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Chapter 140 A Secret Abode is Searched Amidst the Fog-Shrouded Desert Island; A Swarm of Stalkers Pursues a Treacherous Scheme [Part Two]

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he made a move to urge the flying boat to leave.

Langgan quickly said, "Senior Brother Yanming, please wait."

"Is there anything else?" Tang Hao paused and looked at her.

Looking embarrassed, Langgan felt a little ashamed.

"To be honest, senior brother, our flying boats were all destroyed when we were chased by the cultivators from Moon Spring Island. I wonder if you could sell us one?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao glanced around: 'Eight Foundation Establishment cultivators, and you can't find a single intact flying boat? Are you kidding me?'

With a "pfft," Yao Guang couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the other eight women also had smiles on their faces.

Lang Gan and the others became increasingly uneasy.

“Master, what Lord Langganhuan said should be true. When cultivators fight at sea, flying boats are the primary target of attack. It is common to run out of flying boats after a chase.”

After laughing, Yao Guang offered a brief explanation for him.

It wasn't that she was particularly knowledgeable; rather, she had witnessed Lang Gan and the others' experiences firsthand.

Yao Guang secretly relayed the details of the pursuit in a concise manner.

The cultivators of Moon Spring Island are indeed very skilled at attacking flying boats.

Various targeted talismans and consumable magical artifacts seem to be designed specifically to damage the airship's shield and hull.

According to Yao Guang, each of them had used at least one flying boat, so it was normal that they didn't have any flying boats available.

"I see." Tang Hao suddenly realized.

Although he had nine women with him and stayed nearby, he spent most of his time checking the spoils in the secret vault and resting with his eyes closed.

It wasn't until the final battle that he paid attention for a while, learning about the methods of Lang Gan, Bei Shanming, and others.

'No wonder we were blocked back then, it turns out we didn't have any means of escape.' After understanding the reason, Tang Hao was both amused and exasperated.

'I'm counting on these people to go treasure hunting; if they run there on foot, how long will that take?'

Thinking this, he examined the storage devices of the cultivators on Moon Spring Island.

'Tsk tsk, it's a Pyrrhic victory, hurting the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred of your own. At sea, repairing and selling flying boats should be a lucrative business.'

Nearly half of the flying boats belonging to the Quan family elders were also damaged and temporarily unusable.

"That makes sense. Beishan Ming had spent some time at sea, and Langgan is a native of Yuequan Island; they would definitely be prepared."

Tang Hao's heart stirred, and he waved his hand to release several flying boats: "In that case, you can choose whichever you like."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Lang Gan relaxed and, after inspecting the ship, made his choice: "This one will do."

At first glance, Tang Hao smiled; it was actually the ship he had obtained from Steward Lü Hui.

After all, this is his first private flying boat, so he definitely wants to give it a good price: "This boat is a top-grade spiritual artifact, priced at two hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

Among treasures of the same grade, flying boats don't fetch high prices, so this price is already quite high.

Lang Gan, without hesitation, took out a small bag of spirit stones and respectfully handed it over.

Having confirmed the quantity was correct, Tang Hao reached out and erased the divine sense imprint within the flying boat's control center.

After the money and goods were exchanged, Langgan took his leave, and the flying boat carrying Beishan Ming and the others quickly flew away into the distance.

Once it was no longer visible to the naked eye, Tang Hao urged his flying boat straight into the sky and followed the sensory connection.

Kitayama Ming circled around in the flying boat, unable to help but frown.

"My lord, what's wrong?" Langgan noticed his expression and asked with concern.

Shaking his head, Bei Shanming said, "This boat was produced by our sect. Judging from its design and appearance, it should have been ordered by an inner disciple, and someone of extraordinary status."

"The other flying boats that Lord Yanming took out were also produced by the five major immortal sects. Except for the [Xiaoyao Sword Sect], it can be said that they have all been gathered," he recalled.

As law enforcement cultivators, the market town of Qingmu Immortal City is one of their key patrol areas.

The five major immortal sects have a rule that identity verification is required for all transactions in the shops of their respective immortal cities.

However, this is not necessary for street vendors in the market. Therefore, law enforcement monks need to pay attention to the items being sold during their patrols to see if there is anything suspicious.

Therefore, after several years of law enforcement experience, he was very familiar with the products of his own sect, as well as the products of the other four sects.

'Stop pretending!'

Upon seeing this, Langgan couldn't help but secretly curl his lip.

On the surface, she smiled charmingly and said, "Young master, you're used to being a law enforcement officer, so you're analyzing and identifying stolen goods."

"got used to."

Beishan Ming's eyebrows twitched, and he said with a hint of smugness.

"Yanming is the master of my [Hehuan Sect], and may even be the Holy Son. It's not unusual for him to have extra magical artifacts and treasures from righteous immortal sects," Langgan said dismissively.

That makes sense, Kitayama Miyako thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, saying nothing more about it.

After a slight hesitation, Langgan looked at him solemnly and said, "My lord, now that we have left Moon Spring Island, you should tell me what you want me to help you find?"

