It was a huge spiritual boat that had a radius of more than 1,000 meters. It had two sharp ends and a wide body. It was made of a kind of black-colored iron wood, and the joints were connected by Mystic Iron. There were several exquisite runes and big arrays on the sides of the boat, making it look quaint and dignified. There were layers of carved buildings and painted palaces on the body of the boat, making it look very elegant and not an ordinary cultivator's boat.
Fang Xing wanted to rob a hunting spiritual boat that went deep into the Setting Sun Desert to hunt rare demonic beasts. However, now that the Wing Province was in a state of war, the hunting cultivators that were often seen in the Setting Sun Desert had disappeared. After waiting for three days, he finally found such a spiritual boat. Seeing the defensive spiritual boat and the gloomy reaction, he knew that this boat was not easy to rob, so he immediately changed his plan.
He wasn't worried. Even if the people on this spiritual boat were not easy to deal with, they could always escape.
"Who is blocking the way?"
With a rumble, the spiritual boat slowed down, and a deep voice came from inside the boat, spreading out like muffled thunder.
Fang Xing cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I'm a traveler who wants to go to the Demon Court. Can you give me a ride, Fellow Daoist?"
At this moment, a few figures appeared on the spiritual boat. There were four to five ghost-like elders in linen clothes on the boat, staring at Fang Xing silently. At the front of the spiritual boat, facing Fang Xing, a middle-aged man with messy hair appeared. He was extremely burly like an iron tower, and he looked forward with an unfriendly expression.
Beside him, there were four or five young cultivators, all of them dressed in bright clothes. At this moment, they were leaning against the railing of the ship, looking ahead with slight curiosity. They seemed to be bored to death and were speaking softly to each other.
"We're not a merchant ship that carries people randomly. You've got the wrong person. Get out of the way, or you'll die!"
The middle-aged cultivator who looked like an iron tower said coldly with a chilly expression.
As soon as he said that, the array formations on the spiritual boat that could release powerful spiritual energy shone brighter.
"F * ck me! He's even more arrogant than Yours Truly?"
Fang Xing cursed in his heart. He knew that this group of people really dared to attack him, so he could only smile and step aside.
He had seen that the cultivation strength of the iron-tower-like burly man had reached mid-tier Golden Core Realm, and his physical body contained indescribably horrifying strength. The old men in linen who had appeared and then disappeared like ghosts seemed to be servants, but their cultivation strengths had also reached the Golden Core Realm. It seemed that the people on the spiritual boat were not ordinary.
Seeing that Fang Xing had given way, the middle-aged man didn't say anything. He snorted coldly and ordered them to continue on their journey.
However, when the spiritual boat was about to set sail, a young woman who was wearing a pale yellow dress and a green jade ornament on her head suddenly smiled at the middle-aged male cultivator and said, "Elder Tong, it's fate that we met in this boundless desert. Why do you keep me at a distance of thousands of kilometers? There's no harm in giving them a ride. There's so much space on the boat, and we don't need a room for them! "
The cultivator who was driving the boat had a lower status than them. He frowned and said, "Little Ancestor Ling, if they offend the honored guests on the boat …"
Ms. Ling smiled and said, "Let them stay in the cabin and don't wander around. What else can happen?"
The cultivator who was driving the boat stopped talking and waved his hand coldly, indicating that Fang Xing could board the spiritual boat. Fang Xing was overjoyed. He cupped his hands at Fairy Ling who had a jade ornament on her head and boarded the boat with the group of little foxes. Fairy Ling smiled faintly and went back to her room with the others. The cultivator who was driving the boat led Fang Xing to a cabin under the boat and interrogated him.
As for his identity, Fang Xing casually made up a lie. He only said that he was a rogue cultivator wandering around. Because he was entrusted by the elders of this group of little foxes, he was going to send them back to their hometown. His words were half true and half false, so it was not easy to see through him.
The cultivator who was driving the boat didn't ask more questions. He just reminded him, "You're lucky. The Little Ancestor of the Ling Family is kind enough to let you stay here. You just need to follow them, and you'll have three meals a day. Just remember not to come out often, especially in the upper two levels. Don't wander around. If you offend anyone, they're not people that you, an independent cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, can afford to offend …"
Fang Xing agreed with a smile and stuffed a piece of spiritual essence into the pocket of the cultivator who was driving the boat.
The servants on the boat cleaned up a guest room for Fang Xing. It was a room at the bottom of the boat, but it was spacious with a space of about 30 meters. Besides, there were a few big windows in the bottom of the boat, and the light was bright. The room was well-decorated, and the floor was covered with expensive brocade carpets. Compared with their previous rough days, this place was like heaven.
As soon as the little foxes entered the room, they rolled on the carpet and didn't want to move anymore.
After a few days, it was quite peaceful. Fang Xing was satisfied, and so were the little foxes.
After all, Fang Xing was at the Golden Core Realm and didn't mind eating only one meal every few days. However, the little foxes had to eat every day. In the past, Fang Xing roasted a big piece of meat and cut it for them when they were hungry. The meat was cold, hard, and tasteless. Now, on the spiritual boat, they ate three meals a day with the servants at the bottom of the boat, and their bellies were round and round.
