A few days later, Mo Hua boarded the Cloud Ferry. This Cloud Ferry was smaller and more austere than the one Mo Hua had seen before, which his Junior Brother and Junior Sister had taken. However, it still carried an impressive aura. As the Cloud Ferry took off, it stirred layers of clouds into a magnificent spectacle. In about three months, the Cloud Ferry would enter Qian State. Mo Hua also needed to arrive at Qian Taoist Sect, located within the fifth-class Qianxue State Boundary of Qian State more than five months later, or before September, to try to gain entry into the sect. The Cloud Ferry floated in the sky, flying amidst the clouds. Although it is referred to as "flying," it wasn’t really "flying," at least not in the same way that cultivators fly through the skies. Above in the sky, there are oceans of clouds, within which flow veins of clouds, and within these veins, there are currents. These currents form fierce winds that surge tumultuously among the clouds of Nine State before all converging in Xun State. The Cloud Ferry utilizes these air currents within the cloud veins to travel between state boundaries. At first, Mo Hua found this all very novel, but after a few days, once the novelty wore off, he started to feel bored. Aboard the Cloud Ferry, each cultivator had their own guest room. The guest room was small, meant for cultivators to practice and rest. Mo Hua spent most of his time in his own small guest room, quietly cultivating and studying formations. Being alone, to avoid trouble, he seldom went out. He only ventured out when it was time to eat. The Cloud Ferry had a large cabin, where various items were for sale. There were all kinds of meals, but they were expensive. Although Mo Hua could afford them, he wouldn’t eat there often, only occasionally indulging a craving. He wasn’t short of Spirit Stones, but he understood that when traveling, it was best to economize. After all, there would be plenty of places to spend Spirit Stones once he reached Qian State. Within the large cabin, cultivators could also rent stalls to sell local specialties and various types of Spiritual Artifacts, Pills, Formations, and so on. Mo Hua occasionally browsed around, broadening his horizons. It was his first time seeing various kinds of Spiritual Artifacts. There were Mother-Child Blades, long spears, long halberds, flying needles, Pear Blossom Needles, Red Silk, iron chains, and so forth... Among these, the most expensive were swords. The sword was known as the king of a hundred Taoist tools. Practices involving Sword Weapons, Taoist Skills, and Artifact Refining were numerous and profound. Even Sword Cultivators were distinguished from Spiritual Cultivators and Body Cultivation practitioners and were specifically referred to as "Sword Cultivators." Many cultivators had a passion for practicing swordsmanship. However, Sword Cultivators value both their cultivation techniques and swordsmanship. The method of refining Sword Weapons is a closely guarded secret, heavily relying on inheritance and deep foundations. Therefore, around Big Black Mountain, there were hardly any cultivators who used swords. The cultivators near Big Black Mountain mostly used blades. Even those who did use swords, in fact, treated "swords" as "blades." They used swords as typical Spiritual Artifacts for slashing, and could not be considered true "Sword Cultivators." The only Sword Cultivator Mo Hua had ever seen should be Zhang Lan. His extremely heavy ancient sword had a simple pine pattern, and just by holding it, Mo Hua could tell it was cumbersome, indicating it was very valuable. Furthermore, there were said to be different types of Sword Cultivators. Some Body Cultivators used swords for close combat, where the Sword Qi blended with their Strength and could split mountains and seas. There were also Spiritual Cultivators who wielded swords from a distance, controlling them with Divine Sense to kill enemies from a thousand miles away... But Mo Hua had never seen any of this with his own eyes, so he wasn’t sure if it was true. "Sword Cultivator..." Mo Hua had also thought before that with his strong Divine Sense, if he were to practice the "Sword Control Technique," he could command thousands of flying swords with a mere thought, forming a rain of swords. Wouldn’t that be both cool and powerful? But after seeing the prices of Sword Weapons at the Cloud Ferry stalls, he silently dismissed this unrealistic idea. Spirit Swords were too expensive! Even a random Spirit Sword would cost seven or eight thousand Spirit Stones. Slightly better ones would cost tens of thousands. These Sword Weapons were prone to wear and tear. If they broke, he would have to buy new ones all over again. Not like those from noble clans and major sects, where top-quality Spirit Swords were ancestral, made from precious materials, durable, constantly maintained, one with the wielder, and astonishingly powerful when used. Mo Hua sighed. Experience more tales on freewebnovel Forget it, he might as well stick to studying his own formations... Swordsmanship was something he needn’t bother learning. It was beyond his reach... In the large cabin of the Cloud Ferry, aside from food and Spiritual Artifacts, there were also various Pills and Formations. As for Pills, Mo Hua didn’t pay them much attention. Old Mr. Feng, fearing Mo Hua would have some mishaps, had prepared quite a few for him, including both first-grade and second-grade Pills. These second-grade Pills were made by a second-grade senior Alchemist at the request of Old Mr. Feng. They included Spirit Revitalizing, Detoxification, and Avoiding Epidemic. What interested Mo Hua the most were the Formations. But this turned out to be greatly disappointing. Most of the stall owners were first-grade Formation Masters, with very few second-grades. Even when occasionally a cultivator was selling a second-grade Formation Diagram, the price was exorbitantly high and not considered rare. It was not a good deal. Rather than spending Spirit Stones on these Formation Diagrams, it was better to try his luck at pondering the Five Elements Formation Flow Map, deciphering the Five Elements Source Patterns, or randomly drawing a Five Elements Formation... Moreover, Mo Hua saw cultivators of various kinds. The Cloud Ferry passed through Li State, Kun State, Dui State, Qian State, and finally arrived at Kan State. Cultivators from these states would appear on the Cloud Ferry, bustling about, with their diverse clothing and dissimilar Cultivation Techniques and Spiritual Roots. These wandering cultivators had different customs, appearances, and behavioral habits. There were even some with Spiritual Root attributes Mo Hua had never seen before. Although he was curious, he did not converse with anyone. He feared there were bad people who might harbor ill intentions towards him. After all, you can’t judge a person’s heart by their appearance. As a lone, minor cultivator out in the world, it was wiser to be cautious. Along the way, some cultivators noticed Mo Hua was young and approached him with a false smile: "What a cute little brother..." "Little brother, are you traveling alone?" Afterward, they would either say, "I have an opportunity..."