Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Ming wiped out all of Sea God Island's covert forces in the coastal cities.
The brainwashed civilians all regained their senses, and the coastline stretching for thousands of miles finally welcomed a long-lost peace.
The blue sea stretched without end, its waters calm and its winds gentle.
A massive ocean-going ship cut through the water, slowly sailing across the vast sea.
Sea winds howled at the bow, where Jiang Ming stood with his hands behind his back.
Not a trace of Soul Power emanated from him. He looked no different from an ordinary passerby.
Qian Renxue stood beside Jiang Ming.
After two months of purging their forces, she had long since seen through Sea God Island's hypocrisy.
What shocked her most was its hierarchy!
Sea God Island divided soul masters into rigid tiers!
And it did so openly, without a shred of shame!
As for ordinary people?
They might as well delete their accounts and start over!
"When we set sail, that city lord said there were quite a few pirates around here."
Qian Renxue swept her gaze across the boundless sea, a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Pirates? Wouldn't that be interesting? They could capture you and make you their chief's wife!"
Jiang Ming spoke with keen interest.
"Anyone who could beat me would have to be at least rank ninety-five!"
"A rank ninety-five Super Douluo, willing to become a pirate? Wouldn't that be the biggest joke under heaven!"
Disbelief was written all over Qian Renxue's face.
"Hard to say!"
"But I agree with your opinion of pirates."
"A bunch of bottom-feeding trash, creatures that can't bear the light of day!"
"Once a thief, always a thief!"
"If a world needs pirates to save it, that world should