A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

Looking at Sheng He's retreating figure, Shen Ci finally realized what was happening and, in a fit of anger, pointed at Sheng He's back and shouted, "Were you just cursing at me?!"

"Come back here! Go ahead and curse me again in front of me if you dare!"

Fearing a fight would break out on the boat, everyone quickly stopped Shen Ci from rushing forward.

Sheng He picked at his ear, stopped, turned around, and looked at Shen Ci with a puzzled expression.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you saying? Did I just insult you? I don't remember doing that."

"you!"

Sheng He smiled and looked at Shen Ci: "However, I can grant your wish."

"Fellow Daoists, let me bear witness that I did not mean this. It was this fellow Daoist who said it himself, wanting me to scold him in order to promote friendly relations between the two sects."

Sheng He said, enunciating each word clearly: "Idiot! Stupid!"

"you you!"

You're the idiot!

Shen Ci pointed at Sheng He, his fingers trembling with anger, but this was, after all, on the Jiang family's ship, and with many people blocking their way, Shen Ci could only watch helplessly as Sheng He shrugged and entered the cabin with an indifferent expression.

“Sheng He! You’re the idiot! Your whole family are idiots! You think you can do whatever you want just because you have the sect leader’s favor. Once we get to the island, I…I…”

Sheng He had already entered the cabin, but upon hearing this, he poked his head out again.

"What? Are you going to kill me?"

Sheng He clutched his chest in fear and looked at the crowd for help: "Fellow Daoists, did you all hear that? This fellow Daoist kept saying he wanted to kill me. If anything happens to me after I get to the island, I beg you all to go to the Qingyun Sect and seek justice for me!"

"you!"

Shen Ci pointed at Sheng He, so angry that he took a few steps back, leaned against the side of the boat, his chest heaving violently, unable to utter a single word.

Everyone looked at Shen Ci, who was so angry he was doubled over, and then at Sheng He.

"Well, I haven't started my cultivation yet today, so I'll take my leave now."

"Hey, I feel a bit cold. Is it because the wind is too strong at sea? I'll go inside and put on another layer."

"Yes, yes, I also feel a bit cold. Come on, lend me a coat, let's go together."

"Hey, wait for me."

"I'll go too, I'll go too."

In just a short while, everyone on the deck had left.

Sheng He raised an eyebrow at Shen Ci, then turned and went into the cabin.

The empty deck was now left with only Shen Ci and Zhao Yanran.

Zhao Yanran hesitated, biting her lip as she gently helped Shen Ci up.

"Senior brother, why do you have to go against Senior Sister Sheng? Senior Sister Sheng... she's always been like this."

Shen Ci gasped for breath: "Is she always like this? She dares to talk to me like this today, who knows how she bullies you all the time!"

"Don't worry, Junior Sister Yanran. Once we get to the island, I'll definitely teach her a lesson so she'll never dare to be so arrogant again!"

"But she just said that in front of everyone..."

"What's there to be afraid of!" A ruthless glint flashed in Shen Ci's eyes. "At worst, we'll spare her worthless life. My Wuji Sect isn't one to be bullied at will! Even if she were handed over to the Sect Master, I wouldn't be afraid!"

Zhao Yanran lowered her eyelashes, a dark glint flashing in her eyes. The next moment, she wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes and said gratefully:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shen. It's so good to have you."

……

Thinking of Shen Ci's embarrassed appearance, Sheng He's mood inexplicably improved a lot.

The ship was very large, with three levels of rest cabins alone. Sheng He didn't want to run into the disciples, so he walked around the cabins for a while and then came out again.

The deck was deserted, and apart from the occasional sound of the wind, there was not a single other sound on the calm sea.

Sheng He lay on the deck watching the sun slowly set in the distance, while his mind was constantly processing the memories of his past life.

She remembered that in her previous life, there seemed to be no mermaids or Dragon Island. Zhao Yanran relied on suppressing her to break through to the Nascent Soul stage smoothly. After that, seeing that she had successfully formed her Golden Core and obtained the Golden Stone that could temper the Golden Spirit Root, Zhao Yanran was probably dissatisfied and instigated her fellow disciples to kill her on Xiaoxiang Terrace.

In her previous life, she had even less interaction with Jiang Xuanli. She had only heard that the young master of Wanbao Auction House was a formidable figure who single-handedly supported the entire Jiang family. Unfortunately, he died young, less than two hundred years old, leaving behind only a teenage son and a vast fortune.

He died suddenly before he was two hundred years old...

Sheng He murmured softly, then suddenly sat up abruptly on the deck.

That's...this year, isn't it?

Why is Jiang Xuanli hanging out with Zhao Yanran?

Why did Dragon Island suddenly appear at this time?

Why did Jiang Xuanli die suddenly, and why did Zhao Yanran come to the Eastern Sea?

Also, who exactly is that cultivator who was chasing the mermaid clan that A Yuan mentioned?

Sheng He looked at the distant sea and a sudden sense of unease welled up inside her. She had a vague feeling that Jiang Xuanli's invitation to these disciples to Dragon Island was not for the treasure on Dragon Island, but that there must be a huge conspiracy hidden behind it.

What about Zhao Yanran? Is she also part of this plan?

still is……

"Help!"

A faint cry for help came from the cockpit, interrupting Sheng He's thoughts. Sheng He frowned. The voice didn't seem to belong to any of the cultivators on the ship. Just as she was about to try to pinpoint the direction from which the voice came, it suddenly disappeared.

Footsteps approached, and two helmsmen emerged from the cockpit, circled the deck, and then muttered amongst themselves before returning to their posts.

“I told you there was no one here. You insisted on coming up here. There are barriers inside the cabins, so these cultivators can’t hear anything outside.”

"I know, I know, I was just trying to put my mind at ease. Hurry back, lest someone see us, the head of the family is still hungry!"

"Yes, yes, let's go quickly!"

The two voices gradually faded away. Sheng He climbed over the ship's side and came in. After thinking for a moment, she took out a concealment bead from her storage ring and quietly followed them.

Jiang Xuanli had said when he first boarded the ship that the upper two cabins were for his disciples to rest. Because there were many people on the ship and many servants from the Jiang family, the lowest cabin was specifically for the helmsman and the Jiang family servants to rest.

Sheng He followed the two servants to the lowest level of the cabin. It was very quiet there, and all the cabin doors were closed. After passing through a narrow corridor, there was an unlocked room at the end.

The two servants went straight in. The room was empty except for the four walls. One of the servants lightly stepped on the wooden board in the corner of the wall, and a door immediately appeared in the wall.

The door opened, revealing a long staircase leading directly to the cockpit. The sounds of sharpening knives and screams could be faintly heard.

"Sigh, hurry up!"

Two servants shoved each other down the stairs. The spiritual energy fluctuations of the barrier emanated from inside the door. Sheng He dared not rush in and could only wait quietly outside.