Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Crunch!

The massive cruise ship raised its sails, and the monks on board cast wind-based spells to increase thrust.

Finally, after the cultivators and spirits on the dark clouds had retreated more than a hundred miles, the large ship slowly came to a stop.

Glug!

Dark clouds rolled in, and the monsters above them, wielding knives, spears, and clubs, wailed and cursed loudly.

The masked cultivators also grumbled, "We want to rob you, and you're not even stopping the ship?"

"You want to crush us?"

"Do they really think we're made of clay?"

"Brothers, let's go, rob them!"

Whoosh!

A group of spirits threw out lassos and climbed onto the large ship.

On the large ship, some cultivators tried to intervene, but were stopped by the ship's own guards.

After exchanging a few words, the cultivators stopped making a move.

Wang Quan asked curiously, "Why didn't these guards stop them? Instead, they were letting the robbers run rampant. Could they be in cahoots?"

A female cultivator chuckled softly, pointing to some noble ladies and men on the deck, saying, "You'll see in a moment!"

As they were speaking, a group of spirits, cultivators, and strong male and female martial artists rushed up.

They took a scroll with portraits of people drawn on it.

Several dog demons rushed to the noblewoman's side, compared her features, and grinned maliciously, "It's her."

"Her demand was to be robbed by the robbers!"

"Room number: Deck 7, Room 7748?"

"Let's go, take the medicine, regulate our qi and blood, and get ready to get it done."

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"The demand is: to humiliate her in public?"

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"Heh! Heh! Heh!"

"I am the Sect Master of the Reliance Sect, and I have come today to rescue the Lady."

"Madam, according to the music, you cannot force yourself on me. You must read at night and bathe in the morning before you can... Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!"

"Madam, I am also a legitimate cultivator, please don't go too far!"

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Seeing this, Wang Quan gradually understood everything:

"Yes, it was all scripted!"

He watched this scene with great interest, finding it quite intriguing.

One of the female nuns explained, "Many noble ladies are bound by moral and etiquette constraints and dare not do anything excessive."

"However, when faced with robbers, it's normal to do something extreme to save your life."

"And that's precisely what makes this cruise ship so special!"

Looking at the many spirits and cultivators, Wang Quan asked curiously, "Are they really cultivators from the Backing Mountain Sect?"

"Why...does this sect engage in this kind of business?"

"Aren't you ashamed?"

The female cultivator chuckled softly, "The Backing Mountain Sect wasn't called the Backing Mountain Sect before; it had another name."

"But since they entered this line of work, they dared not tarnish the name of their ancestors, so they changed their name to the Backing Mountain Sect."

"It's said that they even found a fake ancestor—the Old Ancestor Wang Quan—to act as their figurehead."

"By the way, fellow Daoist, what's your name?"

Wang Quan smiled and pinched the female cultivator's cheek: "Wang Quan!"

Pfft!

The female cultivator laughed, her laughter shaking uncontrollably: "How annoying, you won't even tell me your real name."

Royal power...

The sect leader, Kao Shan, lay on the deck, struggling and resisting with great intensity.

This pleased the noble lady even more, and she praised his superb acting skills.

However, just as she was rejoicing, she discovered that the sect leader was no longer alive.

In desperation, she quickly fed him a potent drug: "Old man, hang in there, don't spoil my fun!"

The sect leader wanted to vomit out the great medicine because he didn't need it.

He was trembling because he had seen the royal power.

"Damn it, why did the Ancestor suddenly appear?"

"Will he stop supporting us now that he sees how depraved we've become?"

"No, he probably doesn't even know he's our backer!"

"Will he find out later?"

"Should I ask him to bestow upon me another magical artifact as a family heirloom?"

In an instant, the Sect Master of the Mountain Reliance thought of many, many things.

But when he came to his senses, he realized that Wang Quan had disappeared.

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The reason why the king's power disappeared was entirely because those female cultivators plotted against him.

It turned out that while he was engrossed in his thoughts, several female cultivators had somehow found a pure and innocent female cultivator to come over.

This female cultivator had bright, captivating eyes. When she approached Wang Quan, she sweetly introduced herself as "Jingjing."

"Brother Quan..."

A sweet, coquettish voice made Wang Quan's bones melt.

Amidst the cries of "Brother Quan," he became weak and almost devoured by the female cultivators.

Finally, he declined, citing revenge and a lack of interest in joy.

Upon hearing this, the female cultivators not only did not give up completely, but their thoughts became even more intense.

"Which sect does Brother Quan's enemy belong to?"

"Is the other party a Foundation Establishment Ancestor?"

"Even if he is a Foundation Establishment Ancestor, you don't need to worry. The rest of us are all at the Great Perfection of the Half-Step Golden Core stage."

"Without the Golden Core Ancestor appearing, the few of us can easily help you suppress all enemies."

"Come on, your sisters will help you get revenge."

Wang Quan...unable to refuse, had no choice but to agree.

As a result, these female cultivators had a wide circle of friends, and within just a few hours, they managed to contact thirty to fifty female cultivators who were willing to help him avenge his grievances.

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan sighed, "These female cultivators are truly terrifying."

"They've found so many friends in just a few hours."

"If we wait a few days until we reach the Great Liang Empire, they will probably have already colluded with all the cultivators on the ship."

"If someone is connected to my enemy and tries to stop me, I might hesitate a little when I kill them."

Thinking of this, he decisively abandoned the group of female cultivators and jumped off the large ship: "Fellow Daoists, the journey of the martial world is long and the sky is high and the water is wide. May we meet again someday!"

In the next instant, he spat out beams of sunlight and quickly fled.

On the large ship, many female cultivators looked down, only to see the shattered sea of ​​clouds, but no trace of Wang Quan.

Several younger female cultivators sighed, "I've met more than a dozen unorthodox cultivators, but none of them are as good as Brother Quan just now."

"Indeed, one should not meet someone too amazing when one is young."

"With him gone, I'm afraid I'll never be able to taste meat again."

A seasoned female cultivator chuckled, "Sister, there's no need to worry."

"In a few days, when we go to Daliang, we will naturally find him."

The young girl blinked: "It's still more than ten days' journey to Daliang. By the time we get there, he will have already finished his business and left."

"This parting may be forever."

The experienced female cultivator chuckled lightly: "He's traveling alone, so his speed can't be that fast."

"Moreover, the two major sects of the Great Liang Empire, Qingling and Qingfeng, are going to have a battle at Wolong Mountain, and they are calling on their friends and asking for help; the entire Great Liang Empire is now a mixed bag."

"If he goes, he'll probably be delayed by these trivial matters for a while."

"Even more so, his enemies appeared at the magical duel tournament."

"Let's go over slowly; not only will we be able to enjoy the battle, but we can also cheer him on!"

Upon hearing this, the young female cultivator nodded repeatedly, filled with anticipation.