The Rich Cultivator-Chapter 367 - 366. Maiden Voyage

Tyler’s White Pearl was finally ready for its maiden journey.

His crew had already boarded the ship, excitement and awe lighting up their faces. The moment the gangplank was secured, Lily and the other girls couldn’t wait any longer — they dashed inside to explore the new marvel that Tyler had prepared for them.

The interior was far beyond their expectations.

There were countless small cabins lining the corridors, each designed with efficiency and comfort in mind. Every cabin was enhanced with Spatial Expansion Arrays — a luxury rarely seen even on the grandest of noble vessels. Maintaining a single array normally demanded an absurd amount of Prana Stones, but with Copper Pot, Tyler had managed to embed hundreds throughout the ship.

The girls soon discovered that each of them had a private room. From the outside, the doors looked simple and ordinary, but stepping through them revealed something magical: each room expanded into a luxurious suite, complete with fine furniture, enchanting lighting, and even small gardens or reading nooks. It felt more like walking into a small villa than a ship’s cabin.

However, one particular room caught their attention — a room Tyler had specifically mentioned.

According to him, this room was the reason he couldn’t store the White Pearl in a traditional storage device. Curiosity burning, Lily, Mathilda, Mana, Darla, Hawk, and Isha gathered before the mysterious door. Darla reached out and twisted the knob.

At first glance, it was underwhelming — a plain, ordinary cabin, with no spatial fluctuation at all.

Confused but determined, the group stepped inside.

The moment they did, the door shut itself behind them. A dizzying sensation overtook them, and instead of finding themselves in a cramped cabin, they suddenly stood in a vast open world — a full pocket dimension hidden within the ship!

Above them stretched a wide sky with floating islands. Birds of countless colors soared through the clouds. Lush fields rolled into distant hills, and forests whispered with life. Beautiful animals, some even from extinct or rare species, wandered freely. Streams of crystal-clear water flowed through the land, and beyond, quaint buildings peeked out of the forests.

Lily’s sharp mind immediately pieced it together — Tyler installed a copy of the pocket dimension in the ship. He also bought many wild animals, beasts and many things to make the environment lively.

"It’s a ship..." Darla whispered in amazement, "...with a whole world inside."

They wandered further in awe, taking in the scene.

In the middle of this small world stood several buildings — houses, workshops, storage facilities — all seemingly transported here through miniature versions that expanded upon placement.

"Tyler probably used those miniaturized houses, facilities and transplanted them here," Mathilda muttered, her eyes gleaming as she surveyed the scenery.

However, Mathilda’s attention quickly shifted elsewhere. Her gaze locked onto a group of workers tending the fields and buildings — and all of them were beautiful young women. She drooled slightly, her cheeks flushing.

"Control yourself," Darla said flatly, pulling Mathilda by the collar before she could rush over to introduce herself as their ’Big Sister.’

Meanwhile, Hawk quietly made her way toward one of the larger facilities. Inside, a highly guarded vault stood at the heart of the building. Hawk approached, her heart pounding with hope.

The vault doors slid open with a hiss of compressed mana, and from the misty interior, a familiar figure emerged.

"GG...!" Hawk cried out, rushing forward to embrace her.

GG smiled faintly. Though her cheerful demeanor remained, there was a subtle sadness about her. The guilt of her past betrayal weighed heavily on her, but Hawk didn’t mind. If Serena, their leader, had forgiven her, Hawk saw no reason to hold grudges.

"I’m so glad you’re okay, I mean Tyler didn’t even show mercy on you in the bed." Hawk said, squeezing her tightly.

GG blushed in shame, it was her self request to Tyler to ’punish’ her in the bed. But before she could respond, a soft shimmer appeared nearby. A projection materialized, revealing another familiar figure — Serena, the digitalized consciousness appeared.

"Huh? Sister Serena!, You can project yourself here too?" Hawk asked, eyes wide with surprise.

"Yes," Serena said with a nod. "I built a localized network within the pocket dimension, linked directly to the ship’s systems. I can appear anywhere aboard the White Pearl now."

"That’s great! You won’t be stuck here like a lonely ghost!" Hawk cheered, visibly relieved.

Serena’s smile softened, though a trace of melancholy remained.

"True. But..." she added, "it’s sad you’re not joining the journey."

