Creak!
The enormous cruise ship raised its sails, and the cultivators aboard cast wind spells to increase the reverse thrust.
Only after the cultivators and spirit monsters on the black cloud had retreated over a hundred li did the great ship finally come to a slow stop.
Gurgle!
The black cloud churned, and the spirit monsters atop it brandished sabers, spears, clubs, and staves, hooting and hollering as they hurled abuse.
The many masked cultivators cursed too. "We're trying to rob you, and you wouldn't even stop the ship?"
"You even tried to run us down?"
"Do you really think we're made of clay?"
"Brothers, attack! Rob them!"
Whoosh!
A group of spirit monsters threw out lassos and climbed aboard the great ship.
Some cultivators aboard wanted to stop them, only to be stopped themselves by the ship's own guards.
After the two sides exchanged a few whispered words, the cultivators no longer intervened.
Wang Quan asked curiously, "Why aren't these guards stopping them? Why are they letting the bandits do as they please instead? Could they be in it together?"
A female cultivator giggled softly and pointed at some wealthy ladies and men on the deck. "Just watch for a moment, and you'll understand!"
As she spoke, a crowd of spirit monsters, cultivators, and muscular male and female martial artists charged aboard.
They carried scrolls depicting one face after another.
Several dog spirits rushed up to a wealthy lady, checked her against the portrait, and grinned viciously. "She's the one."
"Her request is to be thoroughly plundered by bandits!"
"Room number: deck seven, room 7748?"
"Come on, take the medicine, stir up our blood and vitality, and get ready to get it done."
"This one's request is to have her humiliated in public?"
"Heh! Heh! Heh!"
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