Landing on the Flying Boat

The order landed.

It was like a spark falling into dry tinder, igniting the Flying Immortal Peak disciples who had been feeling down for days.

Seeing more and more people heading towards the peak to board the flying boat, Wen Jiu hesitated.

To be honest.

He really didn't want to go.

As expected.

Within the sect, promotions offered benefits that rogue cultivators couldn't obtain even after a lifetime of toiling, but they also demanded a price.

That price might be one's own life.

Meanwhile, Wang Nian hurried home, gave a few instructions to his wife, and then rushed to Wen Jiu's home.

Seeing Wen Jiu still lingering, gazing into the distance from the courtyard, Wang Nian quickly called out, "Brother Wen, it's time to go... You're not afraid, are you?"

That night, Wang Nian had learned that Wen Jiu had taken his wife and avoided the battle. He felt he understood the Wen Jiu before him even better now—that he was pretending to be strong but was actually timid!

However, even if he was scared, he was willing to help take care of his wife. This friendship was truly worth it.

Wen Jiu smiled helplessly.

Wang Nian thought he was a coward?

But that was fine too.

Staying behind would give him an excuse.

As for how outsiders saw him, it didn't matter. He was already on an Unorthodox Path, why would he care about gaining a reputation for being timid?

"Just follow me then. Don't worry, I'll protect you!" Wang Nian said, and quickly took Wen Jiu towards Flying Immortal Peak.

This was exactly what Wen Jiu wanted.

Hitching a ride.

Letting the strong charge ahead.

Before long.

The first flying boat was full and took off.

Wen Jiu boarded the second one.

The two flying boats carried at least seven to eight hundred people.

Wen Jiu took the opportunity to observe from afar, focusing on the Flying Immortal Peak Master who had orchestrated all of this.

With fiery red hair and a weary face, even though his aura was unstable, he was still significantly stronger than the white-haired elder from the Night Patrol Division. Upon closer inspection, one could see the paleness of his face, as if he was still recovering from a serious injury.

But in Wen Jiu's opinion.

It was likely fake.

After all, the corpses from before were also fake.

Following that, Wen Jiu glanced at the seven people below the Peak Master, who were clearly the leaders of Flying Immortal Peak's various branches.

Monster Slaying Division, Demon Suppressing Division, Night Patrol Division, and so on.

The seven branch leaders were all incredibly powerful. Even without using Spiritual Sense to probe, one could tell their cultivation level.

Qi Refining Fifth Layer!

All seven were old men without exception.

The youngest among them were the two female cultivators, who looked to be in their early thirties. However, Wen Jiu found this unbelievable. He had heard about Youth Preserving Pills from old cultivators in the trading market.

"No wonder the Unorthodox Path is looked down upon... This is probably one of the reasons," Wen Jiu thought to himself.

Others toiled for half their lives.

Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

While the Unorthodox Path reached Qi Refining Second Layer in two months.

Who could tolerate that?

Finally, Wen Jiu's gaze fell upon Mu Canglong and the twenty-one Flying Immortal Peak stewards, as well as the eighty managers. He hadn't met most of them, but he was surprised by how many there were.

If Flying Immortal Peak was like this.

How many people would there be in the entire Corpse Peak?

How powerful would the Blood Robe Tower, which once rivaled it, be?

After his reflections.

The flying boat ascended.

The moment the flying boat took off, a massive formation suddenly activated, enveloping the entire Flying Immortal Peak.

Then, accompanied by the humming of the formation on the flying boat, it rapidly soared into the sea of clouds.

Entering the sea of clouds.

over the mountains and forests.

In just a moment, Flying Immortal Peak was only the size of a fist.

However.

Just as Wen Jiu was about to enjoy the scenery, he didn't expect to be stared at and observed like scenery himself.

Because the Black Zombie beside Wen Jiu was too conspicuous. Even though it was covered with cloth, its drooping, ghastly palm was clearly visible.

"Is this Wen Jiu, the Night Patrol Division apprentice disciple who practices unorthodox paths?"

"He doesn't cultivate the Night Wind Art of the Night Patrol Division, but instead practices the Corpse Raising Method of Yin Province. It's truly incomprehensible."

