred men to the island for safety’s sake.

Shi Shengtian accompanied to stabilize the situation.

If any discord arose, they were to use the signal arrow as a cue to pour out and besiege the enemy.

Yet, this group was gone for another two hours.

No signal arrow nor any report came back.

After half an hour with no news, Song Yuanlong and others could no longer restrain themselves and reluctantly approached Su Mo.

They explained the situation clearly.

Song Yuanlong then kneeled on one knee:

"Chief, due to my failure to report in time, the Li Clan brothers and the Nanhai heroes might be in jeopardy. I ask the Chief to impose punishment."

Su Mo chuckled, waved his hand:

"It’s only been a few days, and you’ve already picked up the Dragon King Hall’s habits?

"Get up.

"Previously, I instructed you that during the voyage, all matters on the ship are for you to manage.

"You behaved properly; what need is there for punishment?"

The initial Nanhai experts went ashore under normal procedure.

Their prolonged absence was indeed strange; sending five times more people afterward, with battle-hardened Gu Qingsong and Nanhai Martial Elder Shi Shengtian leading them.

Logically, regardless of the island’s mysteries, there should be a trace by now.

The measures taken were reasonable.

After all, one cannot rush to the Chief, the Hall Master, or the Young Alliance Leader for every issue...

They’re not children to run to their parents at the slightest setback.

How does that make sense?

Su Mo may be resilient, but even he can’t withstand such constant disturbances.

It was only after these five hundred also failed to make any sound that they approached Su Mo.

This demonstrated they had tried their best without success, abstaining from sending more people and stopping the loss in time was actually a commendable crisis response.

Of course, there was no time to dwell on this anymore.

Su Mo, Yang Xiaoyun, Wei Ziyi, and Little Situ came out of the room.

They headed to the deck and gazed at the island.

The island appeared ordinary, with nothing much to remark upon.

The weather had turned to autumn, and the island’s dense forest, with its wilting leaves, presented a unique view.

The Sihai Dragon Heads, Zhang Quan, Wang Shuai, and others were present.

As soon as Su Mo appeared, Wang Shuai immediately kneeled on one knee:

"Hall Master, please permit me to lead a thousand disciples ashore to rescue Commander Gu!"

"Don’t rush."

Su Mo subtly waved his hand: "There might be Mystical elements on this island, and having more people may not be beneficial. If you get trapped too, we have no one skilled in strategic deployment. You stay here to reinforce and organize formations, focusing on defense."

"...Yes, I accept your orders!"

Though unwilling, Wang Shuai had no choice but to comply once Su Mo issued the command.

After speaking, he couldn’t resist asking: