The red Flying Boat flew in the high skies for just a quarter of an hour before crossing densely populated towns and appearing above the overlapping mountain ranges.
"Brother Tian, Brother Zhao, ahead is our Artifact Sect."
At the bow, dressed in a black Taoist robe, Qiu Ling pointed straight ahead towards a red gourd.
In the distance within the clouds, a massive red gourd hovered upside down high in the sky, its mouth facing several mountain peaks below.
"That red gourd was a Magical Treasure used by our founding master during his lifetime, later repurposed as the Mountain Protection Array. If any enemy charges into our Artifact Sect, even Foundation Establishment experts will be slain by the Gang Qi spewed from the gourd.
Sadly, the sect's Spirit Stone reserves are insufficient; we can't afford to maintain the gourd anymore. Nowadays, this red gourd has merely become a decoration in our sect."
As Qiu Ling spoke, she steered the Flying Boat towards a slope below.
