Chapter 94: Many people wanted to befriend her.

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Qin Danniang came to the railing, strained her eyes to see clearly, and after a while, hesitated and said, "It seems to be... right?"

It's too far away to see clearly.

Shen Qingluo, Zhu Shibai, and Guan Wangzhen also arrived to help identify the object.

Zhu Shibai confirmed: "It is indeed a ship."

“There are people up there.” Shen Qingluo vaguely saw a few figures on the deck.

"I think I saw some things flying around near the sails." Guan Wangzhen jumped onto the railing, leaned half his body out to look, and saw more than the others.

This time, everyone just watched from the deckside; no one left the ship, because they had already planned to turn back.

“If it’s over there, I advise you not to go,” Ji Mingran said. “There should be many demonic beasts there, and the spiritual energy fluctuations are too strong.”

The fluctuations were so intense that Ji Mingran didn't need to say anything more; the other three had already sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations transmitted from afar.

The cultivators over there are fighting with all their might.

“But what about my senior brothers and sisters…” Qin Danniang looked worried. After thinking for a moment, a resolute look flashed in her eyes. “I will go and help them.”

She moved with lightning speed, pulling out the small wooden plank she had relied on for over ten days, and mimicking Guan Wangzhen as she climbed over the railing. "Thank you for your rescue, but I'll go down first."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Guan Wangzhen scooped the person who had jumped out back up. "Looking like this, you'd probably get slaughtered by a horde of monsters halfway there!"

"No!" Qin Danniang struggled with her hands and feet like a fish caught in a trap. "Don't worry about me. If my fellow disciples are in trouble, how can I stand idly by? I must go! Their elixirs are still on me!"

"That won't do! I haven't repaid the favor from the last competition!" Guan Wangzhen grabbed her tightly. "If you die, this karma won't be settled, and you'll hinder my ascension in the future!"

“Medical practitioners should do this; it’s just a small favor, fellow Daoist, please don’t take it to heart.” Qin Danniang hurriedly pried Guan Wangzhen’s fingers away. “Let me go!”

"Is this true?" Ji Mingran's eyes widened. "There's actually such a saying?" As he spoke, he helped Guan Wangzhen restrain Qin Danniang's legs. "If I took one of your pills, wouldn't I be in debt too?"

Zhu Shibai smiled and reassured her, "Grandma, there's no need to worry. Cause and effect are not caused by actions that change one's fate, so it's not so easy to get involved."

"What!" Guan Wangzhen struggled against Qin Danniang, holding her tightly around the waist, and slowly turned his head upon hearing this: "You've been lying to me for so many years?"

Zhu Shibai smiled and said, "Uncle Qi's move was out of helplessness because he was afraid you would cause trouble outside. I was just cooperating."

"Well, you're something else!" Guan Wangzhen rolled up his sleeves, raised his fist, and pretended to pounce on Zhu Shibai.

Qin Danniang's waist loosened, and Shen Qingluo and Ji Mingran quickly caught her, preventing her from falling.

“Let’s go with you,” Ji Mingran suddenly said.

The three members of Dingsheng Sect froze and turned to her simultaneously.

This was the only time that Ji Mingran's direction was inconsistent, and she was not the type to make inconsistent decisions simply because of Qin Danniang.

Shen Qingluo asked softly, "What's wrong?"

“Something different has appeared behind us, making it even harder to deal with.” Ji Mingran described it roughly based on his intuition, “And something is chasing us from above as well.”

She sensed a faint, cloying aura emanating from the direction of the full moon.

But that aura suddenly vanished. Then, at the same time above and above, the fluctuating spiritual energy subsided somewhat.

The spiritual energy in this sea area is mostly due to the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, the fluctuations of demonic beasts and cultivators. At this moment, the celestial phenomena are normal, but the fluctuations of spiritual energy have decreased. Is this due to changes in demonic beasts or changes in cultivators?

It would be better to go to a place where spiritual energy is disordered.

"Alright, let's set off now." Zhu Shibai returned to the helm and turned the ship around.

This time, Ji Mingran and Shen Qingluo no longer flew ahead to clear the way. Instead, they stood on the deck with Guan Wangzhen and Qin Danniang, looking out at the sea and paying close attention to the changes around them.

With the wind at its back, the cargo ship was moving at an extremely fast speed. In just a quarter of an hour, the once distant full moon seemed to be right in front of them.

The small cargo ship stopped.

There is no road ahead.

Black heads crowded the sea surface, and when they heard the sound of cargo ships paddling, the sirens on the outer edge turned their heads one by one.

The eyes, as large as copper bells, emitted an eerie blue light, flashing and illuminating the pitch-black sea.

It was spectacular, like fireflies.

The sirens in this channel were knocked around and sent flying in all directions, which just happened to clear a small channel for the cargo ship.

Retracting the exclamation that was about to escape his lips, Ji Mingran cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Thank you, fellow Daoist over there!"

The sailboat, which had plunged into the sea, suddenly jerked its bow back out of the water using some unknown method. Several cultivators rose with the bow, squealing and shouting.

"Holy crap, what's going on here?"

"We finally got rid of the sea demons, but now there are so many evil beasts here. What kind of place is this?"

"Where did my two senior brothers go? Has anyone seen them?"

"They're both very resilient, they'll be fine, don't panic."

Judging from what they said, they must have been chased by demons in the sky and wandered into this place in a panic.

In their panic, the group talked amongst themselves, not paying any attention to Ji Mingran's greeting, when a voice came from under the bow of the ship.

"Step back a bit, don't you know how heavy you are!"

It was the cultivator who lifted the bow of the boat.

The cultivators who were speaking at the bow of the boat retreated, and the bow was then lifted up slightly.