'Beishan Ming is really suspicious. Even after all this, he's still quite wary of me.' She felt helpless.

The [Joyful Love Gu] was controlled by demonic energy and infected her in reverse, instantly reversing the roles of the two.

Fortunately, Beishan Ming did not know how to control demonic energy. Although she had a life bond with it, she was not completely controlled by it.

'I thought that after going through life and death together, we would finally be open and honest with each other, but he still fobbed me off with all sorts of vague excuses.'

Previously, while on the Yanming ship, when guarding the cultivators of Yuequan Island, Langgan had spoken to Beishanming about the next steps, but the result was not ideal.

Beishan Ming remained silent for a moment, just as Langgan frowned, thinking he wasn't going to speak yet.

The other person suddenly spoke in a low voice: "Do you still remember what Guangbai said on the day we met?"

"Does my lord mean your experience of staying overseas?" Langgan recalled the events of that day, but didn't remember the details.

"Ah."

He responded and sat down beside him. Beishan Ming continued, "More than twenty years ago, I used the Void Talisman and was swept up by spatial turbulence, which unexpectedly brought me to the desolate sea, where I was stranded on a deserted island."

"The spiritual energy on the island was so dense that it was difficult to breathe, and I was seriously injured. It took me many years to recover and find a way out, and I wasted twelve years there."

When talking about his past being stranded on a deserted island, he naturally couldn't help but recall what happened back then.

Having missed the opportunity to travel to Lu Xianyou, his cultivation level fell far behind that of his peers. His magic treasures were taken back by his family, and he was ridiculed and mocked by others. For a time, his fists clenched so tightly that they cracked.

I looked at him with a puzzled expression. His experience of being stranded on a deserted island was indeed heartbreaking, but it didn't have to be something to be so bitter and resentful about.

"However, it seems you're prepared to be frank, so I'll reluctantly offer you some words of comfort." Langgan narrowed his eyes.

She sat down beside him, hugged him, and looked at him with pity and tenderness.

"I never imagined that you, sir, had such an experience. Otherwise, you would probably have already soared to great heights, not to mention forming the Golden Core, you would probably have already begun preparing to form the Nascent Soul."

"Nascent Soul formation? Yes, Yu Mian is preparing to form her Nascent Soul. If it weren't for that, we would have been an enviable couple for many people." Bei Shanming muttered to himself.

'Why did I use the Void Rune to escape? If I had stayed there... everything would have been different.' He was filled with regret.

Then, gritting his teeth, he said, 'No! No! This isn't my fault. It's Lu Xianyou, yes, it's him! Why couldn't he have arrived a little earlier? He's the one who caused this mess for me.'

A faint demonic aura surged in Beishan Ming's eyes, as if he were about to lose control.

A sudden chill ran through him. Langgan noticed something was wrong with him and quickly whispered the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra" in his ear.

Only after the other person's breathing gradually calmed down did she breathe a sigh of relief: 'This person is simply insane! He almost went mad just recounting his past. I'm truly amazed.'

Seeing Beishan Ming turn to look at her, she quickly composed herself, controlled her expression, and put on a caring and protective look.

"Young master, you've survived a great calamity; surely you're destined for good fortune. So, what you're looking for is on that deserted island?" Langgan's eyes suddenly lit up. He asked urgently, "Could it be some kind of secret palace ruins?"

"Most likely correct!" Kitayama Mei nodded slowly, his narrowed eyes scrutinizing her subtle expressions.

He cursed inwardly, but Lang Gan quickly put on a smile, as if he were happy for him.

"Here it comes! It's all fate. If there hadn't been the hardships you endured before, how could you have had this opportunity?"

Seeing that the other person was showing a hint of agreement, she immediately added fuel to the fire.

"With the help of the secret treasures, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Breaking through to the Core Formation realm is just around the corner. At that time, you will surely soar to great heights and become an unparalleled genius who dominates the generation!"

Langgan's exaggerated words resonated deeply with Beishan Ming.

He immediately burst into laughter and said, "Gan'er, are you willing to help? I will certainly share my knowledge and skills without hesitation. We can both reach the Core Formation stage and become a divine couple."

"I am more than willing, my lord, rest assured! I will definitely help you obtain the secret treasures and stay by your side to assist you in the future."

Langgan suppressed the churning in her stomach and adopted a shy and adoring posture.

Seeing this, Kitayama Mikoto's appetite was whetted.

His primordial yang energy had just been released, and he was already at the point where he was beginning to savor the taste of life.

Thinking of the wondrous uses of the Gu Mother's blood, he could no longer resist and immediately pulled her into his arms.

He whispered in her ear, "We've been quite frank with each other today, so why don't we celebrate properly, with that..."

"No!" Langgan refused, his expression changing.

Ten drops of blood, without any special methods, can only be restored to one drop on their own after a year.

In just a few days, she has already lost four drops of blood. Once she loses half of it, her strength will inevitably plummet, and she will be susceptible to illness, making it difficult for her to protect herself.

