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Chapter 621 - 580 Abyss 4
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Chapter 621: 580 Abyss 4

One year later.

Cituogang Port.

Woooo~~~~

The deep blast of a horn echoed from the large ship docked at the harbor.

The sails descended as the sailors cheered loudly, looking eagerly towards the shore from the ship’s side.

One of the large ships, fully loaded with cargo boxes, began swiftly unloading after docking.

The shipowner, wearing a gray jacket and a red windproof scarf, with one eye clouded and blind, was chatting and laughing with an old customer who had come to negotiate.

"This time, I’ve managed to find quite a few things you needed. They were really hard to find, costing me a lot of effort and time, and the price was thirty percent more than expected," said the shipowner Asaro, gesturing with three fingers.

Standing opposite him was a young, beautiful, and tall woman with long hair cascading down.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she wore a wide-brimmed black hat. Her figure was voluptuous, her skin smooth and fair, yet she lacked the delicate air of a sheltered lady, seeming instead composed and sharp in every movement.

"Thirty percent is too much. Asaro, your price is already ten percent higher than other fleets, and we can’t accept any more," she said coldly.

"Other fleets can’t find what you want," Asaro replied with a smile. "Miss Sun, in business, we are the only ones who can offer this. The price, considering our long-term cooperation, is already quite fair."

"Fifteen percent, take it or leave it. Otherwise, let’s pretend I never said anything," the woman said indifferently.

"Fifteen percent, that’s too..."

"Then forget it!" the woman raised her hand, refusing to negotiate further.

"Alright, alright, fifteen percent it is. Sigh... maintaining good relationships is more important than business. You Great Spirit People really know how to do business," Asaro sighed.

After reaching an agreement, they began checking the goods against the list.

Neither noticed that from afar, on a docking ship, two women were watching them from the ship’s side.

"That’s Asaro?" one of them, dressed in a white dress and wearing a white veil, frowned as she observed the shore.

"Yes, Miss. Asaro is the only shipowner in Citong capable of guaranteeing safe long-distance voyages. His fleet has the richest sailing experience here. If we want to leave the Great Spirit, he’s our best choice," said the woman in a green dress softly.

"But I remembered, there’s a larger fleet here that’s not his?" the woman in the white dress asked doubtfully.

The largest fleet that would take individual passengers is his." The woman in the green dress replied, emphasizing the last words.

The woman in the white dress sighed, and the veil blew up in the sea breeze, revealing a cold, pretty, and fair face.

If any of the Great Capital’s royals saw her, they would instantly recognize her as Princess Qianye, otherwise known as Ye Bai.

"Miss, are we really giving up everything and leaving Great Spirit to live abroad?" the woman in the green dress couldn’t resist asking again.

She had asked the same question many times along the journey.

"Yes..." Ye Bai nodded slightly. "What’s the point of staying here? It’s nothing but remaining a bird in a cage...."

"But we don’t have to leave so far, do we? We could easily find a place where no one knows us and live in seclusion. Wouldn’t that be good?" the woman in the green dress, her personal guard Lu Luo, tried to persuade her once more.

"Though the Great Spirit is vast, there’s nowhere for us to hide from the tracking of Snow Rainbow Pavilion and the Great Sect Alliance," Ye Bai shook her head slightly.

As she gazed at the peaceful and serene Cituogang Port ahead, she couldn’t help but also wish to avoid going abroad. Unfortunately... staying in the country would eventually lead to being hunted down by Snow Rainbow Pavilion’s forces.

They, the royals, were supposed to be high and mighty, enjoying luxurious lives. But since Emperor Lingzhi passed away, the so-called royals have become little more than golden songbirds, imprisoned and confined.

Nowadays, even Snow Rainbow Pavilion is coerced by the Great Sect Alliance, forced into cooperation.

The divine generals don’t dare openly defy the Great Sect Alliance, which is practically the sky over the Great Spirit.

Even the Righteous Alliance, which once rose in revolt, was suppressed into hiding, no longer stirring trouble.

The world quickly entered an unprecedented phase of peace.

Just as Ye Bai was lamenting,

"Look over there at all those ships coming!" suddenly came a shout from the passengers on the nearby deck.

"They’re warships!"

"From which country’s navy?"

"Can’t tell.... The military flags don’t seem to belong to any country."

Wooo!!!

The horn sounded thunderously from both sides of the harbor.

Ye Bai’s heart jolted as she looked carefully towards the sea.

There she saw a massive array of white-hulled ships with white sails, sporting blue bows, advancing mightily towards Citong.

Most had dark cannons mounted on their bows.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!!

A sudden flash of fire.

Boom Boom Boom Boom!!!

The nearby sea immediately erupted with towering water columns.

They’ve opened fire!!?

Ye Bai’s mind went blank. She couldn’t believe that someone dared to fire upon Great Spirit’s largest port!!?

Boom!

A deafening explosion occurred suddenly.

The ship they were on trembled violently as it was blasted midsection.

"Miss, quickly jump into the water and escape!!" Lu Luo shouted, gripping the ship’s railing to steady herself.

Ye Bai’s eyes snapped back to clarity, looking around her.

The ships were so densely packed, they were easily struck by cannonfire, collapsing and catching fire one after another.

"It’s the White Ten Sect!" She suddenly recognized the flags hanging from those warships.

