The Seizure of the Flying Boat
In the past, Zhao Xingyuan could only covet treasures like these from afar. But after Bi Fan's analysis, he now saw a chance to obtain them, and he was more excited than ever. So although Bi Fan had said to find as many as they could, Zhao Xingyuan resolved to retrieve every last Cold Soul Bead.
In an instant, Zhao Xingyuan spurred on the flying horse and darted around the battlefield like a bolt of lightning, swiftly gathering the Cold Soul Beads that had been knocked away.
At that moment, even though some people noticed Zhao Xingyuan's strange behavior, no one stopped him. They even assumed he was collecting the beads to curry favor with the people from Yi Huo Sect.
Zhao Xingyuan naturally knew nothing of this. If he had, he would have scoffed at the notion.
While Zhao Xingyuan went to retrieve the Cold Soul Beads, Bi Fan had already taken Little Fox and quietly returned to the Flying Boat.
There were actually very few people left aboard the Flying Boat—only ten. Of course, they were no weaklings, but compared with Bi Fan, their cultivation was nothing to speak of.
Although Bi Fan didn't take them seriously, his top priority was to take control of the entire Flying Boat as quickly as possible. So even though he was far stronger than them, he still went all out, determined to seize the vessel in the shortest time.
Since almost everyone aboard had gone to watch the commotion, the ten people forced to stay behind had each felt at least a little disgruntled. But the sudden turn of events over there had also brought them some relief. Even so, they hadn't really taken their duty of guarding the Flying Boat to heart.
After all,