"Yes! I shall obey the ancestor's command."
With that, Guang Xing raised his hand and signaled the monks on the airship's deck to depart at once.
The Myriad Treasures Market Gai Lu had mentioned lay in a different direction from the ghost cultivator's departure: the former was to the west, while the latter had headed south.
Perhaps that was why Gai Lu had told Guang Xing to take the ship. With its speed, catching up to the ghost cultivator would be easy even with a detour.
Seeing the airship fly south, Jing Xun and the others asked no further questions.
Song Wen, however, was quite surprised.
He had originally thought Guang Xing would take only him and, at most, two Tribulation Transcendence stage helpers. After all, that ghost cultivator was at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage and stronger than Guang Xing. Tracking him alone would have been courting death.
Never had he imagined that, after Guang Xing reported to Gai Lu, Gai Lu would dispatch the entire airship and everyone aboard.
Whatever the case, he had achieved his objective.
This was his best opportunity to escape.
But this whole shipload of bald donkeys...
Song Wen's eyes shifted, sweeping over the many monks aboard.
"Xing Chang, stop looking around," Guang Xing suddenly said.
Song Wen hurriedly bowed in apology.
"I have never fought an Evil Spirit Cultivator before, so I am a little nervous. Please forgive me, Senior."
"What need is there for a mere Mahayana stage cultivator like you to fight?" Guang Xing's tone was disdainful and arrogant. "As long as that ghost cultivator truly is an Evil Spirit Cultivator as you claim, you will naturally receive a share of the credit once we capture him."
Although Guang Xing was not the strongest person aboard, Gai Lu's command placed him