Tu Qianyue laughed heartily as he levitated five blood-stained storage bags, the eyes of the six newly recruited powerful figures flickering with greed.
Perhaps the Nine Nether Demon Lotus, which can grant Spirit Slash advancent, is among them, but they quickly suppressed their desires.
At this mont, anyone who reaches out would beco the target of the crowd.
"Hmm?"
At this ti, Tu Qianyue suddenly frowned and checked the five storage bags one by one. Besides various elixirs, magical artifacts, and spirit stones, there was nothing else.
The six newly recruited powerful figures exchanged glances, a brief confrontation in the air.
"Heh."
Tu Qianyue let out a cold laugh and flicked his fingers, sending the five storage bags shooting toward the six.
"I, Tu Qianyue, never hide anything from my brothers."
His voice deliberately softened but caused the surrounding temperature to plumt, "Everyone, take a look for yourselves."
The group hurriedly took turns inspecting, soon frowning one by one.
"Strange..." The dwarf elder licked his sharp teeth, "Could it still be on the ship?"
Then, nine chilling gazes synchronously turned to the precarious Cloud Whale below.
On the deck, Jin Mantang leaned against the fractured mast, covered in blood.
He gazed at the nine figures in the sky akin to demon gods, then around—guards dead or wounded, hardly any survivors on the entire ship.
"Heh... hehehe..."
He suddenly chuckled lowly, his blood-stained fingers reaching for the fractured trading house emblem in his pocket.
The president and others were indeed farsighted.
"Even if I, old Jin, die, it’s worth it!"
"Shopkeeper!"
A dozen blood-soaked guards staggered over.
No fear rested on their faces, only numb calm.
Everyone knew that the odds of surviving the Jieyun Thief were almost negligible.
Especially for those like them at the bottom, they weren’t even qualified to be slaves in the enemies’ eyes.
Stride by stride, Jin Mantang stood up with their support.
The piercing abdominal wound made every movent plunge him into dark pain, yet he felt an odd sense of relief.
"Everyone..." His voice was hoarse, "Sorry."
The guards shook their heads in silence, then exchanged looks, smiling with relief.
Then they lined up, supporting each other, forming a battered yet resilient wall, firmly shielding the shopkeeper they’ve followed their whole lives.
Seeing their response, Jin Mantang’s tears suddenly burst forth.
At this mont, Big Leader Tu Qianyue watched the thoroughly fragnted energy shield of the Cloud Whale below and the actions of the guards, smirking.
Without striking first, he beckoned to Zou Lun in the distance: "Co here."
Zou Lun shivered and quickly scurried over, heart and spirit filled with fear.
He never expected that the Jieyun Thief has recruited six more terrifying figures of Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection.
Before, he thought he could rise to a third-level Array Master, openly serving as Duobao Trading House’s tributor, secretly securing a position as the fourth leader of Jieyun Thief.
But now...
Arriving before Tu Qianyue, he forced a sycophantic smile to the extre, bowing like a shrimp: "Big Leader!"
"Are you sure everything’s inside?" Tu Qianyue squinted his eyes.
"Absolutely!" Zou Lun patted his chest in assurance, "I personally witnessed them repairing the array at Yaoguang Mansion, and just recently heard the roar of that baby Thunder Jiao."
Tu Qianyue nodded with satisfaction, then turned again to the staggering Jin Mantang on the deck, his voice deliberately slow but unrefusable.
"Shopkeeper Jin, hand over the items, and I’ll spare your life."
Then, he suddenly smiled, "Our Jieyun Thief has a new base, missing a steward. You’re loyal and brave, I see potential in you."
The others also turned to Jin Mantang, the six newly recruited powerful figures, especially glancing intently.
The bandaged man’s fingers unconsciously rubbed the bloodied cloth strip, while the ghost-faced woman’s human bone beads spun faster.
The scholar-like youth quietly switched the large pen to his left hand.
This mont, no one dared rashly enter the cabin—lest sothing be missing and they’d face suspicion or even collusion against them.
Like earlier when checking the storage bags, Jin Mantang must publicly surrender the treasure to avoid mistrust.
After hearing, Jin Mantang spat out a mouthful of blood and straightened his back difficultly.
Regardless of whether it’s true or false, do you think he’ll betray the Trading House and beco a wanted outlaw for life?
Watching the nine eager yet hesitant figures, Jin Mantang suddenly smirked, seeming to have guessed sothing.
He raised the gilt abacus in his hand, pointing behind him: "The items are on the ship, but they’re placed in different locations."
"Especially the ’Great Perfection of Artifact Refining · Fragnts’..." He deliberately dragged his tone, "For safety, it’s been disassembled. Whoever finds it can keep it."
The crowd laughed, but no one acted.
The bandaged man sinisterly said, "It’s indeed a clumsy attempt to sow discord."
Yet his gaze persistently drifted to the cabin.
Tu Qianyue snorted coldly: "Refuse conciliation for punishnt, then Soul Search to find out!"
He slowly raised his hand, blood-colored spiritual power converging in his palm.
Jin Mantang and the others calmly closed their eyes, embracing the final mont—
"Buzz!!!"
Yet at this ti, the entire dilapidated Cloud Whale suddenly shook violently!
Jin Mantang and the others instinctively opened their eyes in astonishnt to find that the previously tilted hull now seed gently righted by an invisible hand.
The fractured mast emitted "creak" healing sounds, even the attack scars deeply embedded in the hull faded at a visible speed.
More shockingly, those shattered fragnts of the energy shield have begun gathering again.
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