Not only that, but even on the docks, a large group of insurgents wielding scimitars appeared from nowhere, killing anyone they saw and robbing any cargo, gold, or silver they encountered.

The insurgents raised flags identical to those of the White Ten Sect, shouting in an incomprehensible language, most of them being Huxi people.

They wore frenzied expressions, their eyes filled with greed, some even lunging at prettier women to assault them on the spot.

Screams, explosions, cries of agony, and mad laughter rose and fell with the crashing waves.

Ye Bai and her servant jumped into the water; both of them were Super Grade masters and swiftly swam to the shore, climbing onto land.

Their wet clothes perfectly accentuated their graceful figures.

"Here are two absolute beauties! Capture them!! Hahaha!" Several Huxi men, shaking their large beards, charged towards them.

They wielded scimitars, their eyes brimming with frenzy and lechery.

Swish!

Ye Bai raised her hand, casting a handful of Golden Needles, expertly striking the throats of these men.

The poison on the needles took effect, leaving them powerless, twitching and writhing on the ground.

"Hurry, go!" Ye Bai said with a solemn expression, quickly leading Lu Luo away using their body technique.

Amidst the chaos, swarms of Huxi men were attracted by their beauty, continuously pierced by the Golden Needles, falling dead on the road.

The commotion here, with more and more deaths, gradually attracted the attention of stronger experts.

But ordinary experts were no match for the two of them even when combined, defeated quickly by their deadly attacks.

They were about to rush out of the dock area and into the city.

Suddenly, on a plaza near the waterpond to the right, the slaughter between two groups caught Ye Bai’s attention.

More than a dozen large-bearded men with white turbans were using extremely fast body techniques, wielding scimitars, frantically hacking at the three people surrounded in the middle.

These big-bearded men, seen from afar, each possessed at least an External Medicine level, with white cross patterns embroidered on the corners of their clothing.

Of the three being besieged, two fought desperately to protect a woman in the center.

The woman wore a tightly-fitting red outfit, her expression cold and stern, her demeanor majestic like a noble peony, both beautiful and elegant.

"Is that Spirit Person with Asaro?" Ye Bai scowled, still not giving up the thought of relying on Asaro to leave Great Spirit.

"Lu Luo, save them!" Her mind turned, and she immediately rushed in that direction.

Having once been at the top level of the Golden Wing Pavilion, Ye Bai herself possessed Super-grade Inner Skill strength. This time, teaming up with the External Medicine-skilled Lu Luo.

The two instantly became the straw that broke the camel’s back, working with the red-clad woman to swiftly push back the Super Grade members of the White Ten Sect.

Both sides quickly formed a group and rushed outward.

"Don’t go into the city, it’s even more chaotic there! Go outside the city! We have people waiting!" The red-clad woman shouted.

She was indeed Sun Chaoyue, who came to Citong to purchase medicinal materials, never expecting to encounter such a disaster.

After joining with Ye Bai and her servant, seeing their intention to head for the city, she immediately shouted a reminder.

The five joined forces and broke through the encirclement, killing their way out.

Soon, outside Citong city, shaking off the last pursuing big-bearded men, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Among a coconut grove.

Ye Bai breathed heavily, her expression weary; she wasn’t a god, and even with Super-grade Inner Skill, fighting a group of Super Grades took enormous effort.

But more than exhaustion, she thought about finding Asaro. She quickly asked Sun Chaoyue.

"Asaro?" Sun Chaoyue blinked, then lightly shook her head. "He took people back to the ship. The ship was hit by shells; it’s probably doomed."

"Dead??" Lu Luo quickly looked at Ye Bai.

Yet saw Ye Bai’s eyes filled with confusion, clearly not knowing what to do.

They had traveled thousands of miles, escaping from the Great Capital to get here, all to set sail. But seeing the situation now, it seemed the entire port couldn’t embark.

The next course of action left them at a loss.

"If you two wish to set sail, it won’t be possible anytime soon. Citong is likely occupied by the White Ten Sect now. Why not come with us first to a safe place, then plan what to do next?" Sun Chaoyue encouraged warmly.

These two were Super Grade masters, and having them as allies could greatly benefit them.

"Where do you plan to go?" Ye Bai considered, then asked.

"Mountain Province, Dinghe Road!" Sun Chaoyue replied quickly. "That’s where our chamber of commerce headquarters is, the safest place."

"Alright!" Ye Bai had just finished speaking.

When they looked afar and saw several figures in white armor rapidly approaching.

These individuals wore full heavy armor, wielding giant swords, and each step they took sent tremors across the ground.

Most astonishingly, they were much faster than ordinary Ninth Grade Martial Artists, with an aura of pure, imposing heat emanating from them.

"It’s the White Ten Sect’s priest-knights! Let’s go!" Ye Bai lowly commanded.

The five of them swiftly fled into the distance.

Just as they left their previous position, those knights arrived at the forest where they had been, lightly sniffing the air.

"Evil aura..." The leading gold-haired young man removed his helmet, coldly glaring.

"There were rumors that this land lost its divine blessings and became a haven for evil, and now it seems true indeed...."

"Chief Knight Andora, should we continue the chase?" Asked the knight beside him in a muffled voice.

"All evils must be purified! It’s a divine command!" The great knight Andora declared coldly.

"Moreover, the aura from that group we chased just now was very intense, definitely significant figures."

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