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第一千七百七十三章 二当家

The second in command, who was in charge of the matter, was a corpulent and bald-headed cultivator.

His appearance was not much different from that of ordinary bandits. He wore a pair of jacket-like robes, shouldering a large ghost-head saber. His ears were wide and his nose resembled garlic; he was ugly to begin with, but what really stood out was the vulgar aura emanating from him.

To the naked eye, he seemed just an ordinary bandit—hardly someone who could be connected with a master cultivator. But as the saying goes, "One should not judge a book by its cover," and this fellow truly turned out to be a high-level cultivator. The spiritual pressure radiating from him was indeed that of a Separation Realm cultivator, thick and robust.

He naturally saw Lin Xuan leave the Spirit Boat and quickly approach his location. His eyes narrowed slightly as he let a hint of amusement show on his face: "Interesting. This fat sheep has some guts."

"Second Brother, could there be a trap? The other party's actions are not too bold," said the Sage Hand Scholar with more caution, his expression stern.

"There is no trap. In this vast area, there can't possibly be another cultivator of Separation Realm. A mere Separation Realm cultivator from the other side, how could he possibly turn things around?"

The second in command dismissed such thoughts. While it was true that one should be cautious when doing business, being overly careful wasn’t always wise. There was a limit to everything; overthinking would only make one lose sight of the opportunity.

That young man was at most mid-stage Separation Realm, and he could take him down alone without much trouble.

"Stay here while I go and play with them."

Unlike other Black Gale pirates, this second in command not only craved wealth and was viciously cruel but also enjoyed killing. Seeing Lin Xuan come alone, he couldn't resist the urge to fight.

Killing a mid-stage Separation Realm cultivator would be quite satisfying!

"Second Brother," the Sage Hand Scholar couldn't help but laugh at his brother's recklessness. But since his stubborn brother wouldn’t listen, he could only watch helplessly.

It was definitely not advisable. No matter how one looked at it, this fat sheep showed no fear and had no backing; such behavior would be unwise in normal circumstances. However, the second in command ignored all advice and charged out.

Lin Xuan was taken aback. This didn't seem like Black Gale pirates' style—too bold and arrogant. Had he picked the wrong target?

Before his thoughts could fully form, the second in command hastily drew his ghost-head saber from his shoulder.

What a war-loving fellow!

Lin Xuan couldn’t help but be speechless. This was completely different from what the rumors about Black Gale pirates had described.

However, despite his surprise, he knew he couldn't stand idly by once the other party attacked. With a wave of his sleeve, the Nine Heavens Moon Ring flew out and rapidly grew to intercept the saber's blade.

Soon, the two precious items clashed. Although the ghost-head saber was of high quality, it could not compare with Lin Xuan’s ownsoul-bound treasure.

The disparity was obvious from the start; after barely touching, he was forced into a defensive position. As time passed, his situation grew worse, and the spiritual light dimmed.

"This..."

The second in command was dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected such a result when he rushed out to fight. How could an ordinary mid-stage Separation Realm cultivator be so powerful?

It seemed that his third brother’s doubts had some merit after all.

Although he loved fighting, he naturally didn't have much interest in losing. Seeing Lin Xuan's overwhelming strength, he began to think of retreating. After all, these bandits might kill and rob, but they were always cowards who feared the strong.

However, it was too late now. The second in command, despite his strange appearance, clearly held a high position among the Black Gale pirates. Lin Xuan couldn't let him escape so easily.

With a wave of his sleeve, the surrounding heavenly qi surged wildly, and a green hand appeared before reaching out to grab the other party.

Seeing how quickly Lin Xuan gathered the heavenly qi, the second in command also sucked in a cold breath. He too waved his sleeve, but what came out were two bright black lightning pearls.

Boom!

A loud humming sound filled his ears as the terrifying power churned the sea for miles around. His hand was shattered into pieces by the explosion.

The bandit disguised second in command didn’t waste any time and transformed into a streak of light to flee towards his companions, preparing to regroup with them.

Unable to fight back, he ran away. This guy was quite clever.

Lin Xuan vanished from sight, reappearing more than a thousand feet away. Nine Heavens Microstep!

Once this secret technique was unleashed, the distance between him and the second in command rapidly narrowed.

The other party was both surprised and angry but had no way to stop it; he seemed to be outmatched even by his elder brother.

Thinking so, the second in command didn’t dare turn around. He just ran as fast as he could.

But such efforts were futile. As Lin Xuan was about to catch up, a voice shouted: "Release!"

Before he could react, countless light waves appeared before him, along with ice arrows and various elemental spells. The spiritual light was so bright that it almost obscured the sky.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted; this wasn’t just the effect of the crystal cannons on the ship. The pirates had joined in the attack as well.

One person couldn't defeat you alone, but many could. Even a master cultivator feared numbers. With so many attacks, how could he possibly defend against them all?

The attacks covered every angle, and the third in command’s strategy was truly cunning; there would be no chance for Lin Xuan to escape. The Nine Heavens Microstep was now meaningless.

Attacking from multiple sides was the wolf pack tactic—no matter how fierce a lion might be, it could only retreat.

Although they were bandits, Black Gale pirates weren’t low-level thugs. They had been trained rigorously; such coordination had been practiced countless times. The few cultivators holding up array flags indicated that their previous attack not only relied on coordination but also utilized the power of an array.

Even a Separation Realm peak cultivator would be severely injured if hit head-on.

The Sage Hand Scholar was confident about this. After all these years, Black Gale pirates had been able to live freely because they weren’t just cautious; they had other tricks up their sleeves as well.

This coordination was something even major sects couldn't replicate. Using the wolf pack tactic, they had defeated many formidable enemies.

The Sage Hand Scholar’s lips curled with satisfaction. The second in command's form also stopped. His third brother’s move this time was truly perfect—would he be completely annihilated if caught off guard?

He stared wide-eyed, his face full of unhidden anticipation. Soon, the smoke cleared, but the thick fog formed by the evaporating water vapor didn’t obscure their vision for cultivators.

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