I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 295 I have something to say
"what!"

On the deck, an old woman with a flag on her head looked surprised.

This old woman was none other than Zeng Peiyao, the owner of Xiangquan Valley who had escaped a disaster more than two days ago.

In addition to this old woman, there was another woman with a frosty face sitting cross-legged on the deck. She was Han Shuang, the other person who escaped.

The island where the Ghost Car is located is about twenty days away from the land where the Great Xuan Realm is located.

Zeng Peiyao, who was unfamiliar with overseas and only concerned about escaping, soon got lost.

Moreover, he was seriously injured and his magic power was almost exhausted. He had no choice but to take out a boat from his storage ring that he had prepared for this voyage in case of any unexpected events.

This ship is far inferior to Shi Yi's carefully prepared large ship, but at least it is a place to stay and recuperate.

The sea was vast, so Zeng Peiyao wasn't too worried about running into Shi Yi and the others.

And there was no point in worrying. She was seriously injured and her magic power was almost exhausted. If she didn't recuperate and rest immediately, she would probably be killed by a slight accident on the sea, even without meeting Shi Yi and the others.

Coincidentally, the day before yesterday, when Zeng Peiyao was recuperating from her injuries, she unexpectedly met Han Shuang, who was also fleeing in a panic.

Both of them were wanderers in the world, so it was natural for them to choose to join forces temporarily.

Zeng Peiyao practices evil magic. She needs to feed herself with her own blood to cast the bloodthirsty ghost hand flag, and the blood she loses can be compensated by consuming the blood of some low-level monks and monsters.

Over the past two days, she has regained some of her strength and no longer looks as skinny as she did that day, but she is still a long way from fully recovering.

Today, Zeng Peiyao was recuperating and regulating her breathing on the boat when she suddenly spotted a golden-feathered eagle in the sky.

The golden-winged eagle is only a level two monster.

Zeng Peiyao naturally thought that it was easy to get.

Unexpectedly, the golden-winged eagle was quite powerful. It had reached level three and was able to dodge the ghost claws she cast.

However, after the accident, Zeng Peiyao immediately showed a look of surprise.

For Zeng Peiyao, who had lost too much blood, the blood of level one or two monsters was of poor quality. As for level four monsters, not to mention that she could not hunt them down, even if she could, she would not dare to ingest their violent blood.

The blood of the third-level monster is the most suitable blood replenishment for her now.

"Fellow Daoist Zeng, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why did you kill my spiritual bird as soon as we met?" Zeng Peiyao was about to attack again when a familiar voice came from the Golden-Winged Eagle.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Xia. You also managed to escape? Well, I forgot that you had the help of this eagle!" Zeng Peiyao was surprised to see that it was Xia Daoming. Then, she glanced at the golden-winged eagle that was shining with golden light and had an extraordinary demeanor, and she was suddenly relieved.

"Haha! I'm lucky." Xia Daoming smiled without comment.

"We don't know how many miles this place is away from Daliang State, and we don't know how many unknown dangers are hidden here. Since we can meet again, it must be fate. Fellow Daoist Xia, why don't you come down? We can travel together and take care of each other." Zeng Peiyao tried her best to force a friendly and sincere smile on her wrinkled old face, and at the same time, she winked at Han Shuang who was sitting cross-legged beside her.

Han Shuang nodded slightly, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, he had already grasped the ice flying sword in his hand.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Zeng. It's okay if we travel together. I still prefer to travel alone. I will visit you again when I return to Daliang." Xia Daoming politely declined, but glanced at Han Shuang below, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

"Since you're here, Brother Xia, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Before Xia Daoming finished speaking, Han Shuang rolled up a cold light and rushed up with his sword.

Zeng Peiyao was not slow either, a beam of blood light rolled up and soared into the sky.

The two men stopped Xia Daoming one in front and one behind.

"What do you mean?" Xia Daoming's face changed slightly.

"It's nothing. I just want to get back some of the debt your master owes you." Han Shuang sneered.

As he spoke, Han Shuang looked at Zeng Peiyao.

"Master Zeng, the man, the golden-winged eagle, and the storage rings and magic tools on him are all yours. I only want his spirit beast bag." Han Shuang said, staring at Xia Daoming's abdomen with a burning gaze.

Xia Daoming's spirit beast bag was in his arms.

Zeng Peiyao smiled coldly upon hearing this and said, "The sister of the Han family has made a good calculation. This golden-winged eagle is a medium-sized spiritual bird. This boy's spiritual beast bag can store this spiritual bird. The value of the spiritual beast bag may be comparable to that of a magic weapon. What is the value of a magic weapon? I think I don't need to explain it in detail."

“That’s true, but this boy is a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect. Even if he is only in the late stage of foundation building, judging from the fact that he carries a spirit beast bag of this level, he must have a lot of other good things. Maybe there is some treasure that is as valuable as a magic weapon?
I gave up the storage ring and all the magic tools, which meant I gave up the chance to win the lottery. Besides, this boy and the golden-winged eagle are what Zeng Gu needs urgently now. Zeng Gu can't have taken so many benefits and still want to compete with me for the spirit beast bag, right?" Han Shuang said with a cold smile.

