So Aggressive-You're Asking for Death
After flying and stopping intermittently, his spiritual energy was depleted to about 50-60%. He would then find a reef or island to land on, take out Qi-Replenishing Pill- restoring pill, and refine it to recover.
Soon, more than a dozen more Demon Fish appeared in the Storage Bag.
Wang Mengde's lips curled up slightly; this flying talisman was quite efficient at finding the Demon Fish.
In the afternoon, he was flying on a talisman, his Spirit Eye Technique habitually sweeping across the sea ahead.
Suddenly, his gaze froze.
Within sight, a group of silvery-white Demon Fish appeared, slowly swimming about ten feet below the surface of the sea.
Each of these Demon Fish was about three feet long, with a slender, shuttle-like body and a pale golden dorsal fin that shimmered with a metallic luster under the sunlight.
Their scales are fine and dense, with a subtle shimmering light flowing around their edges.
This is Silver-Scaled Thread Trout with the cultivation level of Second-Level Lesser Demon.
A rough count revealed over fifty entries.
Wang Mengde's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.
If all fifty-odd Second-Level Lesser Demon Fish were caught, it would be a considerable income.
He first habitually used his Spirit Eye Technique to scan his surroundings. The sea was empty, with no trace of cultivators, and there was no sign of demons lurking in the depths of the sea.
After confirming that it was safe, Wang Mengde made hand Hand Seals, and a series of Entwining Silk Technique shot out silently.
The fine threads of spiritual energy, almost invisible in the water, precisely entangled one Demon Fish after another.
Before the Demon Fish could react, they were bound tightly and unable to move.
One, two, three----
Wang Mengde moved with incredible speed. The Entwining Silk Technique was as easy for him to use as an extension of his own arm. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had captured all fifty-odd Demon Fish.
After knocking them unconscious, stuff them into Storage Bag.
The Storage Bag has limited space, and by the end, it was completely full.
Wang Mengde patted his bulging Storage Bag and roughly estimated in his mind that these fifty white-scaled sea monsters would cost more than five hundred Spirit Stone.
Five hundred Spirit Stone.
Wang Mengde was in a good mood. Standing on the Wind-Riding Talisman, he flew towards Rosy Cloud Island.
About fifteen minutes later.
He subconsciously used his Spirit Eye Technique, habitually scanning the sea surface in front of him.
Three figures appeared in sight, riding on swords.
The three streaks of light were arranged in a triangular pattern, and their speed was not particularly fast.
Wang Mengde used his Spirit Eye Technique to scan the area and immediately recognized the faces of the newcomers. They were all old acquaintances, his colleagues from the Island Patrol Guards.
The person in the lead was Yang Daqiang, the captain of Team Seven.
The man on the left is lean and has slightly high cheekbones; he is Guo Liqiang, the captain of the sixth team.
The man on the right bears a resemblance to Guo Liqiang, only older; he is Guo Lihui, the captain of the fourth team.
Yang Daqiang and Guo Liqiang are at the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement Refining, while Guo Lihui is at the Seventh-Level Qi Refinement Refining.
Wang Mengde pondered for a moment.
It's better to avoid trouble.
He subtly adjusted his direction using the Thousand-Mile Wind-Riding Talisman, preparing to avoid a direct confrontation with the three.
However, they only avoided it slightly further away, not by taking a long detour like they would when avoiding those Qi Refining Stage 8 or 9 cultivators.
After all, he avoids opponents he can't beat from afar, and takes a detour when he can beat them.
Wouldn't that make them useless?
Although Wang Mengde was cautious, he was never a coward.
However, just as he was adjusting his direction, the three men also saw him.
"Huh?" Guo Liqiang was the first to speak, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Isn't that Wang Mengde? He's actually at the Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement?"
He looked Wang Mengde up and down, examining the Talisman at his feet and the robes he wore, his envy practically overflowing. "It hasn't been that long since we last met, and your cultivation speed is just too fast!"
Guo Lihui also noticed the Talisman at Wang Mengde's feet, and frowned slightly. "Using Thousand-Mile Wind-Riding Talisman to travel? This Talisman costs more than forty Spirit Stone, isn't that too extravagant?"
Yang Daqiang didn't say anything, but just squinted and stared at Wang Mengde for a long time.
His gaze lingered on Wang Mengde's Storage Bag for a moment before he slowly spoke, "You don't know, Wang Mengde has recently made a fortune."
"He first captured Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle cubs, probably quite a few, and then helped Zhao Hongying, Yun Jingshan, and the others capture Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle, reaping a considerable harvest. I estimate that Wang Mengde has at least several thousand Spirit Stone on him."
Guo Liqiang and Guo Lihui exchanged a glance.
A strange look flashed in their eyes almost simultaneously.
Seeing that Wang Mengde was about to avoid them, Yang Daqiang moved his lips slightly and whispered something to the two of them.
Guo Liqiang and Guo Lihui nodded slightly after hearing this.
The next instant, the Flying Sword beneath the feet of the three accelerated simultaneously, spreading out in a fan shape and hurtling towards Wang Mengde at high speed.
Wang Mengde's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Spirit Eye Technique flowed silently through his eyes, effortlessly sweeping across the surroundings.
The sea was vast and empty, with endless blue waves.
There was no one around.
The three moved with incredible speed, arriving in front of Wang Mengde in a short time and surrounding him in a fan shape.
Wang Mengde frowned slightly, then relaxed, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, three captains."
Yang Daqiang sized him up, his gaze moving from Talisman robes he wore to the talismans at his feet, finally settling on the bulging Storage Bag at his waist. He said with a half-smile, "Wang Mengde, you're wearing robes, but you're standing on Wind-Riding Talisman. You've struck it rich, huh?"
The other two also looked Wang Mengde up and down, their gazes lingering on his Storage Bag and robes, their envy almost undisguised.
Wang Mengde smiled and said modestly, "The three captains are too kind. I simply can't afford the Sword-Controlling Technique or Flying Sword, so I had no choice but to use Wind-Riding Talisman instead."
"You three are the best; you can fly on your swords to travel, which is both fast and effortless."
This was a flawless statement, explaining both the reason for the extravagant use of talismans and subtly flattering the other party.
Yang Daqiang, however, did not take the bait. Instead, he changed the subject and said with a smile, "Wang Mengde, we are on our way to the Ten-Thousand Grotto Demon Lair. We heard that a spirit beast cub with top-quality aptitude has appeared there."
Your Spirit Eye Technique is quite impressive, why don't you join us?
If you're lucky enough to find a spirit beast cub, you'll be set for life.
"Yes, yes," Guo Liqiang chimed in, "Your Spirit Eye Technique is so powerful; with you here, our chances of finding the cubs are much greater."
Guo Lihui nodded in agreement. "Let's do it together, Wang Mengde. If we join forces, we might actually find that spirit beast cub."
The three of them chatted away, their tone as warm and friendly as that of longtime friends.
Wang Mengde shook his head, his tone calm but firm. "Thank you for your kindness, three captains, but the Ten-Thousand Grotto Demon Lair is too dangerous, so I won't go."
My cultivation level is too low; if I go, I'll only be a hindrance. It's better for me to go back to Rosy Cloud Island and cultivate honestly."
Yang Daqiang's smile froze for a moment.
He hadn't expected that his scoundrel subordinate, Wang Mengde, would refuse so decisively.
His expression darkened slightly.
Guo Liqiang and Guo Lihui exchanged a glance, their smiles gradually fading, replaced by a faint chill.
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
Yang Daqiang was silent for a moment, then spoke again, but his tone was no longer as warm as before. "Wang Mengde, since you don't want to go, then forget it, but..."