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It should have acted immediately to capture these individuals and bring them back to Yuanrong Immortal Island for Divine Dragon's Hideout to deal with, but it was captivated by the scene before it, seemingly intent on watching further.
"Divine Dragon's Hideout knows about this stone; Yuanrong Immortal Island's past leaders have mentioned it, but it has little practical use and is even unsuitable for refining magical artifacts. Yet these humans are going to such lengths to salvage it. I wonder what their purpose is? Let's observe for now."
The Dragon Clone concealed itself among the clouds, peering curiously at what the large ship was doing.
At the same time, a hundred-foot-long ship was rapidly approaching from the direction of Yuanrong Immortal Island, carrying dozens of disciples from Xuan Huang Sect. Each disciple bore a celestial sword, standing tall and exuding an impressive aura.
As the large ship came into view, a middle-aged cultivator with eyebrows that met in a straight line narrowed his eyes, his cold aura giving off an otherworldly vibe.
"Feng Poyi, there are two large ships over there with suspicious activity. I believe they might be the ones. After these two ships passed by, we lost track of our last two senior brothers," said a Young Disciple standing behind Feng Poyi, pointing at the large ship.
Feng Poyi snorted coldly, his aura like frost. He then leaped off the ship.
Feng Poyi's body surged above the sea, lightly tapping the water surface to leap dozens of yards away. He could traverse ten miles of water without relying on any magical artifacts, solely using his physical prowess.
Though Feng Poyi did not use Yin Spirit Disembodiment, he could still glide through the air, indicating that his Qigong mastery had reached an extraordinary level. His jumping technique harnessed the power of water.
Feng Poyi was a standout among the younger generation of Xuan Huang Sect disciples, holding a status comparable to Xing Ru Xie in Star Gate. Sang Tuling from Five Element Sect was also on a similar level as him.
In no time, Feng Poyi reached the front of the large ship while gliding above the water. He landed heavily on the deck without a trace of moisture clinging to him.
"You people from Central Plains dare to come into my Xuan Huang Sect's waters to salvage items without permission from our Cult?" Feng Poyi shouted sternly at those on board.
Long before Feng Poyi was five hundred steps away from the large ship, his presence had already been detected by the lookout on board.
However, just as the lookout reported to their superiors, Feng Poyi had already reached the ship. If they had discovered him earlier and had enough time, they could have activated the Fire Thunder within the ship to bombard Feng Poyi.
But given the current situation, it was too late; the advantage of the Fire Thunder Cannon had been lost. Moreover, Feng Poyi's aura was formidable enough that even Blind Girl could sense it.
Behind Feng Poyi, a large ship was approaching, carrying dozens of disciples from the Xuan Huang Sect.
The ship was currently within the attack range of the Fire Thunder Cannon, but it was too late to fire now, as Feng Poyi was right in front of them.
As soon as he appeared, he bombarded the people on the ship with questions, leaving Princess Zhulan and the others stunned and exchanging glances, unsure of what to do. With Lu Chen absent, they felt somewhat indecisive.
Moreover, Chen Qilin was still underwater, and the recovery work for the Origin Stone Motherbody was only halfway through; they could not easily interrupt it.
"It’s Feng Poyi, a rising star from the Xuan Huang Sect. I saw him at a grand event in Giant Yi Nation. We are definitely no match for him; we must be cautious," Yue Shaoting whispered to Princess Zhulan.
Upon hearing this, Princess Zhulan felt even more wary. In truth, she could tell from his demeanor that he was not someone to be underestimated. In a short time, she had already formulated her response in her mind.
"Mr. Feng, what we are doing will not harm your sect's interests. As you can see, we are merely recovering a stone. If you have come here solely for this matter and are making such a fuss over it, I think it is rather excessive."
Princess Zhulan had seen enough of the world to understand the subtle ways of high-ranking individuals; as long as her actions were not overtly obvious, she had no fear of being investigated.
Moreover, when she spoke these words, there was an air of confidence about her, as if she commanded an army of thousands and felt no fear towards Feng Poyi or the disciples he brought with him, which served as a deterrent.
Feng Poyi blinked; he could clearly see that this woman was not simple and that she must have some significant background.
Looking at the situation before him—two massive ships—Feng Poyi would not have believed such vessels could be constructed by human hands if he had not seen them with his own eyes. The strong scent of Fire Thunder emanating from within suggested that there might be hidden deadly weapons onboard; he needed to be cautious.
"You are mistaken. My purpose here is not related to what you are doing but because a group of my disciples went missing a few days ago. This incident coincidentally occurred during your passage near Yuanrong Immortal Island."
