Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 59 - 59 59 The Girl in the Cabin

59: Chapter 59: The Girl in the Cabin 59: Chapter 59: The Girl in the Cabin The fawn was still sound asleep, sleeping very deeply.

Even the loud movements of Baili An getting up did not awaken it.

Baili An turned his head to look at the tightly closed window.

There was no light outside, but he could hear the surging waves of the sea and the sounds of seagulls not far away.

It seemed he was now in the middle of the sea.

Baili An’s heart sank, for he knew that this place must be very far from Kongcang Mountain.

The sea near Kongcang Mountain is only one.

That is the Endless Sea.

The Endless Sea, where sea demons run rampant, even Young Master Meng and others using the Spirit Sword as a boat nearly perished in the deep sea, let alone ordinary ships.

From this, it could be seen that this sea area was extremely far from Kongcang Mountain.

Baili An hurriedly pushed the door open, and the salty sea breeze blew against his face, carrying the coolness of the night.

The sea was boundless; he looked far out into the horizon where the sea and sky blended endlessly.

On the distant horizon, the deep, dark sea merged with the brilliant Star River.

A round moon hung in the night sky, its cold silvery light clearly not the crimson remnant moon of the Endless Sea.

The golden robes fluttered along with his black hair in the wild sea wind, on Baili An’s handsome and pale face was nothing but confusion.

“This silly boy has been unconscious for three days and nights, but he’s finally awake.”

A rough voice caught Baili An’s attention.

Looking over, he saw dozens of muscular men moving cargo on the deck.

They each wore a sleeveless shirt, all broad-shouldered, tall, and solid like a wall.

Perhaps due to dealing with the sea all year round, their skin was as dark as charcoal, and their faces bore the traces of tough experiences.

This group of men, though simply dressed, inadvertently exhibited a ferocious intent in their keen eyes, indicating these were no ordinary merchants.

Each bore hideous scars like centipedes across their bodies, and although they spoke in jest, their faces showed no kindness.

Baili An surveyed the ship.

The ship was fairly broad, a flat-bottomed vessel with square bow and stern.

Its vertical structure used a flat keel, enhancing longitudinal strength, while its horizontal structure used watertight bulkhead technology.

The entire ship was integrative, looking robust and highly unsinkable.

However, Baili An keenly noticed that many parts of the ship retained traces of repairs, underneath which were the remnants of axe and fire damage.

If nothing was amiss, this ship must be a sand ship owned by pirates.

The men on deck were sturdy and menacing; clearly, they were not of good sort.

How would they kindly take him in to sleep in the cabin for three days?

Even the “Bishui Shengyu” on his fingers had not been taken.

Baili An was puzzled, but his expression remained calm as he bowed slightly to the men and asked, “May I ask where this is, and why am I here?”

The leader on the deck was a one-eyed man with a huge scar splitting his forehead, slicing through his left eye all the way to the back of his ear.

In the split eyelid, a turbid whiteness could still be seen, making his appearance even more brutal and ferocious.

The man raised his cheek, his remaining eye squinting slightly as he looked at the boy standing against the wind on the second deck.

Seeing the boy’s posture neither servile nor overbearing and his calm demeanor, seemingly unaware of the ferocious aura exuding from their group, he suddenly became somewhat interested, thinking that the rich young masters he usually saw were all pus-bags.

This boy he had picked up in the vast sea was different from those pus-bags.

He grinned and said, “I’m called Feng Lie.

I’m the owner of this ship.

Three days ago, I saw you lad floating in the sea.”

Baili An earnestly said, “Thank you, sir.”

“Don’t be in a hurry to thank me,” Feng Lie waved his hand and continued, “I’m no philanthropist.

This ship isn’t some decent merchant ship; I engage in the business of robbery and murder and don’t save people.

The girl in that deepest cabin saved you.”

A girl?

Baili An could tell these men had heavy bandit airs, so they naturally wouldn’t help a distressed person casually.

But how would an ordinary girl end up mixed with a group of sea pirates?

Baili An suppressed his doubts and then asked, “May I know where this ship is heading?”

Hearing this, Feng Lie looked bizarre.

He thought to himself that he had already said he was a robber, a merchant of murder, yet this delicate-skinned young lad showed no sign of fear.

“I don’t know where it’s headed!

I’m not steering this ship.

If you want to know the destination, go ask that girl in the cabin,” Feng Lie spoke impatiently, then turned to busy himself with his cargo.

Baili An, bewildered, turned around and walked towards the depths of the cabin.

Feng Lie claimed to be the ship’s owner, yet had no idea where it was headed.

He said the girl in the cabin was steering the ship.

But how could that girl, being in the cabin, steer it?

Full of doubts, he hurried to the deep part of the cabin, only hoping to convince the girl, hoping he could change the sailing route to head towards the nearby Endless Sea.

Feng Lie had said he had been asleep for three days.

During these days, a lot could have happened within the Kongcang Mountain Realm.

The cabin corridor was dim, and amid the swaying of the sea, the sound of creaking wood echoed from all sides.

At the corridor’s end was a cabin brightly lit.

Baili An approached the door, politely tapping lightly on the frame.

No response came from inside, but after roughly three breaths, a low female voice emanated through the wooden door.

“Come in.”

Her voice was melodious and flowing, like the cold stream water of a mountain brook passing over the heart, leaving no trace.

Concerned about the situation on Kongcang Mountain, Baili An did not hesitate and pushed the door open right away.

The door was gently pushed open, and the green lamp on the desk flickered under the breeze from the door.

The setting inside was still simple,

A bed, a desk, a chair, one green lamp.

Only the scene in here was quite different from elsewhere.

Sitting alone on the chair was a fair-skinned girl in white, her delicate right hand gently propping up her cheek, her posture somewhat languid and enchanting.

In her left hand, she held a blue-covered book, her lashes slightly drooped, her clear watery eyes focused on the content of the book.

As Baili An entered, not even an eyelid was lifted.

Baili An was momentarily stunned, finding it hard to imagine that such an ethereal-tempered lady would be mingling with sea pirates.

“Is there something?” Her slender fingertips reached the edge of the page, leisurely flipping to the next chapter, her gaze under the candlelight as gentle as water, her voice undisturbed.

This overly calm demeanor momentarily left Baili An at a loss for words.

His eyes fell on the blue-covered book in her hand, which was marked with the words “Lingxu Swordsmanship.”

His interest piqued, he also noticed a Longsword wrapped in white cloth strips resting quietly on the edge of the desk, its exact appearance obscured.

So this young woman also focused on Sword Dao.

Lingxu Swordsmanship…

Although he hadn’t seen the contents of the sword manual, by its name, it sounded quite significant and powerful.

“Uh…

I heard from Feng Lie that it was you who saved me?”

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