After much deliberation, the elders of Qingyun Sect ultimately decided to retain the two credentials of Ziyang City. The reputation of Master Haoyi, who had fought bravely against the demonic beasts and saved the cultivators, spread throughout the entire Luonan cultivation world.
Qingyun Sect was, after all, a righteous sect, and even had a Jindan Master within it, a friend of Master Haoyi. They wouldn't destroy their reputation at this critical juncture. But in Cao Zishi's eyes, all this seemed like the sect had completely disregarded his feelings and abandoned him.
Cao Zishi returned to his cave and opened the deserted door. The scene of numerous servant disciples coming out to greet him was long gone. After his corruption was reported, even the lowest-ranking servants were unwilling to come to his cave to serve.
"You guys forced me to do this! You guys forced me to do this!"
Cao Zishi pondered for a long time, muttering to himself. He pulled a pitch-black sound transmission talisman from his storage bag, placed it to his lips, and began speaking into it, one sentence at a time.
Finally, the Qingyun Sect's spirit boat departed on time. This trip to the East China Sea was both the same and different from previous ones. The same spirit boat, but different. Every cultivator who boarded the spirit boat, preparing to journey to the East China Sea's immortal realm, was filled with emotion. They all wondered how much it had cost, how much sweat they had shed, to board this spirit boat they called the Ship of Hope.
The first stop on the Qingyun Sect's journey was Wanghai City. Within Wanghai City, they would resupply, and then other cultivators, armed with credentials, would board the boat. They would then depart Wanghai and truly begin their long journey. As for Qingyun Immortal City, due to its numerous and often gossipy residents, to maintain the secrecy of this spiritual boat trip, they would generally not stop there.
"We're finally leaving!" The Qingyun Sect cultivators standing on the spirit boat watched their sect slowly recede into the distance. Many cultivators had grown up in their sects. After this departure, they wondered if they would ever have the chance to return.
In the sect, Cao Zishi watched the spirit boat depart, his eyes gleaming coldly. He watched with a cold gaze as the boat slowly vanished into the horizon. He had no right to board the boat. He had paid a great price for this ticket, and initially thought the other elders didn't want him to leave. But after that discussion, he realized that True Lord Tianyun simply needed him, a clown, to highlight his own benevolence.
"You will pay the price!"
Cao Zishi muttered something coldly in his heart until the spirit boat disappeared from his sight. He turned and left.
The Qingyun Spirit Boat quickly swept across the horizon, speeding southeast. After half a day's journey, it had completely left the Qingyun Sect's territory and arrived at the edge of the Yunluo Mountains. The originally wild and desolate atmosphere below gradually began to change. Some of the terrain also became flat.
This means that they are about to leave the Yunluo Mountains.
"Pay attention to protection! Be careful of the invasion of demonic cultivators!"
To protect against the demonic cultivators, Qingyun Sect had dispatched two Jindan cultivators to accompany the boat. Previously, each spiritual boat was accompanied by a Jindan cultivator. However, with the demonic cultivators now rampant, Qingyun Sect dispatched two Jindan cultivators to ensure safety.
"Once we're out of Yunluo, the road ahead will be smooth. We'll reach Wanghai City on time in three days."
The Qingyun Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator who was controlling the spirit boat was Liu Hua. He looked at the various scenes that flashed by in front of him and said calmly, "He has made several trips between the East China Sea and Yunluo. At the beginning, there was basically no danger. The most dangerous time was when crossing the vast ocean."
Just as he was feeling somewhat relieved and preparing to sit down for a rest, a sudden loud noise was heard. The entire speeding spiritual boat suddenly stopped as if it had hit something. Many cultivators who were caught off guard fell to the deck in an instant.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Liu Hua stood still. He saw three black-robed monks standing quietly in front of the spirit boat. The object the spirit boat had just collided with was a massive sword held by one of the monks. Seeing this, he shouted loudly, asking the other monks nearby to quickly notify the entire boat.
"Golden Core Demon Cultivator?!"
All the disciples on the Spirit Boat drew their magical instruments. The two Jindan True Immortals aboard the Spirit Boat also appeared in front of it, hovering in mid-air, looking at the three dark-robed Jindan Demon Cultivators before them. Three Jindan Demon Cultivators had unexpectedly arrived this time.
"Hand over your magic weapon and surrender, plant the restriction, and you can live!"
A cold voice came from the demon cultivator in the middle of the opposite group. He was completely hidden in a huge black robe. In his hand, he held a broad-bladed sword. Rays of dark demonic light continuously flowed from the sword.
The spirit boat had just been stopped by his sword strike. Fortunately, the spirit boat was protected by a formation, so it only shook a few times and was not split in two.
"Everyone, don't panic! Hold onto your magical tools and prevent these scoundrels from causing trouble!"
The Jindan cultivator of Qingyun Sect shouted loudly, and immediately the disciples who were originally in chaos on the deck began to become orderly.
"court death!"
Seeing that the two Qingyun Sect Jindan cultivators refused to surrender, the demon cultivator standing on the far right let out a muffled voice and then drew out a gray-black greatsword. He instantly slashed towards the Qingyun Sect Jindan cultivators who had just spoken.
"when!"
As soon as the Qingyun Sect Jindan cultivator released his sword, a bright sword light instantly blocked the incoming scissors.
"It's our turn!"
Seeing his companions already engaged in combat, the demon cultivator on the left uttered a sharp remark before waving a small, pitch-black banner. Suddenly, streams of dark demonic energy formed into eerie, ghostly figures, charging towards the remaining Qingyun Sect Jindan cultivators and Lingzhou.
"Open the formation and land the spirit boat!"
"Open the formation and land the spirit boat!"
"Open the formation and land the spirit boat!"
The demon cultivator in the middle saw that the two golden cores were restrained, and demonic energy circulated throughout his body, and he began to shout loudly at the spirit boat.
"Be careful of the magic sound!"
A Jindan cultivator, noticing something was amiss, shouted a warning, not caring if he was still caught up in the fight. But it was too late. Liu Hua, who was manipulating the spirit boat from the deck, and the other cultivators who were waiting in formation on the deck, all began to grow red-eyed, their magical and spiritual weapons raised, ready to engage in the fray.
At this critical moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky.
"upbraid!"
A clear cry rang in the ears of every monk. The monks who had been slowly falling into confusion suddenly woke up, and everyone was immediately terrified.
"Who! Who is it?"
At this moment, the Jindan demon cultivator in the middle finally panicked, a trace of panic appearing on his previously calm face. He hadn't even noticed who was beside him, and what this meant was beyond his comprehension.
"Sword Demon, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
As the words fell, Tianyun Zhenjun unexpectedly appeared above the spirit boat. And beside Tianyun Zhenjun, there were actually four Jindan cultivators.
This time, Qingyun Sect has mobilized all its forces.
"Master Tianyun?! Is this a trap?"
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