Mythical Cultivation

Several people were discussing how to intercept and kill the Qingyun Sect cultivators. Suddenly, one of the old men in black changed the subject and brought the topic to another old man in green.

I saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and he said slowly:

"Old Wei, I heard that you suffered a great loss in Baiye County last time. Not only did you suffer heavy losses, but you almost lost your life. I wonder if you still have the confidence to successfully complete this mission? Do you need my help?"

There was clearly a hint of gloating in his words, as if he was very satisfied with the old man in green's fate.

The old man in green, Wei Tao, turned gloomy instantly after hearing this. He glared at the old man in black and responded unhappily:

"Old Ghost Fang, please don't bother me with anything. You should focus more on your own mission. Don't let that happen and make you unable to take care of yourself!"

Wei Tao's tone was full of displeasure, and he was obviously very annoyed by the ridicule of the old man in black.

However, his response did not make the old man in black retreat. Instead, it attracted the other three people to come over and fan the flames.

"Old Wei, don't be so angry. Old Fang means well. After all, we are all family. He is just worried that you will be punished by the Venerable if you fail to complete the task." The tall and thin middle-aged man said with a smile.

"That's right, even though what Lao Fang said may not be pleasant to the ear, it's for your own good.

If you really encounter any difficulties, why not tell us and we can work together to find a solution. It's better than trying to handle it alone and ultimately messing up the mission and making the Venerable unhappy.

The only female among the five elders, a middle-aged woman with rouge all over her face, also echoed.

After Wei Tao heard what those people said, the anger in his heart instantly erupted like a lit powder keg.

He widened his eyes and stared at those people, wishing he could tear them to pieces with his eyes.

Originally, as they were all elders of the Blood Demon Sect, the relationship between the five of them should have been pretty good.

However, in a sect like the Blood Demon Sect, competition is extremely fierce, and everyone wants to fight for higher status and power.

Therefore, the relationship between them is actually very delicate, and the superficial harmony is just an illusion.

Wei Tao knew very well that what these people said seemed to be for his own good, but in fact they were just trying to take advantage of his misfortune.

Far from wanting him to resolve the issue successfully, they hoped he would make a fool of himself so they could take the opportunity to laugh at him or even remove him from his position as elder.

"Humph!"

Wei Tao snorted coldly, his voice filled with anger and disdain: "This time I've decided to do it myself. I don't need your help at all!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and strode away, leaving those people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Wei Tao's anger did not subside after he left, and his hatred for these people became stronger.

At the same time, his hatred for the local forces in Baiye County and Wu Ming deepened.

If it weren't for Wu Ming and the others, how could he be ridiculed by these people?

Seeing Wei Tao leave angrily, those people also felt a little bored, so they did not stay in the palace any longer and turned around and left.

Time flies, and two days pass in a flash.

Wu Ming came to the deck as agreed, ready to change shifts with Tang Shaolong.

When Tang Shaolong saw Wu Ming, a trace of worry appeared on his face. He said softly:

"Junior Brother, although the seas have been calm these past two days and we haven't encountered any danger, I still feel an indescribable sense of unease. Junior Brother, you must be extra careful on the rest of your journey."

After hearing this, Wu Ming smiled slightly and said comfortingly, "Brother, perhaps you have been overworked these past two days and are a little too worried. But don't worry, I will naturally pay more attention to you."

Tang Shaolong looked at Wu Ming's confident expression, and his uneasiness eased a little. However, he still couldn't help but remind him, "Junior brother, don't take it lightly. On this spiritual boat, the slightest mistake could lead to disaster."

Wu Ming nodded repeatedly to show that he understood, and then took over the control of the spirit boat from Tang Shaolong.

As time slowly passed, the spirit boat finally sailed out of Baiye County and entered the areas of other counties.

However, just as Wu Mingyu was making the spirit boat fly at high speed and was about to approach a towering mountain.

Suddenly, the spirit boat shook slightly as if it was hit by a powerful force.

Although this vibration seemed slight, it caused the spirit boat, which was originally traveling smoothly, to lose control instantly, as if it had turned into a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, galloping forward madly.

At the same time, a deafening roar was heard from the spirit boat. The energy shield that originally covered the spirit boat suddenly shattered under the impact of this force, just like a fragile piece of paper.

Without the protection of the vitality shield, the spirit boat shook violently in mid-air and was almost overturned.

Wu Ming's heart suddenly tightened. He quickly mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and tried desperately to regain control of the spirit boat.

After a fierce struggle, he finally succeeded in stabilizing the spirit boat and preventing it from losing control.

"Oh no, someone is attacking!"

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Wu Ming's forehead, and his face became extremely solemn.

After controlling the Pearl Spirit Boat, Wu Ming did not dare to relax at all. He quickly jumped out of the Spirit Boat, wanting to check who attacked the Spirit Boat.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Wu Ming like a ghost.

The figure was Tang Shaolong, and his face also showed surprise and worry.

"If someone really attacked, no wonder I have been feeling uneasy recently. Junior brother, are you okay?" Tang Shaolong asked hurriedly.

Wu Ming took a deep breath, gathered himself, and replied, "Brother, I'm fine, but this spiritual boat is severely damaged, which may affect our journey. I wonder who is so bold as to openly attack us?"

There was a hint of anger and confusion in his voice.

At this critical moment, an old and majestic figure suddenly appeared in front of the spirit boat like a ghost.

Wu Ming and the others took a closer look and saw that the man was dressed in green, with a stern face and a frightening murderous aura between his brows.

The person who came was Wei Tao, the elder of the Blood Demon Sect!

"Blood Demon Sect Elder!"

Wu Ming screamed, his voice filled with astonishment and anxiety.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and he recognized the old man in blue at a glance. He was the elder of the Blood Demon Sect who had escaped from him and the three major forces three years ago.