Noticing that the other party's expression had turned cold, she quickly explained, "The medicine we prepared last time has been used up. If you want to experience it, you will need to draw blood from my heart."

"But I just gave my lifeblood to Senior Brother Yanming, and now I have to explore the secret palace ruins. If my strength is damaged, wouldn't that delay your important business?"

Langgan spoke coquettishly, but her words were all out of consideration for the other person.

"Once this mission is successful, I will summon my Gu Masters upon our return and prepare enough medicinal liquid for my lord to enjoy, shall I?"

Finally, whispering in his ear, Langgan breathed, "We haven't tried it without the Gu Mother's blood yet. That would be a completely different experience. Wouldn't you like to try it, my lord?"

The soft, moist touch that brushed against his ear made Kitayama Mikoto shudder involuntarily.

He turned his head and carefully examined the beautiful woman beside him.

To be honest, although Langgan is not as beautiful as Yan Yumin, she is still considered a stunning beauty.

Without realizing it, his throat was already heaving.

Knowing the time was right, Langgan wrapped her arms and legs around Beishan Ming, leaned back, and pulled him down with her.

Several miles away, two streaks of light, one red and one white, kept weaving through the clouds.

These two streaks of light were none other than Flower Ghost and Cleansing Dust Boy.

They moved extremely fast without making a sound, and their expressions were extremely relaxed, clearly indicating that they were far from their limit.

"Why do you insist on coming along?" Jingchen Tongzi asked helplessly. "Tang Hao has already agreed. Wouldn't it be better to just wait obediently near Moon Spring Island?"

After leaving Tang Hao's flying boat, he thought he could finally find a place to rest.

A month later, after the two had traded the beads, he could happily return to his clan.

Before he could even feel happy for a moment, the witch vanished again and followed the flying boat.

He thought she was worried that Tang Hao wouldn't keep his promise, but he soon realized that she had set her sights on Bei Shanming and the others.

Hua Guigui wrinkled her nose and snorted, "What does his agreement or not have to do with my following Beishan Ming and the others?"

"You want to use Langgan and the others as scapegoats?" Jingchen Tongzi looked at her suspiciously. "Although these people are Hehuan cultivators, I can't just watch you kill them at will."

"What a nice guy!"

With a pursed lip and an eye roll, Hua Guigui said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in their people."

"Then why are you still following them, um..." Jingchen Tongzi paused suddenly, as if thinking of something.

Then, his eyes widened: "You heard their telepathy too?"

"How is that possible? Aren't you at the Core Formation stage?" he asked incredulously.

It is quite common for high-level cultivators to intercept the messages of low-level cultivators.

However, without using special methods, the reason for this situation is that the difference in cultivation level is too great.

As for Hua Guigui, a Core Formation cultivator who could be knocked unconscious by a Foundation Establishment disciple, it's highly illogical that she could overhear the conversations of two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Fuss!"

Hua Guigui glanced at him guiltily, then feigned contempt and said, "Don't you know there are special treasures for intercepting transmitted messages?"

"Really?" Jingchen Tongzi didn't believe it.

In his memory, the other party did not use any treasures.

As a transformed spiritual treasure, he had that much confidence: 'What treasure could possibly be used secretly without my noticing?'

As he spoke, his gaze immediately turned to the witch, preparing to see if there was anything unusual about her.

Hua Guigui shrank back, gritted her teeth, pulled off the small conch shell hanging from her waist, waved it at him, and quickly put it into her ring.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is it. Don't worry, I won't eavesdrop on you. Look, I've put it away."

He clapped his hands as he spoke to prove his innocence.

"A conch shell? The design does resemble an eavesdropping device, but..." Jingchen Boy only caught a glimpse of its appearance.

He frowned and recalled, "This thing looks so similar to the little gadgets you bought at the beach?"

"Ugh... this trick to deceive people, you're so annoying! You're so long-winded! I can't be bothered with you!" Flower Ghost complained and sped away as if fleeing.

Jingchen Tongzi scratched his head, thinking to himself that people's thoughts were truly unpredictable, and also sped up to follow.

A moment later, the magical flying boat flashed past.

"This feeling is... Flower Ghost?" Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

With a strange expression, he asked, "Why did this witch come along too?"

He has a special sensitivity to the energy and treasures rewarded by the system.

He had used the reward energy as a way to mark the cultivator's actions more than once.

"The Flower Demon swallowed the Blood Shark Pearl I gave it, but it hasn't been fully refined yet, so it feels quite peculiar," he clicked his tongue.

He thought to himself, 'With Flower Demon here, Pure Dust Boy must be here too. I wonder if this is a good thing or a bad thing.'

"Let's take it one step at a time," Tang Hao thought without giving it much thought, and continued to urge the flying boat onward.

that's it……

Beishan Ming led the way with Langgan.

Flower Ghost and Cleansing Dust Boy followed silently.

Tang Hao, piloting his flying boat, followed his senses and hovered far behind.

After a day and a night, the three groups of people finally arrived outside a sea of ​​fog.

We've arrived at the desert island.

(End of this chapter)