"I want to stay behind and help manage the Elite Academy of Magic and Technology," Hawk said with a proud smile. "And Isha is helping oversee some of Tyler’s business ventures. Someone has to hold the fort here, right?"

Serena nodded approvingly but quickly said mercilessly, "Still, don’t slack off. Who knows? This voyage might take fifty years... maybe even a hundred. Immortals have been searching for Eternity for millennia. If you don’t train hard, you’ll greet us back with nothing but old bones."

Hawk’s mouth twitched at the brutal honesty. Typical Serena — digitalized or not, her tongue hadn’t dulled one bit.

Back in the central gardens, Mathilda was already causing trouble.

Having approached the blushing workers — all rescued slaves Tyler had purchased from the devastated zones of the Abyss Breakout — Mathilda wasted no time declaring herself their ’Big Sister.’ Some of the girls, still shy and recovering from trauma, blushed even harder under her playful flirting.

"These poor souls..." Darla sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "And here I thought Mathilda might behave."

Mathilda, completely unbothered, continued counting heads.

"Dyamn Tyler, He didn’t even tell me about buying Girls. There are girls from different races. There must be... what? At least 2,500 girls here!" she said, her eyes gleaming like a child at a candy store.

Then, a sudden thought struck her.

"Wait... are they breeding stock?" she muttered under her breath, scandalized.

Darla smacked the back of her head lightly.

"This is exactly why Captain Tyler didn’t tell you," she said sternly.

Suddenly a Screens appeared on the on every building.

"Crew Girls , Come to the deck. We are about to set off." Tyler said.

Lily and others quickly left the pocket dimension.

Hawk and Isha left the Ship before kissing Tyler. Though Isha also shared a kiss with Mathilda who shamelessly asked for one. As for Hawk, she made everyone suprise, she kissed GG before flying away in Hoverboard with Isha. GG was also too shocked and became speechless. Serena just smiled at them. Though Isha also look reclulant she was trained to take care of the buisness. She even studied in an academy just for that.

Hawk and Isha held a Champagne Bottle together.

The champagne bottle smashed against a ship’s hull.

The Arrays in the ship began to activate.

The Giant White Pearl began to move.

The Journey Begins.

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As the White Pearl gracefully cut through the waters, its journey toward the mysterious North officially began.

Far away from the bustling ports of the Ixalaria Continent, deep in the open sea, an eerie sight unfolded. A lone figure sat cross-legged atop the still waters. Around him, the ocean seemed to have frozen in time. Waves that would have otherwise danced with the wind halted, forming an unnatural calmness in the area. Even the mighty sea monsters lurking beneath and the ferocious sky beasts soaring above dared not approach the man. They sensed an overwhelming danger — a suffocating pressure that blanketed the vast sea for miles.

He was like a god reigning over the waters.

The man wore a simple green robe, its fabric fluttering gently despite the absence of wind. His aura pulsed with restrained power, causing the very fabric of the world around him to tremble. Even seasoned immortal practitioners — individuals who stood at the peak of power — instinctively avoided his presence, choosing to detour rather than risk incurring his wrath.

This man was Feng Feiyan, a terrifying existence just half a step away from reaching the legendary Celestial Immortal realm. His cultivation base was vast and ancient, transcending the comprehension of most mortals and even immortals alike.

Yet he was not here without purpose. His serene posture belied the turbulent killing intent raging within his heart.

Feng Feiyan had crossed the boundary between worlds for one simple reason — to kill Tyler White.

In his mind, the scene replayed over and over — the moment he, an all-powerful immortal, had been stomped into the dirt by a man stripped of cultivation, reduced to the state of a mere mortal. For mortals, it might have been years ago. For an immortal like Feng Feiyan, who lived timelessly, it felt like it had happened only yesterday.

The humiliation festered like an open wound.

Due to the Ban, he decided not to take any chances. He waited patiently, silently, knowing the information that Tyler is preparing for his new journey — setting sail northward.

"Heh... a new journey, is it?" Feng Feiyan’s voice broke the silence, rough like gravel against stone. His eyes, closed in meditation, slowly opened, revealing a pair of eyes that glowed faintly with greenish light. "This will be your last journey, Tyler White."

Tyler White’s First Trial on the path to the North had already been set in stone.

It’s an Immortal.

How would he face such an enemy?