Zeng Peiyao's expression changed several times, and finally she laughed dryly and said, "What the Han girl said makes sense, so let's divide it according to what you said."

"When you distribute it like this, don't you think about asking for the opinion of me as your master?" Xia Daoming looked at the two of them with a mocking look on his face.

"Ask for your opinion?" Zeng Peiyao and Han Shuang felt as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Do you think you can still escape unexpectedly from the two of us, just like you did on the island before, relying on the magical bird under you?"

"Did I ever say that I escaped with the help of the magical bird under me?" Xia Daoming asked jokingly.

"Humph, could it be that you managed to fight your way out by relying on your own abilities?" Zeng Peiyao sneered disdainfully.

No matter how strong she was, she still vomited several mouthfuls of blood before she escaped death.

Xia Daoming was a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, and he could fight his way out with his own ability. Zeng Peiyao would never believe it. "Okay, kid, you don't have to waste time. The sea is vast, and no one will come to save you." Han Shuang smiled coldly, raised his sword gesture, pointed at Xia Daoming, and the ice sword rolled up gusts of cold wind, whistling towards Xia Daoming.

Zeng Peiyao did not take any action when she saw this, but the bloodthirsty ghost hand flag above her head had already unfolded, and a ghost hand stretched out from the flag, ready to prevent Xia Daoming from riding the golden-winged eagle and running away.

"Ugh!"

Seeing the Ice Sword coming, Xia Daoming sighed helplessly, raised his hand, and the Ten Thousand Poisonous Snakes Banner was already hanging in the air.

When the flag is unfurled, it will flutter in the wind.

A billowing black gas rushed out from the banner and swept towards the bottom like covering the sky and the sun.

"magic weapon!"

Han Shuang and Zeng Peiyao were startled when they saw that the flags looked quite powerful, but they did not retreat immediately.

After all, the two of them were fake elixir cultivators, and the other party was just a late foundation-building cultivator.

Even though the flags were mighty and magical, and could exert great power, it was just a good thing for them.

Even at this time, Han Shuang regretted that he had locked the spirit beast bag in advance.

Now, the other party actually took out a magic weapon.

After Zeng Peiyao was startled, she became ecstatic and spat a mouthful of blood on the bloodthirsty ghost's banner.

The ghost hand immediately stretched out its entire body from the banner and into the black air, trying to go straight through the black air and grab Xia Daoming.

Han Shuang did not retract his ice sword, but instead went forward towards the black air.

"Ugh!"

Seeing this, Xia Daoming sighed again and shook his head.

Originally, with their cultivation levels, if they decided to turn around and run away, he would have to use the Xuanmeng Mirror and the Qingjiao Sword.

Now, the two of them actually underestimated him and directly drove their magic weapons to kill him. They were simply walking into a trap.

"not good!"

As soon as the ice sword and the bloody ghost claw entered the thick black air, Han Shuang and Zeng Peiyao's faces suddenly changed, their eyes revealed disbelief and horror, and they subconsciously retreated quickly.

"late!"

A calm and indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the two.

Then, the black gas suddenly surged and turned into a bottomless mouth, swallowing the two people who were retreating rapidly.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, we are all cultivators from Daliang Country, so let's talk it out! Let's talk it out!"

Zeng Peiyao's panicked and pleading voice soon emerged from the swirling black air.

"Yes, we are all cultivators from Daliang, and not long ago, we were all teammates, so I never had any intention of killing you. Unfortunately, people's hearts are really sinister and greedy. I didn't want to kill you, but you were determined to kill me!
Just like Shi Yi, it would have been great if we could all work together to make money, but he had to frame us, and ended up hurting others and himself!" Xia Daoming said sarcastically.

"You killed Shi Yi?" Zeng Peiyao and Han Shuang's exclamations were heard from the black air.

"They framed me, can I really let them go?"

"You even killed his master and his mistress? This is not... ah, ah!"

The two people's voices filled with disbelief and fear instantly turned into shrill screams, and then the screams quickly stopped.

The black gas soon returned to the flag.

Xia Daoming quickly counted the harvest and then stored them all away, then flew to the magical water boat below.

The sea is vast and there is little place to stay.

The Golden-Winged Eagle has not rested for half a day. Although this magical water boat is not as large as Shi Yi's, and cannot withstand strong winds and waves in the sea, it is convenient to carry and control alone, so it can be taken out and rested from time to time.

Shi Yi's ship was too large to be stored in the storage ring, and it required multiple people to operate it. After Xia Daoming killed the Black and White Devils that day, he looted the ship and destroyed it directly.

There is also a magical water boat stored in the Black and White Evils' storage ring, but it is estimated that it was attacked by some powerful sea monster on the way here, so the boat is damaged and needs to be repaired before it can be used.

The water boat sailed against the wind and waves at a good speed.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

According to the information Xia Daoming obtained from soul searching, if they continue to travel northwest at this speed for another three days, they will reach the lair of the Black and White Devils. If they use a Golden-winged Eagle instead, as long as they don't fly in the wrong direction or take the wrong path, they should be able to arrive in half a day.

Xia Daoming was thinking in his mind and was about to put away the water boat and release the golden-winged eagle from the spirit beast bag again, when he suddenly saw small black dots appearing in the distance in front of him.

(End of this chapter)