Then another person strode quickly from the cabin to the bow of the ship: "I say, the rudder is completely broken."

The bow of the ship pressed down several inches.

"Hey, Shao Qing, get out of the way!" the cultivator holding up the bow of the ship shouted with difficulty.

The cultivator who stepped onto the bow ignored everything and rushed to the bow. Just as he was about to look down, he noticed the small cargo ship opposite. The elegant cultivator and Ji Mingran stared at each other wide-eyed.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, what a coincidence!" Shao Qing immediately called out to Fu Daolan below, "Look, it's Fellow Daoist Ji! What are you still doing holding up the bottom of the boat? Hasn't it already been lifted out of the water?"

Fu Daolan was startled. He looked up and, seeing that it was Ji Mingran, exclaimed with delight, "Oh my, it's little sister Mingran!"

Ji Mingran held his hands up to his cheeks and swayed them from side to side, smiling as he said, "What a coincidence!"

"Let's clean up here first, then we'll talk!" Fu Daolan lowered the bow of the boat and plunged into the water.

There was indeed no time for pleasantries; the sirens that had been pushed apart regrouped.

Music drifted across the sea, and Shao Qingshang had already raised his flute and was playing.

Zhu Shibai walked over: "Where do we go next?"

Ji Mingran gazed at the bright moon: "Keep moving forward, the things behind us are still chasing us."

The five gazed at the sea teeming with sea monsters, and at the white rhinoceros spirit boat and the treasure spirit boat, which were stopped in the distance because the cultivators were engaged in a fierce battle with the sea beasts.

“This is too much.” Guan Wangzhen climbed over the railing and stretched his body. “Let’s go, let’s finish this quickly.”

Shen Qingluo nodded, and the two of them instantly left the ship to join the battle against the sea monster.

This time, Shen Qingluo and Guan Wangzhen were responsible for clearing the way, Zhu Shibai was responsible for sailing the boat, and Ji Mingran was responsible for guarding the boat.

Ji Mingran summoned the Vajra Formation to cover the ship and said to Qin Danniang, "Wait a moment, we'll go over there later, and you can meet up with your fellow disciples along the way."

"Mingran! Mingran! Mingran!" A delicate voice came from afar.

Ji Mingran glanced sideways. Who called her?

A pink shadow swept away four or five sirens with a wave of her hand, and the group of female cultivators in pink waved excitedly, "You've come!"

"Ah, Shi Jinle, you're here too." Ji Mingran raised a hand and waved it in response.

Shi Jinle smiled broadly at the alluring male cultivator beside her and said, "Your lover has a good eye; this place is indeed very auspicious!"

Abandoning her fellow disciples who had slain the sea monster, Shi Jinle flashed a few times and gracefully sat down on the cargo ship's railing, chatting with Ji Mingran: "We've been here for quite a few days, and we hadn't seen you for a while. We were worried that you might not have come."

Just as Ji Mingran was about to speak, a siren bared its fangs and roared as it pounced.

"Hey! We were talking!" Shi Jinle blew it off with a fan, but more sea monsters rushed forward.

Shi Jinle flipped her gauze fan, and a gust of wind rose up, sweeping away the group of sea monsters.

Ji Mingran watched as the siren circled around him again.

They almost all clung to Shi Jinle relentlessly, their target not being themselves.

Smelling the increasingly strong smell of blood on the sea, Ji Mingran turned his head and reminded him, "It should be the smell of blood on you."

"Really? No wonder there are more and more sea monsters gathering here. Looks like I'll have to kill them all before I can have a proper chat with you." Shi Jinle pouted, glancing at a sword cultivator who had come from not far away, his face showing displeasure. "These people, so slow, when are we going to kill them all?"

"I'll finish this as soon as possible." Shi Jinle leaped up and jumped into the group of sword cultivators who were surrounded, slashing down with her fan. "Get out of the way, you useless things! Let me handle this!"

Most of the sea monsters that had been surrounding him were driven away by Shi Jinle's fan. Mu Huanhui breathed a sigh of relief, flew back to Meng Yingyang on his sword, and cast an angry glance at the figures on the raft in the distance. He gritted his teeth and said, "Well, these people really didn't lend a hand at all. Even the other participating disciples who came later joined in to kill the sea monsters, but they just stood there. What use are they!"

"Instead of relying on others, we should rely on ourselves." Meng Yingyang subtly withdrew his gaze from Ji Mingran and said absentmindedly, "The other participating disciples have also arrived. If we can hold out a little longer, we can break through this impasse."

Just as Mu Huanhui said, the Nameless Sect did not approach or retreat a single step from beginning to end. They simply stood there, coldly watching them being surrounded by sea monsters for a full half hour.

Two of them swayed slightly due to the surging, piercing cries of the siren.

Only the black-robed cultivator, after using a move to repel the enormous sea beast covered in eyeballs, remained completely still as if in deep meditation. He stood there quietly, seemingly one with the night outside the full moon, unmoved by anything in heaven and earth.

Now that many cultivators have joined, the pressure on Hongqi Sect has been greatly reduced, and Meng Yingyang no longer believes that the Nameless Sect will lend a helping hand.

Mu Huanhui continued to complain, while Meng Yingyang listened absentmindedly, recalling the image of the young girl leaning leisurely against the railing, exchanging indifferent greetings with the cultivators on various boats.

Many people wanted to befriend her, but she didn't seem to care about them. Meng Yingyang thought to himself.

Perhaps because of Mu Huanhui's words, he suddenly turned to look at Bumingzong.

For a moment, Meng Yingyang thought he was seeing things.

The black-robed cultivator, who looked like a stone sculpture, suddenly moved.

Author's note: Sorry, I'm a little later than the scheduled time.