"Pfft!"
Three spider spears pierced Zi Zhenzhu's left shoulder and chest at the same time, sending blood spraying once more.
Zi Zhenzhu sucked in a sharp breath as the immense impact hurled her backward. She slammed heavily into the railing with a dull thud.
She struggled to stand, only to find her legs weak and her Soul Power sluggish.
Looking down, she saw purple-black poison spreading through the blood vessels around the wounds on both shoulders. Fine black patterns had surfaced along her entire arms.
"This poison... is vicious..."
Zi Zhenzhu raised her head and looked at Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing as they slowly approached, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.
She was a mighty Soul Saint, yet two Soul Ancestors had forced her into such a state?
And these were only two members of their group.
Zi Zhenzhu's gaze swept over the other youths on deck, especially the black-haired boy still gnawing on fruit. A chill suddenly rose in her heart.
That guy had not made a move from beginning to end.
"Still want to fight?"
Tang San walked up to her and sneered.
Zi Zhenzhu fell silent for several seconds, then suddenly grinned, flashing a row of white teeth.
"Can't beat you. Not fighting."
"I surrender."
Tang San: "..."
He had thought this woman would stubbornly argue a little longer. He had not expected her to surrender so cleanly.
Leaning against the railing, Zi Zhenzhu caught her breath and glanced at the wounds on her shoulders. "If we keep fighting, you'll drain me dry."
At that moment, Jiang Chen walked up to Zi Zhenzhu, crouched down, and grinned at her.
"You have two choices now. First, keep fighting us, then get tossed into the sea for the fish. Second, cooperate and take us to Sea God Island.