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Chapter 131 Conspiracy and Deception

The priest was already considered one of the most capable fighters in the Three Seas Society.

Judging from their words just now, that person acted as if he were in an empty place, easily abducting the Celestial Venerable.

Such people are no match for them at all.

Those believers, though skilled with words, were actually quite adept at physical combat despite their large bellies—

That scene was so beautiful.

Upon hearing the captain's words, the priest's anger gradually faded, replaced by a heavy hesitation.

He recalled that person's other spells, that sphere of light that resembled the sun, under which the magical power within him surged and boiled like boiling water, almost completely out of control.

Only that meager amount of true magical power could still be mobilized.

The problem is that their level of true understanding is far lower than that person's.

The false law is useless, and the true law can't compete with it.

The priest was at a loss for words.

As for those women—while they may have some connections and backing, it's easy to imagine that they are certainly not as powerful as the Sanhai Society.

The three of them fell silent.

The cargo hold was silent except for the sound of three people breathing, a somber atmosphere that made one uneasy.

They were a bit at a loss.

Faced with absolute power, it seems that schemes and tricks are not very effective!

"How about—" the captain tentatively suggested, "poison the food?"

The first mate shook his head and frowned, saying, "No, that man hardly eats anything on the ship; he only occasionally drinks a couple of drinks with a blind man."

"Then poison the drink?"

The priest's eyes lit up slightly.

The first mate pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded: "It's feasible."

He thought for a moment and then said, "I saw that person walking very close to that blind man, and that blind man seems to be—also a true cultivator."

Upon hearing this, a sinister glint gradually appeared in the captain's eyes: "How about we poison the wine, then sow discord between the two—making them kill each other?"

The best way to deal with a True Dharma cultivator is to find another True Dharma cultivator.

These pseudo-Dharma cultivators may appear respectable and imposing on ordinary days, but when they are actually in front of genuine Dharma cultivators, they are no match at all.

The high priest sighed deeply: "If only this world had no true cultivators."

Without true Dharma cultivators, these pseudo-Dharma cultivators can act arrogantly and domineeringly, no longer needing a "true Dharma father" to weigh them down.

He raised his eyes, looked at the captain and first mate, and his gaze darkened: "For now—this is the only way."

They immediately split up to make arrangements.

First, the large loach needs to set sail quickly.

They claimed it was to prevent that demon from retaliating, speaking in a grand and righteous tone, but in reality, it was to prevent Qi Fei from leaving the ship without permission.

When that time comes, the world is vast, where will we find Qi Fei?

To make it look more realistic, they even brought in a number of pregnant women who rode on ritual implements, hurling insults at the giant sea loach and even attacking it.

The cultivators from the Three Seas Society on the Great Sea were no pushovers either. The two sides clashed in the nearshore waters for several days, creating quite a spectacle that provided ample entertainment for those on the ships.

Once the giant loach entered the deep sea, the crew couldn't catch up without large ships, and things became much quieter on the ships.

Secondly, they updated the wine on the viewing platform. They specially replaced it with several jars of excellent quality wine, placing them in the most prominent position, waiting for Qi Fei to come and drink.

However, for several days in a row, Qi Fei did not step out of his room.

He simply stayed quietly in his room, cultivating. Spiritual energy flowed slowly around him, rising and falling like the tides, and with each breath, there was a faint sound of thunder.

The little pig was lying in the corner, its eyes darting around, looking at the window one moment and the door the next, its little head seemingly plotting something.

If Qi Fei hadn't been watching it closely, it would have jumped out of the window into the sea long ago.

But it dared not.

It feared that before it even touched the water, Qi Fei would slash it with his sword, or a bolt of lightning would strike it down, obliterating it completely.

It regretted it a little.

A few days ago, when its subordinate priests reported that a True Dharma Thunder Cultivator had come to cause trouble, it shouldn't have forcibly started the ritual.

But that old mudfish has turned the South China Sea upside down, all in search of it. If it can't reincarnate and possess a human body before then, concealing its presence, its fate once found is predictable.

That's why it took the risk and made a desperate attempt.

On the day of the ceremony, it clearly did not sense Lei Xiu's presence, which is why it was able to start the ritual with peace of mind.

Who would have thought!

Qi Fei actually cultivates both lightning and sword techniques!

Sword cultivation is already the world's top offensive art, and lightning cultivation is no less so.

How come there's someone who can master both swordsmanship and lightning, leaving his bunch of weaklings helpless?

That day, when Qi Fei slashed down with his sword, if it hadn't been quick-witted and transformed into a little pig at the last second, making up lies and acting cute, it probably would have been killed on the spot by that sword!

If you add lightning magic, it's enough to reduce bones to ashes and annihilate everything!

When the time comes, instead of being found by the old mudfish, he will be killed by Qi Fei with a single sword strike.

Who can it complain to?

Originally, I thought I could get away with it, but who knew that Qi Fei seemed to have noticed something. He not only took it but also kept a close eye on it.

Just like right now.

Qi Fei sat upright in the room, meditating with his eyes closed, looking as calm as still water.

But the little pig knew in his heart that if he made the slightest move, the sword energy would rush towards him in the next moment, and he would not be able to dodge it.

How do we break this deadlock?

The little pig lay on the ground, its little eyes darting around, its mind racing, trying to come up with a perfect solution!

Right now, he can only rely on his bunch of useless subordinates to save him.

It patiently waited for several more days, and finally an opportunity came! Qi Fei finished his days of arduous training and decided to go out for a stroll.

The way of spiritual practice lies in striking a balance between tension and relaxation.

The little pig was secretly rejoicing that he was finally going out, but before he could even think about it, he suddenly felt a tightness around his neck.

It lowered its head, looking blankly at the rope tied around its neck, then looked up at Qi Fei, its eyes full of confusion: "Boss—what does this mean?"

"I'm afraid you'll wander off and get lost." Qi Fei said casually, testing the knot to make sure it was secure. "There are so many people on the ship, and it's so chaotic. What if you get lost?"

"Boss, isn't this... a bit inappropriate?" The pig's facial muscles twitched slightly. "I'm not a dog, I'm a puppy!"

"It's precisely because you're a dog with a pearl in your belly that you're afraid others will try to take advantage of you!" Qi Fei said earnestly, "I'm doing this for your own good."

The little pig wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Its "persona" is that of a pet.

In the end, it could only lower its head helplessly and resignedly follow Qi Fei's feet.

So Qi Fei led the piglet around on the boat, as if walking a dog.

The man and the pig walked slowly along the deck, occasionally stopping to admire the sea view, and soon arrived at the observation deck.

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