Chu Huaian did not stop Zhou Qianqian's actions; as long as she was obedient, everything would be fine. If she tried to escape using this opportunity, he would turn the tables and pin Zhou Qianqian's death on the Yinmen Sect.
"This trip might be very dangerous. Take these Foundation Establishment Pills. Give them to anyone who is about to break through," Chu Huaian said, taking out a few Foundation Establishment Pills and handing them to Zhao Shijie.
Zhao Shijie's face lit up with joy, and he carefully put the Foundation Establishment Pills into his inner pocket.
One Foundation Establishment Pill sold for five hundred contribution points in the mall; that was a huge sum!
"Take this Dan Jing. Study it more when you have time. It contains what you are looking for."
"What I'm looking for?" Zhao Shijie took the book, puzzled.
Chu Huaian did not explain further, simply waved him away.
Zhao Shijie leaped, standing on the deck and waving goodbye to Chu Huaian.
The flying ship ascended rapidly, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
As soon as they left the sect, Fang Yuan eagerly planted the sect flag above the deck and let out strange roars towards the distance.
"Immature," Huo Sichun mumbled.
Zhao Shijie mimicked Fang Yuan, cupping his hands around his mouth and shouting into the distance: "Oh~ Oh~~"
"So cute..." Huo Sichun's eyes sparkled as she gazed at Zhao Shijie, delighted.
Zhou Qianqian, standing nearby, twitched her lips. She had figured it out: Senior Sister Huo had fallen hopelessly in love!
The flying ship traveled for about half an hour when the hull suddenly shook violently.
"What's going on?"
"Oh no, Wang Xiaojun and Li Yongxiao dismantled the cockpit!"
"Holy shit, those two bastards..."
"This is ten thousand meters high! If the flying ship falls, all of us are done for!"
"Don't panic in an emergency. Lie down in a good posture first, so you can die with dignity," Fang Yuan said with a grin, lying at the edge of the deck.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. We just took out the energy device inside and have already put it back."
"Then explain why the flying ship is still falling?"
"Because the formation inside was destroyed by us," Wang Xiaojun looked at everyone innocently.
"Well done!"
Rumbling, the flying ship plummeted straight down, and everyone was blown off balance by the powerful recoil.
Huo Sichun's eyes darted, and she released her hands, falling straight towards Zhao Shijie.
"Senior Sister, be careful!"
Zhou Qianqian subconsciously tried to pull Huo Sichun back, but she stumbled and also flew backward.
"Sister Sichun, be careful!" Fang Yuan saw Huo Sichun and Zhou Qianqian in danger and quickly got up, pouncing towards the two of them.
Bang—
Huo Sichun and Zhou Qianqian both crashed against the cabin wall, stars spinning before their eyes.
"Hehe, good thing I reacted fast enough. How are you going to thank me?" Fang Yuan grinned, revealing a bright smile.
Seeing Fang Yuan's cheeky expression, Huo Sichun was furious.
She was just a hair's breadth away, just a hair's breadth from falling into Zhao Shijie's arms! This damned Fang Yuan!
Without a word, Huo Sichun grabbed Fang Yuan's collar and gave him a good beating.
"Hey, you woman, I kindly saved you, why are you hitting me?!"
Zhang Ping and Zhou Qianqian looked at the still-joking crowd, their faces filled with anxiety. "The flying ship is about to hit the ground! Think of something quickly!"
"Retract the sails!" Zhao Shijie shouted, then ran to the edge of the deck, pointing downwards and yelling, "Zhang Ping, are those people from the Yinmen Sect?"
Hearing this, everyone immediately craned their necks and looked down.
Below, on a rural path, six disciples were bound by iron chains on their hands and feet, and beside them were more than a dozen men dressed in black robes.
The end of the iron chains was connected to a red sedan chair, and whenever a disciple stopped, everyone would be severely whipped.
"These beasts!" Zhang Ping's eyes blazed with fury, wishing he could rush down and fight to the death.
Zhao Shijie grabbed his shoulder and said to Wang Xiaojun and Li Yongxiao, "Is there a way to control the flying ship to crash into them?"
"Just shifting the direction, it's not a big problem." Wang Xiaojun made a gesture and excitedly ran into the cabin with Li Yongxiao.
