The green light was dazzling, weaving a curtain around the boat, hiding the figures of the small boat and its passenger.
"Your Excellency, in about half an hour, we will reach the first checkpoint controlled by the sect. There, you can board a faster bone boat."
The low-rank acolyte spoke humbly.
On both banks were mist, vapor, and strangely shaped stones; there wasn't much scenery to speak of along the way.
Noland Lee thought for a moment and decided to coax some information out of the low-rank acolyte.
Deconstruction could only retrieve memory fragments from the past month; it was powerless against anything older.
Many things could only be found out by asking.
"How did you manage to construct this magical river under the watchful eyes of the Earth Vein Pillars? Didn't those mud people try to stop you?"
Noland Lee asked bluntly.
The low-rank acolyte chuckled with a hint of pride and said: