Chapter 95 Boarding the Ship: The Only Person She Greeted Actively
"Watch out!" Mu Huanhui shouted.
Meng Yingyang snapped out of his daze, dodging the swarms of sea monsters attacking from the left and right. He swept his sword down, slicing through four more monsters that leaped up from the seabed. With a shrill scream, the heavily wounded sea monsters fell back into the sea.
A strong gust of wind swept from behind. Meng Yingyang turned around, and a cyan shadow, as fast as lightning, had already flashed in front of him. He barely managed to raise his sword to meet the attack when the force of the impact sent him flying thousands of meters away.
A sharp pain seeped into his lungs from his back. Meng Yingyang's gaze turned cold and stern as he stared at the giant sea monster before him.
A giant sea monster with black fangs and a blue face, over ten zhang tall, grinned at him. Its enormous size made the other sea monsters around it look like tiny, cubs.
This one is the Sea King.
It must have been lying in wait for a long time, waiting for the moment when I was distracted to launch a surprise attack.
The gleaming blade trembled slightly. Meng Yingyang took a deep breath and clenched his exhausted fingers.
In an instant, Mu Huanhui was surrounded by layers upon layers of sea monsters, unable to escape and help them. He had to rely on himself.
Meng gripped the sword tightly in his palm, rotating the blade to push away the giant sea monster in front of him with the sharp edge and the subtle sword intent.
The Siren King, his face covered in blood, fearlessly charged at the sword in front of him, his fangs bared.
A tremendous force came from the other end of the sword. Meng Yingyang's eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth to resist.
The Siren King still had his mouth wide open, the sword blade stuck between his upper and lower jaws, resulting in a stalemate.
With only a thin blade blocking their path, the human and the demon stood very close together, and a sweet, rotten smell suddenly filled the air around them.
Meng Yingyang suddenly felt five-tenths of his strength disappear.
A sleeping potion? Startled, his hand holding the sword began to tremble.
Taking advantage of the situation, the long, black fangs pressed forward, reaching straight for the throat.
Meng Yingyang struggled to resist, but his body was exhausted and his head was starting to feel heavy.
The fingers gripping the sword hilt slowly loosened, and the heavy consciousness was captured by the Siren King, rendering the spiritual power unusable.
The long teeth had pierced the skin of the throat and bit down to the blood vessels.
Meng Yingyang was disappointed. Was this all he could go?
With the prey within easy reach, the Siren King's dark red eyes gleamed with wild joy, and his lips curled into a wide grin.
Meng Yingyang sighed, feeling utterly disheartened, and had no choice but to give up. The sect's jade pendant attached to the sword hilt floated up, about to take him away from the secret realm.
At that moment, a drop of blood slid down from the top of the Siren King's head.
The Siren King was oblivious, his murky gray-green eyes filled with excitement, and his mouth stretched wide to behind his ears.
Blood dripped onto the sword's edge, and a slit appeared right in the middle of the hideous face.
The gap widened instantly, and the Siren King was separated in two.
It was neatly cut in half from head to tail, and died without ever knowing it.
The corpse was completely separated and slowly fell to both sides, revealing the cultivator behind it.
The longsword shrank and was tied to her waist. The girl, who had been looking down, raised her eyes and glanced back. Her black and white pupils were cold and indifferent.
Sea, bright moon, her and him.
Meng Yingyang was stunned, suddenly realizing that he was still undergoing the trial of his inner demons.
But the sect's jade pendant, which floated faintly, reminded him that this was reality.
In that instant, Meng Yingyang finally understood the truth buried deep in his heart.
His inner demon is her; she is far more powerful than him.
Splash! The Siren King's corpse crashed into the sea.
The girl blinked, her eyes clear and bright, the previous grayness seeming like nothing more than a projection of a dark sea.
She took a light breath, and golden light rose up, but the person had vanished.
Meng Yingyang immediately flew out of the giant cave in the spirit boat on his sword and chased after the direction he had wanted to go from the beginning.
He was determined to take this opportunity to express his gratitude and have a proper conversation with her.
Meng Yingyang flew so fast on his sword that it became a blur as he looked ahead with great eagerness. Just as his gaze fell upon the cargo ship, his speeding sword suddenly came to a halt.
Beside the small cargo ship, three rafts swayed gently, while a tall, black-robed cultivator stood with his head held high, seemingly waiting or searching for something.
Golden light rose and fell from the edge of the cargo ship's hull, revealing the figure of a simple gray-robed girl. As she turned around, her gaze met that of the black-robed cultivator who had lifted his veil.
Meng Yingyang once believed that Ji Mingran treated all the cultivators she knew the same way. Just like when she met several cultivators again, she would just lean lazily against the railing, greet them with a smile, but her feet would not move.
Now, the girl's dark eyes suddenly shone with light, and her smile was bright and radiant.
Regardless of the danger of falling into the ship, she hurried forward, leaning most of her body over the edge of the railing and reaching out to the black-robed cultivator below.
This was the only time she took the initiative, even bending down to greet the person who came.
Although they were far apart, Meng Yingyang could see clearly. She smiled and said:
"Yu Tianxing".
Meng Yingyang felt an impact from a force dozens of times greater than that of the sea monster king, and his whole body trembled.
It was him, it really was him. Yu Tianxing.
Why is he here? Wasn't he dead?
She's here, so why is he here too?
The scene of meeting Ji Mingran in Minghua County flashed into my mind instantly.
She waited by the corner of the wall, and later he took her away.
So that's how it is.
Yes, she's here, so he's here too; everything makes sense.
Meng Yingyang's eyes were filled with turbulent emotions. He tried his best to let the shock wash over his mind and ignore the bitterness and jealousy rising in his heart.
However, Meng Yingyang frowned deeply.
Does Master know about how the two of them met?
......
The battle between the cultivators and the sea monsters around them seemed to be isolated and blocked, and the area near the cargo ship was surprisingly quiet and peaceful.
Ji Mingran was still trying to reach out to him.
"Where did you go just now?" Yu Tianxing looked up at her with gentle eyes, reached out his hand, and asked softly, "I just came over and didn't see you."
“I just happened to see a giant siren crash into someone and it was gone in a flash.” Ji Mingran shook his arm, trying to grab Yu Tianxing’s raised hand. “So I went and killed it.”
Who is it?
"I don't know." Ji Mingran thought for a moment, then recalled, and said, "I didn't notice."
She was originally responsible for guarding the ship, but when she happened to see the Siren King, she had a sudden idea and took the liberty of killing him.
Unexpectedly, the sea monster's head was unusually soft. No wonder its long hair was flowing; it was used to block fatal points. She killed it quickly and returned as soon as she was done.
When I got back, I saw Yu Tianxing waiting by the cargo ship.
Wow! To my surprise, he took the initiative to come to her.
"Are they coming to our ship?" Ji Mingran asked again.
Her well-defined fingers reached up to her fair, delicate hand, interlocking as if giving a high five. Yu Tianxing's lips curved into a smile. "Yes."
......
The three members of the Unnamed Sect boarded the ship, and the raft was also brought onto the deck.
Ji Xingyang directed the puppets to be placed in the corner, glanced at the stacked rafts, and counted them again: "Huh, why is there an extra raft?"
He crouched down to examine it closely: "Wait, this was here all along. But wait, this is definitely the raft we brought, so how come our raft is here? I was wondering why our raft was missing."
Ji Mingran carefully examined Yu Tianxing's condition and asked to confirm, "Is your injury from last time really not serious?"
"Much better," Yu Tianxing said softly.
After thinking it over, Ji Mingran said, "The wound has just healed, so we need to be careful. It's easy to get wet on a raft, so it's definitely better to come on our boat. But I need to ask my companions for their opinions. Please wait a moment."
Qin Danniang naturally had no objections.
Picking up the sect's jade token, Ji Mingran relayed the message and sought the opinions of his companions.
Having cleared a path for the ship to navigate, Guan Wangzhen and Shen Qingluo immediately fought their way back to the ship from the sea monsters.
Seeing that Ji Mingran was chatting familiarly with the newcomer, the two breathed a sigh of relief; it wasn't coercion.
Guan Wangzhen glanced at the blond-haired man squatting in front of the raft, feeling he looked vaguely familiar, but couldn't quite place him. He asked, "Who are they?"
"Who?" Zhu Shibai, busy steering the cargo ship, poked half his head out and glanced at Ji Mingran and the black-robed cultivator in front of him. His gaze then shifted to another slightly shorter black-robed cultivator and the tuft of yellow hair on his head. "Oh, the Nameless Sect."
Zhu Shibai nodded, then pulled his head back and continued to focus on sailing.
“The Unnamed Sect?” Guan Wangzhen suddenly remembered. “How come she’s become so familiar with them again?”
"You didn't know?" Shen Qingluo paused. "That's right. When we were slaying demons in the Forest of All Beings, you weren't there. Only Shibai and I were there."
"What? What happened? What did I miss?" Guan Wangzhen anxiously dragged Shen Qingluo aside, exchanging information.
A faint murmur drifted from the corner.
"So she tacitly agreed! She tacitly agreed to be called 'Mother'! Let me tell you... At first, she even accused me of being the one who was called 'Mother,' but actually she..." Guan Wangzhen pulled Shen Qingluo aside and squatted at the stern of the boat, whispering to her.
Seeing this, Zhu Shibai quickly joined the discussion, "I think... she wasn't referring to the old small world..."
“But I’ve never seen it before…” Shen Qingluo said again.
Ji Mingran chatted with Yu Tianxing casually for a while. After waiting for a while, seeing that the three of them were discussing enthusiastically and almost forgot that she was still standing there waiting for a reply, she raised her voice and asked, "What's your opinion?"
The three people crouching in the corner looked up, their eyes fixed intently on Ji Mingran, who was standing with the black-robed cultivator.
The three exchanged glances, then gave her strange smiles and said in unison, "Sure."
What's wrong with them? Ji Mingran scratched the back of his head and heard a low laugh in his ear, "Take me inside."
"Alright, everyone agrees. Follow me." Ji Mingran beckoned people to go into the cabin and settle them in.
Ji Xingyang walked over to Yu Tianxing in a few steps, winked and whispered, "Dad! Didn't you say this raft is fine and there's no need to worry about it getting wet?"
Didn't I just use this reason to tell him that there was no need to board the Hongqi Sect's spirit boat? How come he's boarding the Dingsheng Sect's ship in the blink of an eye?
He said he was just coming to say a few words to his mother and would go back after the meeting, but as soon as he saw his mother, he said he wanted to get on the boat.
What's going on? Things changed way too fast.
If that old man Chongjue sees this, who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause him when he gets out.
Ji Mingran also heard Ji Xingyang's mutterings and turned around in confusion: "Is it not necessary?"
"Yes, it's necessary," Yu Tianxing replied calmly. "The raft is broken."
"Really?" Ji Mingran asked, then led Yu Tianxing inside, saying, "Come with me."
"When did it break? How come I didn't notice?" Ji Xingyang was taken aback. Was that the reason? He hurriedly ran back to where the raft was, squatted down, and carefully examined it from left to right. "It's not there! Where is it?"
The raft that Ji Xingyang had spent more than ten days building suddenly disintegrated.
"Now, yours." Yu Tianxing followed Ji Mingran into the cabin without turning his head.
Ji Xingyang stared blankly at the disintegrating raft, then at the two people who entered the boat, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly.
It's best to keep quiet, lest we end up with nothing but a raft.
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