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After all, they've hired his ship to go out to sea, so their stance is naturally biased towards him.

But why did the other party deliberately choose this time to set the fire? Was it simply out of jealousy? Or is there something else going on?

Before he knew the cards on the table, he didn't want to make too much of a fuss and disrupt the situation.

Wei Duo, Ding Lai, and the others naturally listened to him.

Soon, the shadow silently landed at Liu Dong's feet.

It had already etched the scent of the people on that raft into its very bones last night.

The mission at the time was to protect the ship, and they could not leave their posts without permission, but they would never miss such an important clue.

Once Liu Dong confirmed that Fu Ying could indeed lead the way, he immediately ordered them to set off.

Without saying goodbye to Huang Rujiao, the group left the bay directly.

Only after they had gone quite a distance did Fu Ying suddenly take off and lead everyone to fly swiftly in the northeast direction.

It first circled around the water's surface.

This is to sniff out the lingering scent of last night's raft again, to recalibrate the aroma.

Once confirmed, it shot off like an arrow towards the target location.

Ding Lai turned around and greeted everyone:

"Husband, hurry up and keep up!"

"The Floating Shadow has already locked onto that person's aura; we're almost certain we'll find their hideout!"

Everyone took off chasing after them, and no one dared to lag behind.

To be honest, when it comes to this, Fuying is naturally much better than others.

In the blink of an eye, they flew with everyone to the edge of another small village not far from Huang Rujiao Village.

The floating shadow landed and nodded: That person is hiding in this village.

Liu Dong immediately whispered instructions: "If a large group enters the village together, it will easily scare him away, or even force him to run away."

"Susu, you go in with Fuying. He'll hide, you'll provide cover. First, find out where he is, how many people he has, and if he has any backup plans."

"Lei Yuan, Wang Zhonggui, and Qiao Yuanmu, the three of you, guard the east, west, and north exits respectively. Keep a close watch and don't let him slip through any cracks." "If anyone tries to sneak out, keep a close watch on them!"

As soon as Liu Dong finished speaking, the group responded in unison with "Okay," and turned to run westward in the negative direction.

Where is Ding Lai? She's all alone, slowly strolling towards the village.

Actually, Fu Ying, her blood-bound spirit beast, was following closely behind, but it had long since transformed into an invisible shadow, not even panting.

Liu Dong didn't leave; he stayed at the intersection where he came from, waiting for news of Ding Lai and the others.

Let's not even talk about what he was doing there.

As Ding Lai stepped into the village, she communicated telepathically with Fu Ying; in other words, Fu Ying was leading the way.

Only it could smell the scent, keeping the Tibetan's presence firmly pinned down along the way.

"Master, that guy's smell is getting stronger and stronger; he's not far ahead."

Upon hearing this, Ding Lai immediately tensed up, her ears perking up like a rabbit's.

This village looks really ordinary, a small fishing village by the sea, with earthen walls, tiled roofs, fishing nets drying in the sun, and an old man squatting at his door mending nets...

It's exactly the same as Huang Rujiao's, nothing special.

Just as they rounded a narrow alleyway, the fleeting shadow came to a sudden stop, its tail pointing towards the courtyard gate:

"He's right inside! That man's lying paralyzed in the house, pretending to be dead."

Ding Lai immediately glanced around: the courtyard gate was half-closed, the window paper was torn, several baskets of dried seaweed were piled up in the yard, and it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The villagers were quite busy. Some people looked up and saw her, their eyes widening in disbelief. Where did this girl come from?

With her delicate skin, glossy clothes, and a silver cord around her wrist, she was clearly not a local fisherwoman.

Sure enough, a middle-aged man carrying a tattered palm-leaf fan came over and struck up a conversation:

"Young lady, you're not from around here, are you? Looking to rent a boat? Our village has plenty of boats, and they're cheap!"

People living by the sea rely on the sea for their livelihood, and they only have two ways to make a living: fishing or renting out their boats.

Ding Lai quickly waved her hand: "Oh, I was just passing by, just passing by!"

Fearing she might alert the enemy, she gave only a perfunctory reply, turned and left without saying another word.

But at this very moment...

The shadow's tail exploded, and the entire shadow stretched into a sharp blade:

"Damn it! He heard us! He's a trained fighter; he's already gotten up and is trying to run!"

Ding Lai was taken aback. She had just casually replied to the villager, but the villager had become alert on the spot?

"Never mind that, arrest them!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her shadow darted into the courtyard wall.

But no sooner had it entered than someone leaped out from the side wall, dressed in black, masked, with bits of grass still clinging to their shoulders, and landed without a sound.

Ding Lai recognized him at a glance: "It's him!"

"stop!"

She took off after him.

The man didn't even turn around. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his whole body lifted three feet off the ground. He shot off towards the southwest of the village, truly flying!

Ding Lai paused, her heart skipped a beat:

There are people in this village who can fly? Mid-stage Refinement of Void and Integration of Dao? No wonder they dared to burn the ships…

But she was only stunned for a moment.

Fu Ying also leaped over the wall with a "whoosh," and Ding Lai followed, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

The man who had just asked about renting a boat stood there dumbfounded, his palm-leaf fan falling to the ground with a "thud."

"My goodness...this girl can fly?!"

Ding Lai had no time to think about him; she was focused on pursuing him.

While pursuing and investigating, it was confirmed that the opponent was indeed in the mid-stage of the Void Refinement and Dao Integration realm.

But what about her? She's a late-stage Celestial Immortal.

There's a difference of three whole levels, like an adult catching a child—they could catch up even with their eyes closed.

But the village was really small. The man had just passed the last row of fences when the shadow of a tree in front of him flickered, and Lei Yuan was already waiting there.

"Kid, you think you can just fly now that you've grown wings? Get back down!"

Before he finished speaking, the electric grid opened with a "boom," and a net of purple lightning as thick as a bowl wove together, wrapping him up completely with a "clang."

Lei Yuan is now at the peak of the mid-stage Celestial Immortal realm, more than enough to surpass him.

The man froze, his face turned deathly pale, his knees buckled and he collapsed to his knees, his voice cracking.

"Big brother, spare me! I won't fly anymore! I'll lie down! I really won't move!!"

Lei Yuan didn't reel in the net; instead, it hung half a foot above the man's head, crackling with electric arcs that scalded the air and sent wisps of smoke rising from it.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."

He flicked his sleeves, grinned at Ding Lai,

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, Brother Liu has already got the mouse by the throat, it can't escape his grasp."

Ding Lai landed with a fleeting shadow, and nodded gently:

"He reacts quickly and is highly alert. He slipped out the moment my eyes were distracted."

Lei Yuan laughed heartily:

"That's right! Brother Liu set up a trap, the bait was all laid out, and he actually dared to take the bait?"

The three people and one beast surrounded the lightning-binding net.

Ding Lai looked at the person on the ground, her voice not loud, but clear and distinct: "Now, you'd better tell the truth."

"Last night, did you start the fires on Captain Huang Rujiao's five boats?"

The man raised his eyelids, secretly glanced at the two of them, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Lei Yuan sneered and took half a step forward:

"Stop thinking about underhanded tricks. Don't you know your own level? Our cultivation levels are both considered 'low-key'."

"There's something even scarier waiting for you up there."

How could a cultivator at the mid-stage of Refining Emptiness and Integrating Dao not understand the ways of the cultivation world?

He was stunned by Lei Yuan's move and was afraid that he would really be struck by lightning;

Upon hearing that there was an "even stronger" one, he immediately deflated like a punctured sack, his shoulders slumping.