At this point, Feng Poyi scanned the people on the ship with a cold snort and continued, "It seems this is not just a coincidence. Two of my esteemed junior brothers and several disciples have vanished without a trace."
Princess Zhulan feigned calmness and replied in surprise, "What? Just because your sect lost some disciples does not mean we are involved. According to Mr. Feng's reasoning, should we not settle this matter face-to-face and discuss it further?"
"Wretched Maid, how dare you try to fool me with such a countermeasure?" Feng Poyi thought to himself, but he did not confront them directly in front of everyone.
Feng Poyi coldly smiled and said, "I have no intention of that. I merely mentioned that you passed by here, making it difficult to avoid the connection. In short, the innocent have nothing to fear. I, Feng Poyi, cannot disregard the lives of my dozens of fellow disciples. If you are truly innocent, feel free to let me search; the truth will reveal itself."
Princess Zhulan's heart sank. The dozen or so disciples from the Xuan Huang Sect were currently imprisoned in a secret chamber aboard the large ship, which had special restrictions that made it nearly impossible for anyone else to investigate.
If this Feng Poyi were allowed to search, it would likely expose their secret, making it difficult for them to explain themselves later. They absolutely could not let him conduct a search.
Those people were truly troublesome. Had she known earlier, she would have killed them all and fed them to the fish to avoid this hassle. But now, dwelling on these matters was pointless; they needed to find a way to get rid of him quickly.
Princess Zhulan snorted coldly and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Feng? Are you suggesting that our ship should be searched just because of your doubts? Wouldn't that be too humiliating for us?"
With a face full of indignation, she gritted her silver teeth and continued, "If Mr. Feng can find your sect's disciples during our search, then that's one thing. But if you don't find anything, how will we resolve this? Will Mr. Feng apologize in front of us?"
"That's impossible." Upon hearing this, Feng Poyi immediately wore an arrogant expression and rejected the idea of apologizing. Who was he? How could he lower himself to apologize? That was utterly out of the question.
Anyone with status would never bow their head and apologize after making a mistake; that was the act of a coward and would severely damage their Dao Heart. Qi Masters and Soul Cultivators would never do such a thing lightly.
"Then forget it. If Mr. Feng cannot lower himself to do so, then please forgive me for not agreeing to your proposal. If I allow you to search recklessly and disrupt the order on our ship, who knows how I will be punished when our master returns?"
Princess Zhulan decisively rejected Feng Poyi's request. As long as he couldn't bring himself to apologize, she had an excuse to refuse him. This was essentially a trap laid out for Feng Poyi to fall into.
"What if I insist on searching? What will you do about it? What can you do?" Feng Poyi realized that Princess Zhulan was mocking him and immediately tore off the facade with a sneer.
"Whatever comes my way, I will face it head-on. I am a princess of Yushan Kingdom; who have I ever feared?" Princess Zhulan stood her ground firmly without giving in to Feng Poyi.
"How laughable! Do you think being a princess makes you impressive? Today, regardless of whether you are the princess of Yushan Kingdom or not, I will search this ship! Do not overstep your bounds; even your father, the Yushan King, must show me some respect. What are you compared to him?" Feng Poyi declared grandly.
"Stop him for me."
Princess Zhulan said this and immediately retreated sharply, disappearing into the crowd.
As soon as Princess Zhulan spoke, Old Mu, Lian Dashuang, Jiang Jie and his brothers all stepped forward, blocking Feng Poyi's path, determined to prevent him from searching the large ship.
If he discovered Li Jin Yi and the others imprisoned in the secret chamber and learned the truth, the higher-ups of the Xuan Huang Sect would be furious, and everyone here would be in trouble, facing capture by Yuanrong Immortal Island for judgment.
"A bunch of useless fools, how dare you come out and embarrass yourselves. Fine, I'll deal with you. At most, I'll just get reprimanded by Master's Sect and face the wall for a few days."
With that, Feng Poyi activated his Divine Power Body's Qigong cultivation at an astonishing speed, floating towards the crowd with eerie swiftness, his fingers like hooks aimed directly at the foremost person.
"Who dares to be reckless on my ship?" Just then, a distant voice echoed through the air, heard by everyone present, including Feng Poyi.
Upon hearing this voice, Feng Poyi was momentarily stunned before abruptly withdrawing his hand and stepping back.
Making an enemy of such a person was not a wise choice. Moreover, the individual was elusive and could appear and disappear without a trace, making it necessary to be cautious.
Furthermore, this voice was not simple; it was transmitted through Spell, indicating that this person was a Soul Cultivator. However, despite being several miles away, they exhibited Spirit-Body Unity. This person was clearly a master-level figure; it seemed the owner of the ship had returned.
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