The next day, a treasure ship flew out from Black Yin Mountain, swiftly climbed to an altitude of ten thousand feet, then headed toward the Mystic Weight Sect.
Jiang Ping'an planned to first go to the Mystic Weight Sect and bring Xiao Duanyu, Zhuo Bufan, and Hu Yijian—the three Sword Souls—with him.
Although he was not afraid of the Mirage Beast's illusions, the Mirage Beast he intended to hunt was, after all, a fourth-order demon beast, an existence comparable to a Golden Core True Lord. Even if its illusion was broken, its true combat strength would not be weak. It could still kill Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
It also happened to be a good chance to test the Sword Souls' combat strength.
Inside the treasure ship's cabin, Jiang Ping'an sat before a tea table, skillfully brewing Spirit Tea. Across from him sat Mo Ruyan, dressed in red.
Mo Ruyan had completely restrained her aura and looked no different from an ordinary mortal woman. Even so, she was a peerless beauty. Her scarlet robes made her skin seem even whiter than jade, smooth as congealed cream, lending her radiant jade-like face an even more dazzling, captivating beauty that made hearts ache with desire.
Before long, the Spirit Tea was ready. Jiang Ping'an poured a cup each for himself and Mo Ruyan, then raised his cup and tasted it.
Mo Ruyan also lifted her tea, but instead of drinking it directly, she raised her wide crimson sleeve before her face and held the tea near her lips and nose, inhaling its flavor and spiritual energy until only a cup of tasteless water remained. The next moment, she quietly used her magic power to condense the water in the cup into a single droplet and tuck it away in her Storage Ring. Only