"Those who seek quick success and immediate benefits all favor the arts of the Unorthodox Path. If not for the arts of the Unorthodox Path, how could he be the only one in fifty years to be promoted by slaying an enemy and become a Corpse Burier? However, the arts of the Unorthodox Path all damage lifespan. Even if one becomes stronger, it will only be a fleeting moment... Cultivation emphasizes a long and continuous heritage."

Listening to the disciples' discussions.

Wen Jiu shook his head helplessly.

He simply turned around and quietly admired the scenery before him.

As long as they didn't come over to pick a fight senselessly.

He didn't mind them discussing.

But at this very moment, Wang Nian leaped down from the ancient building at the rear of the flying boat and walked towards Wen Jiu. He had heard the negative comments about Wen Jiu and was worried Wen Jiu couldn't handle it.

"Brother Wen, come here!"

Wang Nian called out.

Drawing the attention of two to three hundred people.

But Wang Nian didn't care.

He continued to shout, "Brother Wen, hurry up. What's so good about looking at the scenery alone?"

Seeing this, Wen Jiu chuckled wryly and walked over with the Black Zombie.

Although Wang Nian's actions made him even more conspicuous.

It did effectively silence the people gossiping behind him.

It also drew envious glances from many.

Who was Wang Nian?

He was from the Wang family.

How many people wished they could curry favor with Wang Nian but couldn't.

"I didn't expect him to have this kind of relationship with Steward Wang," someone muttered secretly in the crowd.

As for Wen Jiu, he followed Wang Nian onto the ancient building and stood by its long corridor, overlooking the front of the flying boat.

The two to three hundred disciples were all within his sight.

Gradually.

As the flying boat moved forward, Wen Jiu saw the anticipation and fervor in the eyes of many disciples.

Wang Nian said in a low voice, "Don't you understand their excitement... It's not just about revenge and restoring Flying Immortal Peak's honor, but also about getting rich. Because Flying Immortal Peak has a rule that spoils of war do not need to be handed in."

"No wonder."

Wen Jiu suddenly understood.

Indeed.

Only profit could make people forget about life and death.

Wen Jiu had been curious before. With everyone so eager for revenge and to reclaim their honor, was their sense of belonging to the sect really that strong?

A portion of them could be understood this way.

If all of them were like this, it would be too unbelievable.

"When the time comes, you'll charge into battle with me. I'll kill, and you'll loot the bodies!" Wang Nian said excitedly.

Wen Jiu quickly shook his head, "No, thank you. I'm only at the Qi Refining Second Layer... I'm afraid I'll drag you down and distract you."

Just kidding.

You're at the Qi Refining Third Layer.

The enemy is also at the Qi Refining Third Layer.

What am I, at the Qi Refining Second Layer, doing tagging along?

"You brat, what are you afraid of? Where there's risk, there's high reward. If you and I can easily kill a Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator, it'll be worth several years of my hard work... It'll be worth ten or eight years of your salary from the Night Patrol Division!"

Wang Nian looked like he was disappointed that his protégé wasn't living up to his potential.

This kid didn't hold back when killing the spy that night.

Why was he suddenly timid when it came to making a fortune?

"I still won't."

Wen Jiu shook his head again.

Seeing this, Wang Nian said no more.

After all, one cannot force things.

Soon.

The flying boat suddenly changed direction.

It began to dive down, and a forest of layered red maple leaves instantly came into view.

Within the red maple forest.

There was also a considerable immortal cultivation family.

"This is the territory of the Chen Family of Red Maple Forest!" Seeing the flying boat dive towards it, Wang Nian exclaimed in surprise, seeming to find it somewhat unbelievable. "Why would remnants of the Blood Robe Tower be here? The Chen family was the previous Peak Lord's family."

In his memory, the Chen family had always been the most loyal vassal family of Flying Immortal Peak.

Although they had declined after the previous Peak Lord died at the hands of the Blood Robe Tower, they should have hated the Blood Robe Tower.

How did they get involved with the remnants of the Blood Robe Tower?

At this very moment.

The Peak Lord on another flying boat suddenly spoke.

"The remnants of the Blood Robe Tower are hidden within the Chen family... The Chen family has colluded with the Blood Robe Tower to harm my Flying Immortal Peak disciples. Kill one person from the Chen family and be rewarded with twenty low-grade spirit stones! Kill one remnant of the Blood Robe Tower and be rewarded with a hundred!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The Flying Immortal Peak disciples on the flying boat instantly erupted.

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