Without the directions of the Old Daoist pointing out where the Flying Boat Immortal Market was, Zhang Yan did not concern himself. At most, it would require a bit more effort.
After flying a hundred or so miles away, he waved his sleeve, and from his Sleeve Bag emerged a piece of talisman paper. It floated lightly three feet before him. Joining his fingers, he traced a talisman pattern upon it, then struck it with his hand, speaking aloud: "Search!"
The talisman paper, having received the Command, ignited without flame. It first spiraled in circles before drifting toward the northwest, automatically seeking the area where the Golden Jade Spiritual Energy was most abundant. Zhang Yan followed behind it, stepping upon the clouds. When one talisman paper burned out, he would take out another.
