Wiping Out Father-in-law

"Captain! Come help!"

Zhang Feng's anxious shout came from not far away.

The two turned to look and saw that Zhang Feng's battle with the Scaled Armor Dog Soul Master had reached a fever pitch.

Both were covered in wounds, their robes nearly dyed red with blood.

"Go."

Xia Shi's gaze sharpened, and he immediately charged over with Xia Yang.

Seeing Zhao Tianba dead and Xia Shi approaching on the heels of victory, the Scaled Armor Dog Soul Master was already scared out of his wits.

"I surrender! Don't kill me!"

"I was only making a living under Zhao Tianba! My crimes don't deserve death!"

With a terrified cry, he feinted, then turned and fled without hesitation.

The Scaled Armor Dog Soul Master darted toward the depths of the island at tremendous speed, afraid that if he slowed for even a moment, he would follow in Zhao Tianba's footsteps.

"Damn it, that bastard sure ran fast."

Watching his opponent vanish, Zhang Feng spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and cursed bitterly.

Zhang Feng did not pursue the fleeing enemy.

Because he was also at the end of the crossbow, and the many wounds on his body burned with pain.

Fourth Soul Skill: Northern Darkness Spirit Spring.

Xia Shi came to his side and waved his hand, sending out a blue-green healing ice spring.

The ice spring immediately enveloped Zhang Feng.

As the icy spring water flowed over him, the bleeding immediately stopped, and his wounds began to heal slowly.

"Rest first. I'll go help Old Sun."

After saying that, Xia Shi turned his gaze toward the other battlefield.

At that moment, Sun Chuanjun was still tangling with the Earth-Drilling Rat Soul Master on the other battlefield.

Hidden underground, the Earth-Drilling Rat Soul Master had not seen the changes in the battle outside.

Therefore, he continued to rely on the terrain, launching repeated sneak attacks from underground in an attempt to wear down Sun Chuanjun.

Second Soul Skill: North Sea Cold Current.

Third Soul Skill: Tortoise Shell Impact.

After arriving, Xia Shi did not hesitate. He dropped to one knee and smashed his right fist fiercely into the ground.

A shockwave mixed with cold air instantly penetrated underground.

Bang.

A dull impact sounded from beneath the earth, followed by a pained muffled groan.

Pfft.

The next instant, the Earth-Drilling Rat Soul Master was forced to emerge halfway from the soil.

His face was deathly pale as he exposed himself above ground.

The Earth-Drilling Rat Soul Master was filled with lingering fear.

If he had stayed underground any longer, either his internal organs would have been shattered by the vibrations, or he would have frozen to death alive.

Yet the moment he poked his head out, Xia Shi's icy gaze and an already-prepared soul skill greeted him.

Fifth Soul Skill: Profound Ice Prison.

Piercing cold instantly froze his exposed head and shoulders, fixing his entire body in place and leaving him unable to move.

Fifth Soul Skill: Golden Sky-Splitting Slash.

Sun Chuanjun forced himself to draw a breath. The Golden Warblade Martial Soul in his hand erupted with dazzling golden light.

An incomparably sharp blade aura slashed through the air!

Bang.

The ice encasing his head shattered at once, and the head within broke apart with it like an Ice Watermelon smashed on the ground.

Red and white matter splattered everywhere.

Fourth Soul Skill: Northern Darkness Spirit Spring.

Xia Shi stepped forward to support the swaying Sun Chuanjun and released his Healing Soul Skill once more.

Gentle blue light enveloped Sun Chuanjun, stabilizing his injuries.

At that moment, Zhang Feng and Xia Yang, whose injuries had eased slightly, also walked over.

The battlefield finally fell completely silent.

"Captain, Zhao Tianba's group has been wiped out. That boat they docked not far away is ownerless now."

Though weak, Sun Chuanjun still reminded them at once.

"That's right, Dad."

Xia Yang's eyes lit up. "A boat used as the personal vessel of a city lord must be worth a fortune."

"Haha, exactly."

Xia Shi smiled as well. "This time, we can truly call it a complete victory!"

"Once we sell that boat, everyone will get a large share of the Gold Soul Coins."

"Right, right. Old Sun, hurry and take out that Spirit Bone so everyone can have a look."

Zhang Feng urged impatiently, his weary face full of anticipation.

"Nearly forgot about the real prize."

Sun Chuanjun smiled too and carefully took something from his Storage Soul Tool.

It was a palm-sized piece of skeleton, warm Pale Yellow throughout, like the finest Yellow Jade.

Fine and mysterious patterns were naturally etched across its surface, extremely similar to the shell patterns of a Rock Turtle, and it faintly emitted a steady, heavy Energy Fluctuation.

"So this is a Spirit Bone..."

Zhang Feng's eyes widened as he clicked his tongue in amazement. "After all these years of wandering, this is the first time I've seen one with my own eyes and touched one with my own hands."

"It's so beautiful..."

Xia Yang's gaze was firmly drawn to it as well. The appeal of a Spirit Bone to a Soul Master was beyond question.

Everyone gathered around and carefully examined the Five Hundred Years Left Arm Soul Bone.

Excitement and burning desire shone in everyone's eyes.

Cough cough!

Xia Shi coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention back.

Then he slowly said, "How do you all think this Spirit Bone should be distributed?"

Zhang Feng spoke first, making his stance clear. "Although Old Sun and I discovered the Spirit Bone, without the boss and Xia Yang arriving in time to support us, forget keeping the Spirit Bone—we probably would have lost our lives too."

"So, boss, you decide how to divide it. I, Zhang Feng, have no objections."

"I agree with Zhang Feng."

Sun Chuanjun nodded solemnly as well.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Shi proposed a fair plan. "In that case, I'll convert the value of this Spirit Bone into an equivalent amount of Gold Soul Coins."

"Once we return, we'll deal with Zhao Tianba's boat as well. In the end, we'll pool all the gains together and distribute them according to contribution and need. What do you all think?"

"No problem."

"We'll do as the captain says."

Zhang Feng and Sun Chuanjun exchanged a glance and both agreed.

This arrangement avoided any rifts that might arise from distributing the Spirit Bone and fully considered every member of the team.

"Good! Then hurry and clean up the battlefield. After that, we'll set sail and go home."

Xia Shi waved his hand and gave the final order.

The several people immediately got to work, mainly searching Zhao Tianba and the others for any Storage Soul Tools and other valuable items they might be carrying.

After finishing the cleanup, everyone returned smoothly to the Mystic Tortoise with their spoils.

Taking over Zhao Tianba's more luxurious and sturdy vessel afterward also went exceptionally smoothly.

The few ordinary sailors left aboard, upon learning that Zhao Tianba was dead, wisely chose to surrender.

That night, everyone rested aboard the Mystic Tortoise, healing their injuries and restoring their soul power.

The next morning, the two boats sailed one behind the other, slowly leaving Moon Island beneath the rising Morning Sun and heading back toward Xiling Harbor.

At the edge of the Dense Forest on the deserted island, the Scaled Armor Dog Soul Master who had escaped by luck watched the ships gradually disappear beyond the horizon. At last, he completely relaxed and collapsed to the ground.

"I... I finally survived..."

He muttered to himself, his face filled with lingering fear and relief.

Though he had temporarily kept his life, how to leave this isolated island had become a new problem before him.

Looking around at the vast sea and barren island, a trace of confusion and despair could not help appearing on his face.