In the past few days, Fang Xing had probed the spiritual boat with his spiritual senses several times and found that there were layers of restrictions on the second level and above that prevented his spiritual senses from probing. With his powerful spiritual senses, it was easy for him to break through the restrictions. However, since he was staying here for the night, he was too embarrassed to do so. He could only pay careful attention and occasionally eavesdrop on the conversations of the servants at the bottom of the boat and heard a lot.
It turned out that the young masters and young ladies on the second level were all members of the aristocratic families of the Demon Chasing Alliance in the three southern provinces of the Northern Continent. The Demon Chasing Alliance was powerful and had complex factions, and the Ling, Yu, Cui, and Mo Families were the four most powerful families. On this trip, the Golden Core Realm small ancestors of the Ling, Cui, Mo, and Yu Families were all here.
What was even more surprising was that on the first level of the spiritual boat, there were a few 'distinguished guests' whom the servants didn't dare to talk about. Their backgrounds were mysterious, but their status was much higher than that of the members of the four aristocratic families. Even the servants had to serve them carefully.
In addition, Fang Xing also felt strange. The Demon Chasing Alliance was a cultivation alliance formed by some branches of the major forces in the Godly Land and the Nan Zhan State. As the name implied, it was created to deter the Demon Clan. It had been established in the Northern Continent for thousands of years, and they had fought and killed each other, staining each other with endless blood. Strictly speaking, they had a feud with the Demon Clan. These small ancestors were all geniuses that the aristocratic families had spent a lot of effort to cultivate. They had the hope of reaching the Yuanying Realm, so they were very precious. Why did they go to the Demon Court?
On this evening, Fang Xing was dozing off on the couch when it was time for dinner. A group of little foxes were so hungry that they began to cry. The fox girl Xiao Yi washed her hands, carried the red lacquer wooden plate, and took Fang Xing's wine gourd. She was going to go to the kitchen in the lower cabin to get food and bring back some wine for Fang Xing. Fang Xing was arrogant, and the other little foxes were young, so she was the only one who could do this.
Fortunately, Fang Xing was usually generous with his money. He gave out quite a lot of spirit stones. Nine out of ten servants in the lower cabin had benefited from him. Therefore, although humans and demons were different, they only regarded her as Fang Xing's little handmaiden. They would not make things difficult for her for no reason.
Along the corridor to the spacious dining hall at the end, she saw that the servants were already eating and drinking here in twos and threes. When they saw the little fox girl, they even flirted with her. The fox girl Xiao Yi blushed, lowered her head, and walked to the front of the wooden table. She quietly stuffed a red Spirit Stone into the fat chef's hand, and then whispered, "I'm here to get food for Master Fang. The wine gourd needs to be filled …"
The fat chef had received a lot of benefits, and he happily put the Spirit Stone into his sleeve. He smiled and said, "That Gold Core Realm senior is really polite. Go back and thank him for me. The food will be served soon, and there are also fresh melons. I'll take some more for you, so that those little foxes can satisfy their cravings. I'll give him a gourd of good wine first. Later, I'll tell him that this is my private stash!"
With the Spirit Stone in hand, he was very enthusiastic and kind. Soon, a pot of oily Black Dolphin meat, vegetables, fruits, and other food was served, and a gourd of good wine was filled. The fox girl Xiao Yi picked up the wooden plate with a red face. Because the fat chef was in a good mood today, he gave her more than usual, but it was a little heavy. The fox girl Xiao Yi struggled to carry the plate, and step by step, she shakily walked into the cabin.
When the fat chef saw this, he was about to do a good deed and have someone send her back, but he suddenly raised his head and was startled. His expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly ran out from behind the wooden table and knelt down on one knee in front of the fox girl Xiao Yi. The other servants were eating and drinking in twos and threes, but when they followed the fat chef's gaze, their expressions also changed greatly, and they all knelt down to pay their respects.
"This little one greets Little Master Cui and pays my respects to Little Master Cui …"
Behind the fox girl Xiao Yi, a white-faced young man with curly hair walked down from the wooden stairs that led to the second level of the spiritual boat. This young man was wearing a luxurious robe, and he had a sickly face. He was obviously the Little Master of the Cui Family, an ancient family of the Demon Chasing League, and he was one of the most prestigious people on this spiritual boat except for the few honored guests at the top. No one knew why he had lowered himself to come here.
"Little Master, this is the little fox girl they were talking about!"
Beside Young Master Cui was a maid in green, and she said softly when she saw the fox girl Xiao Yi.
The gaze of the sickly looking young man had already fallen on the fox girl Little One, his faintly blue pupils faintly shining. After a long while, he gently nodded his head and smiled with satisfaction, "She's actually a good product. I'm really lucky. It's not convenient to bring those at home with me. I thought I'd have to endure the hardships along the way, but I didn't expect the heavens to send one to me!"
The maidservant in green was slightly worried and said in a low voice, "Little Ancestor, before we came, the Old Ancestor warned you to restrain yourself on the road. He didn't let you bring the little girls in the family because he was worried that the people above wouldn't like them …"
The sickly young man chuckled and said, "I'm just having fun. Besides, I didn't bring her on the spiritual boat, so how would they know? This little fox was brought up by an independent cultivator who boarded the boat, right? Give him a few spirit stones and tell him that I bought this little fox. If he doesn't want to die, he'd better keep it to himself … Hehehe, I'll return it to him after we're done … "
As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and hooked his finger toward the fox girl Xiao Yi's chin.
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