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When the elders and disciples rested for a day at the Port Xiang, they were prepared to set off. Everyone cheered and cheered; after all, waiting for this day to come was a bit unbearable to wait for.

"Second Elder, are you bringing us out to sea to fish?"

Zhang Yu complained as he faced the vast and endless ocean that seemed to be filled with splashing waves.

The Second Elder turned his head and glared at him. He was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his head, not daring to say anything.

Actually, not only Zhang Yu, the other disciples thought the same.

"Could it be that the location of the Cultivator's Association's battle is at sea?"

Dong Wen Feng asked with uncertainty.

A smile appeared on the fourth elder's face, "That's right, the location of the Cultivator's Association is on top of a small island."

"So how do we get there?" Ma Dong looked around and asked. He did not discover any fishing boats or merchant ships, nor did he find any tools that could be used to cross the sea.

The fourth elder did not explain any further. Instead, he took out a metal whistle from his sleeve and blew on it. A loud whistle resounded across the horizon.

All the disciples were puzzled. Could it be that the Fourth Elder planned to summon a few eagles to carry them, just like in those mythical movies?

Just as everyone was discussing, a black figure appeared in their line of sight. Furthermore, the black figure was moving toward them at an astonishing speed.

"That's right!"

Ma Dong pointed in that direction as he exclaimed in shock.

In fact, everyone could see it clearly. As the black shadow approached, they could finally see its true appearance. It was a super large ship.

Actually, it was not very big, there were three levels from the deck, and the captain was about fifty meters tall. This size could only be considered average internationally.

However, the speed of the boat was truly unparalleled, Dong Wen Feng realised that the many Earth-Ranked Cultivator s relied on their Qi to sail the ship.

After the boat docked, a group of people appeared on the deck. One of the cultivators of Heavenly Stage Late Phase asked Dong Wen Feng and the others:

"Which sect are you from? Do you have any qualifications to join?"

The Second Elder took out an invitation letter from his sleeve and threw it directly to the Heaven Realm cultivator. The cultivator swept his sleeve and accepted the invitation with ease.

"So it's our fellow disciples from Divine Thief Sect. Please come up!"

Following the instructions of the Heaven Realm cultivator on the deck, the middle and late stage Profound Rank sailors put down the ladder.

As the old man stepped onto the deck, the Heaven Realm cultivator extended his hand and said:

"Please pay the admission fee."

The old man took out a bank card and handed it over to him. Dong Wen Feng saw that the Heaven Ranked cultivator had immediately taken away their one hundred sixty million entrance fee.

"F * * k, snatching money, ten million for one person!"

Although Dong Wen Feng was not willing to spend ten million, thinking about how he had spent ten million for nothing, he still had some doubts.

Moreover, this Cultivation Union Battle was very lively. He estimated that at least the entrance fees would be worth tens of billions of dollars.

Once on board, Dong Wen Feng noticed that there were a lot of people on the deck, they were all sitting on the ground, and there were some who were leaning on the railing, looking at the ocean scenery.

The cultivation level of the people on the deck was not high, most of them were at the yellow or black level, and the highest was at Earth-Ranked Cultivator.

It was at this time that Dong Wen Feng noticed that a gaze from the second floor was staring at him, and when he turned to look at him, he saw that he had been given a mysterious smile.

What surprised Dong Wen Feng was that he did not manage to discover his cultivation level.

"Hmph, so it's this group of thieves. If I knew that they were here to pick you up, I would rather fly myself."

A cold snort came faintly from the third floor. Everyone on the deck was in high spirits, knowing that a good show was about to begin.

The Heavenly Stage Late Phase cultivator on the deck who was in charge of receiving people thought that it was not good. Since the other party dared to openly provoke Divine Thief Sect, it was natural that he had a background that was not afraid of Divine Thief Sect.

The old man had a bad temper. When he heard the other party's blatant provocation, he immediately retaliated.

"Hmph, which ignorant junior dares to slander my Divine Thief Sect, show me what you have."

This old man didn't just simply answer him. He fused his own true essence into his voice and counterattacked with it.

Puff.

There was the sound of someone spitting blood on the third floor, and the other powerhouses were caught.

A group of people walked out from the third floor. These people were dressed in uniform, and there was a golden peony embroidered on the collar of their clothes.

"So it's this group of hypocrites from Jinling Faction."

The old man shot an indifferent glance at the group of people, his gaze falling on the young man standing at the front.

Jinling Faction was one of the Four Major Sects. Everyone in the sect cultivated the Duo Cultivation Technique, so the men in their sect would appear a bit more feminine, not as masculine as normal men.

"Bullshit, you old bastard. I didn't even find you to settle the debt after stealing a bottle of Hundred Flowers Dew from me last time. I finally caught you today. Let's see where you can run to today."

The handsome young man on the third floor immediately rose into the air, the white feather fan in his hand spread out, appearing very elegant.

"If I'm an old fart, then what are you? Are you a dead transvestite?"

The old man didn't spare anyone with his words as he stomped his feet on the ground and soared into the air, clashing with the handsome man from Jinling Faction.

Everyone thought that this was a battle of attrition, but they never thought that this old man and that cultivator from Jinling Faction would be evenly matched.

In order to not affect the other people on the ship, the two of them flew on the surface of the sea. They fought back and forth for dozens of times, but still couldn't find the victor.

"This is a battle between Xiantian realm warriors?"

This was the first time Dong Wen Feng had seen cultivators of this level fighting, he had seen the torrential waves and countless of fish being slaughtered by their aftershocks. If the two of them were to fight on the ship, this ship might even be destroyed by them.

Unfortunately, their movements were too fast. Even if he used his Eye of Darkness, he could only see a part of it clearly.

Those Profound level cultivators were forced to watch the battle, resulting in damage to their eyes. They wouldn't be able to recover until they rested for a few days.

"If you don't want to board the ship, you can do it here."

A voice came out from the boat, but Dong Wen Feng could not figure out where the voice came from, it was as if there was a sound coming from every corner of the boat.

Who would have thought that the old man and the handsome man from Jinling Faction would stop their battle right after hearing this voice, and stand on the deck while panting heavily.

"This time, I'll let you go first. Next time, I'll show you who's boss." The handsome guy from Jinling Faction flew back to the third floor after he finished saying those harsh words, and entered the room without looking back.

"Come on, I'll be waiting for you anytime." The old man didn't want to be outdone, so he even made a contemptuous gesture towards his opponent.