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902 Chapter 903: Master, Is This What You Rely On?
"Master, have a safe journey."
Li Xiaobai muttered a phrase, gathering all the resources scattered throughout the ship into his bag; it was incredibly abundant.
Who knows how many people this monk had swindled? Aside from the belongings of thousands of cultivators taken on Salvation Island, there were also considerable savings and stockpiles. Without counting, even if a cultivator's storage bag contained only one hundred thousand superior Immortal Stones, at this moment, his own savings had broken through a hundred million.
The Six Syllable Mantra truly was a skill dripping with wealth.
With a thought, he scanned the merchant system. The new Godzilla model had been unlocked, requiring ten million superior Immortal Stones for the Human Immortal Realm, ten million top-grade Immortal Stones for the Earth Immortal Realm, fifty million top-grade Immortal Stones for the Heavenly Immortal Realm, while a Semi-Saint Realm Godzilla needed one billion. As for the even higher Saint Realm, it was still locked.
Additionally, a new skill had been added to the Divine Artifact section under the Sea-Calming Divine Needle.
[Sea-Calming Divine Needle: Shatter the Skies (activate after swinging a thousand times), Havoc in Heaven (activate after swinging two thousand times) Price: ten million top-grade Immortal Stones.]
Indeed, everything came down to money. When there was no money or resources, the store was a hazy mess, but now that he was wealthy, various items and categories began to unlock.
However, the consumption of these Divine Artifacts was terrifying. A Semi-Saint Realm Godzilla needed a billion top-grade Immortal Stones, which was extremely shocking. He still had to be cautious with his spending.
Li Xiaobai stepped out of the ruins and onto the deck of the ship.
Dozens of cultivators lay sprawled across the ship, unable to move, among them was Lin Zhao, evidently suffering. They had all been afflicted with Rotten Bone Softening Powder, unable to even cry out in pain, only silently enduring their plight, which was quite miserable.
"Brother Lin, your little brother has come to save you."
After lighting up a Huazi, Li Xiaobai took a small drag, then exhaled smoke that surrounded the noses of the cultivators, making their overwhelming bodies suddenly feel much lighter. The scent from the Huazi cleansed their internal organs, alleviating some of the effects of the Rotten Bone Softening Powder.
But just as they wanted to take in a few more breaths, Li Xiaobai snuffed out the Huazi.
"That Monk Ming De has already been dealt with by me. I know everyone here is in great pain, but there are some things that need to be said upfront. As the ancients said, 'A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude.' I saved you all, shouldn't you show some appreciation? Fifty thousand top-grade Immortal Stones each shouldn't be too much to ask, right?"
"If you agree, blink your eyes?"
Li Xiaobai said cheerfully, and as soon as his words fell, the cultivators on the ground began blinking frantically as though they had touched an electric shock; the taste of the Huazi had relieved their bodies a lot, and such a small movement as blinking was still manageable for them.
"Generous Daoist friend!"
Li Xiaobai quickly stepped forward, placing a Huazi in each person's mouth and lighting it. After a short while, everyone regained some ability to move, but their bodies remained weak. The effects of the Rotten Bone Softening Powder were too strong, and even the Huazi couldn't heal them completely in one step. In fact, the store had a universal healing elixir, Heavenly Fragrance Life-extending Pill, but considering the price, Huazi was a more economical choice.
"Thank you, Daoist Liu, for your rescue! Who would have thought that those monks seem so proper on the surface but were engaged in such dealings behind the scenes? Once I return to the Western Continent, I will certainly report and expose them, to cleanse the filth," said Lin Zhao with a pale face and gritted teeth, filled with righteous indignation over Monk Ming De's actions.
"Brother Lin, rest assured, I have already sent Master Ming De off to the ultimate bliss," Li Xiaobai said, collecting the storage bags handed to him, each one containing fifty thousand top-grade Immortal Stones, all with a beaming smile. This was another influx of tens of millions of top-grade Immortal Stones.
"Master Ming De?"
"He might not be a saint either, but the one who fed us the Rotten Bone Softening Powder was his senior brother, Monk Ming Dao. Brother Li, have you seen him around? That fellow is extremely sly and crafty, we absolutely can't let him get away!"
Lin Zhao seemed to have remembered something and hurriedly spoke up.
"Monk Ming Dao?"
Li Xiaobai was startled by the mention, realizing that, indeed, he had not seen Monk Ming Dao since boarding the ship, not even when he had just slain Ming De.
Looking around, all was pitch black, the waves continuously lashing against the hull, the wind and waves on the sea seemed even fiercer than before.
"Amitabha, thank you for your concern, I am Monk Ming Dao, at your service."
From a corner, a figure dressed in an imperial robe stood up and approached with unhurried steps, a smile of indifference on his face.
"Master Li, you truly have an impressive skill. My disciple brother was slain by you in a single encounter, you truly deserve the reputation of a monstrous talent."
Ming Dao said with a light smile.
"Demon Monk!"
"You vile monk are a disgrace to the Buddhist Sects. Today, we shall execute divine retribution and slay you!"
Lin Zhao was enraged, his formidable and fierce aura erupting endlessly, surging towards Ming Dao with a deafening roar.
"It seems Master Lin has let anger cloud his judgment, even losing the most basic ability to assess the situation."
"Could it be that you haven't noticed we are already surrounded by disciples of my Buddhist Sect?"
Ming Dao maintained his light smile, his tone calm and steady, acting as if he had the situation entirely under control.
Lin Zhao looked closely and indeed the surroundings had filled with many dark figures. Judging by their silhouettes, they were Salvation Boats, their approach silent in the dark sea without the light of lanterns, so he had not noticed them immediately.
"To be frank, as soon as my disciple brother Ming De decided to take action against you, I had already called for nearby boats to come to our aid. I didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly—my disciple brother dead, many cultivators on the ship severely injured—it couldn't have ended better."
"The snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman profits. Today, I shall be that fisherman. If you all comply and surrender, you can spare yourselves; otherwise, feeding you to the Sea Beasts in this vast ocean will leave no trace for anyone to find."
As Monk Ming Dao spoke, seemingly in response to his words, lanterns lit up in the dark sea one by one, encircling everyone like a constellation. Numerous beastly roars emanated from the sea, these were Sea Beasts driven here by the monks. If thrown overboard, they would likely be torn to shreds in moments.
Seeing the scene unfolding before them, the faces of the people on the boat turned even paler. They had escaped the tiger's mouth only to enter the wolf's den. This Ming Dao was even more treacherous than Ming De, directly calling for an assault. Following the previous fierce fight with Master Ming De, their Salvation Boat was already in a state of ruin. If another battle were to break out, it wouldn't take long for it to be sunk. Then, in the vast and boundless sea, they would have nowhere to run.
"I do not wish to kill, so please do not make this difficult for me, fellow daoists."
Watching Monk Ming Dao's confident demeanor, Li Xiaobai tilted his head and spoke lightly, "Master, is this your trump card?"