Killing

After Jing Qian walked out of the cabin and onto the deck, he was startled to find that the ship he was on had, at some point, merged with three other ships.

At this moment, these four ships had surrounded a small black-canopied boat from four directions.

From each ship, several sharp steel cables extended, hooked onto the small boat, locking it firmly in place.

Standing on each steel cable was a strong individual holding a sharp blade, their eyes cold and eager to devour someone.

The surge of magical power emanated from the small boat.

Jing Qian leisurely moved through the dimension, as usual, arriving at the very center of the conflict, taking the best seat to watch the show.

He saw that the canopy of the small boat had been completely lifted, revealing the cabin inside.

A tall woman was half-lying in the cabin, holding a half-grown boy who was barely breathing.

The woman also had a pale, ashen face and was severely injured.

She struggled to maintain a protective shield of Destiny Essence magical power, but it trembled as if it could collapse at any moment.

He saw her speak to a burly man standing at the bow of the small boat:

"Wu Yan, when did my Jing Family ever mistreat you? Why must you pursue us to the death?"

Wu Yan's face was hard as iron, and a hint of disdain and cruelty flashed in his eyes.

A cold smile played on his lips, and his voice was low and full of threat:

"Jing Family? Hmph, past kindness is like fleeting clouds. In this cultivation world, the strong prey on the weak. Your Jing Family is now in decline, and you still dream of us remembering old ties? How naive!"

The woman was not surprised by his reaction. She continued to speak, addressing everyone present:

"Everyone here, every single one of you, is a descendant of comrades from the Hun Ling Number."

"Our ancestors fought and died together on the battlefield; they were brothers who shared life and death."

"If they knew that we, their descendants, have turned against each other and are killing each other, how could they rest in peace?"

Coughing up blood, the woman continued:

"The matter of compensation was not settled back then. It was my Jing Family that exhausted our family fortune to advance the compensation for all our comrades, allowing each family to survive the difficult times."

"Now the Maritime Affairs Office has vindicated our ancestors. After we return this time, we can officially receive the compensation."

"At that time, all the suffering we have endured over the years can be completely reversed."

"Why must you disregard everything and make things difficult for the Jing Family?"

"If killing the descendants of meritorious officials is exposed, not only will the compensation you were supposed to receive be lost!"

"All of you will also have to pay with your lives for the two of us!"

"If you let us go back, I swear that my Jing Family is willing to give up all the compensation we advanced before and will not seek reimbursement."

At the brink of life and death, the woman was also trying every means to find a glimmer of hope.

"A Bao, you can go back and tell Qian Yuan that the Official Shop License he has always wanted, my Jing Family can also offer with both hands!"

Responding to her was a short, stout man standing on the steel cable.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Sister Ran, we have wronged you. I, A Bao, am ungrateful."

"But there's nothing we can do!"

"If it were just Steward Qian coveting your family's Official Shop License, I would never have done this."

"But the landlord has already decided on the compensation for the Jing Family, and the news has spread."

The man's voice grew more urgent as he spoke:

"One of the newly produced Ninth-Rank Sword Boats was originally promised by Steward Zhou to his own nephew."

"Now it has to be moved to the Jing Family."

"Also, there was an opportunity for Xiao Qian's Determining Destiny Body Tempering, which the landlord specially approved to use the academic supervisor's Seventh-Rank [Destiny Hearth]."

"And this opportunity was already confirmed to be given to Steward Xu's youngest daughter."

"The Maritime Affairs Office only has three stewards, and each of them holds a high position!"

"The Jing Family has offended all three at once, how can they possibly survive?"

"We all rely on the Maritime Affairs Office for our livelihood."

"How dare we be negligent when the stewards want something!"

Although the fat man's words were tactful, the knife in his hand did not loosen at all!

In his words, the Jing Family was already the target of everyone.

In this world, good people truly have no good rewards!

Thinking of that Jing Family, with the [Tide] Destiny Constitution inheritance, they were a cultivation family that had produced a great cultivator in the [Dragon Elephant] realm.

A hundred years ago, when the [Hun Ling Number] had an accident, it was the Jing Family who spent their family fortune to advance the compensation for the crew members.

But now, with their family in decline, the kindness has long been forgotten, and former friends and relatives have even turned against them!

This woman was the only ranked Determining Destiny cultivator in the Jing Family, but her sea of consciousness was destroyed, her magic power was completely lost, and there was no chance of survival.

Looking around, all were jackals, and the woman's heart gradually grew cold.

She gently removed the mask from her nephew in her arms.

On his pale face, there was actually a layer of fish scales!

For the future of the family, at a young age, he forced himself to swallow the flesh and blood of sea monsters, desperately cultivating his essence, which resulted in the demonic essence entering his body and causing side effects.

This was all due to the incompetence of the elders!

When she was young, her family still had some foundation and could support her cultivation.

But after her elder brother met with misfortune, the family's last ship was gone, and everything took a turn for the worse.

She then spoke again:

"Fathers and brothers present, whoever can kill Wu Yan, I am willing to give all the compensation of my Jing Family ancestors, and I am willing to make a blood pact for this!"

"The Jing Family only has the two of us now. After I die, the Jing Family will cease to exist. This is the only chance!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Wu Yan, standing at the bow of the ship, burst into laughter:

"Eldest Sister of the Jing Family, don't think anyone will actually fall for that."

"Before coming here, we all signed blood pacts! This battle will definitely not leave either of you alive."

"Even on the Hun Yi Number, we've made arrangements. Even without this great demon appearing, you wouldn't be able to escape."

"Furthermore, I have already condensed the Azure Wing Destiny Essence and advanced to the Dragon Elephant realm. No one here is my match!"

"You should just..."

Just as he was speaking, a sudden loud noise erupted from the ship behind him:

"Boom!"

The sound was muffled, coming from the bottom of the ship, as if a heavy object had struck the bottom of the cabin.

"The ship is leaking!"

"A large hole has been broken in the bottom of the ship!"

Immediately after, the other three large ships also couldn't escape this fate, emitting loud noises in quick succession!

Without needing orders, everyone present instantly rushed towards their own ships.

On this vast sea, the ship was their life!

There could be no mishaps!

Even Wu Yan, who had just entered the Dragon Elephant realm, felt a trace of panic.

He leaped up from the small boat, lightly tapped on an iron chain, and descended towards his own ship.

But just as he was suspended in mid-air, he felt a chilling coldness attack from behind him.

He didn't have time to turn around and could only use all his might to circulate his magic power to resist.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure flash and disappear!

He knew he hadn't seen wrong, because the moment the figure appeared, a tooth-shaped sharp blade easily pierced through his magic power and plunged into his chest cavity.