Lin Ye and the others cut the sails into countless pieces, distributing them to everyone.
At the same time, the Yinmen Sect disciples were attracted by the sound waves and couldn't help but look up.
A flying ship, like a meteor falling to the earth, With a scorching air wave, came smashing towards them.
"Scatter quickly!" Someone roared loudly.
Everyone frantically rushed to the side, and two men soared into the sky, quickly setting up a barrier.
Bang—
A loud noise.
The flying ship smashed onto the barrier, breaking into countless pieces, and the powerful aftershock sent the two men flying, slamming them into the ground.
The others were also affected, all thrown away and falling into the nearby grass.
"Which son of a bitch did this?!" Someone cursed loudly.
Using a flying ship as a weapon, what kind of behavior is this? Even a high-grade sect wouldn't be this extravagant!
Not to mention whether it could kill people, a single ordinary flying ship costs one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones. How is this any different from hitting them with a mine??
When the smoke cleared, everyone finally saw the scene above.
They saw more than a dozen lunatics in strange clothes falling from the sky, paired up, clutching a piece of torn cloth and screaming in alarm.
Everyone watched them float over their heads, then fall into the secret forest not far away.
Several of them were stuck in tree branches, some fell into a swamp, some crashed into the ground; in short, none of them were normal.
"Is this a performance?"
The Yinmen Sect disciples looked at these people, confused, their eyes filled with bewilderment.
"Zhao Shijie, you hairy bastard, what a terrible idea! Ouch, I'm dying of pain!"
"Damn, I've got a cut on my butt. Does anyone have extra clothes? Give me something to cover it!"
"Zhao Shijie, come over quickly! Zhang Ping hit a rock, his head's split open. I don't know if he's dead or not?"
"Where is Zhou Qianqian? Has anyone seen Zhou Qianqian?"
"She, she fell into the swamp! It's full of monster poop! Holy crap, it stinks so bad!"
"Zhao Shijie, hurry over! Sister Sichun fainted, and she said she needs artificial respiration!"
"I'll do it, I'll do it! I've studied artificial respiration!"
"Fang Yuan, why aren't you dead yet? You're my bane!"
The crowd was noisy, sparsely emerging from the secret forest.
Zhou Qianqian was covered in dirt, no one dared to approach her, each one more disgusted than the last.
"Senior Sister, I'm not clean anymore, woo woo..."
Zhou Qianqian had never suffered such grievances. Her hands had nowhere to rest, and she looked at Huo Sichun, feeling wronged.
"Ah, this... How about you bear with it for now?"
Huo Sichun was a bit awkward. Seeing Zhou Qianqian walk over, she subconsciously took a step back.
"Is your half-step back serious? Such a small movement, yet it causes so much harm..." Fang Yuan fanned the flames from the side, drawing a burst of laughter from the crowd.
This made Zhou Qianqian even more aggrieved. Tears fell like rain, and she actually sat on the ground, wailing.
She was only 17 years old, and coupled with her privileged upbringing, her mindset had not yet matured.
Huo Sichun glared fiercely at Fang Yuan and said angrily, "Whoever made her cry goes to comfort her!"
Fang Yuan grinned and leaned beside Zhou Qianqian, taking off his clothes and haphazardly wiping the dirt from her face.
Zhou Qianqian's eyes were teary as she looked at the unreliable Fang Yuan in front of her, sobbing, "Don't you stink?"
"What's this little bit of stink? I've even tasted it, it just tastes a little bitter..." Fang Yuan said indifferently, rubbing Zhou Qianqian's beautiful hair.
As soon as Fang Yuan finished speaking, the others showed disgusted expressions and moved away.
Zhou Qianqian froze, then pushed Fang Yuan away, running in a panic to Huo Sichun's side. "Senior Sister, he's so disgusting..."
"Just stay away from him in the future, and that Qin Hao next to him. They're both perverts."
"Oh." Zhou Qianqian silently kept it in mind.
As soon as they walked out of the secret forest, they were surrounded by Yinmen Sect disciples.
Inside the sedan chair, a young girl dressed in white burial clothes walked out. Upon seeing Zhao Shijie and the others, a strange look appeared in her eyes.