Chapter 7 Younger Brother, We Are Truly the Best Partners

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Everyone discovered that the raindrops falling from the sky onto the deck were sizzling, emitting green smoke along with streaking bolts of lightning. They instantly melted parts of the fine iron, drilling small holes in the process.

"This!" Upon seeing this scene, Chen De was immediately startled.

"The raindrops falling from the sky actually contain the power of lightning; each drop is this terrifying. This is not normal rainfall. If we do not defend against it, the ship will probably soon be penetrated. We do not even know how long this rain will last. If we lose the protection of the ship, we will all die in the sea," Chen De made an urgent decision and ordered everyone to activate the Protective Array.

Everyone saw this scene and instantly understood why Jin Dafu was so generous, not sparing any Spirit Stones.

Compared to Spirit Stones, lives are decidedly more precious.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Don't just stand there!" Seeing the ship being peppered with holes, Jin Dafu's complexion turned ashen as he hurriedly urged everyone on.

Hearing his words, everyone exerted their full power and activated the Formation.

Hum!

Once the Protective Array was activated, a layer of Spiritual Light immediately rose over the surface of the ship, blocking the raindrops outside, and sailing gradually became stable.

But no one had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief yet.

Then they heard!

Crackling, the sound of bursting through the sky suddenly erupted, as if the heavens had exploded.

Filled with immense fear, everyone quickly looked outside and were instantly scared to their core.

Lightning filled the sky, slithering through the dark clouds like serpents, dyeing the entire Sky Firmament purple.

"This, this is..." Jin Dafu was scared stiff; it was the all-encompassing Extreme Purple Heavenly Thunder.

"Good heavens, Extreme Purple Heavenly Thunder!" The group was terrified beyond measure, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

Just after the ship had changed course, and rushed forward for about five miles, the sky behind was bombarded with a blanket of lightning, and it was the most fearsome Extreme Purple Heavenly Thunder.

If they had been even a moment slower, they would have been reduced to ash instantaneously, not even bones or dregs remaining.

At this moment, everyone's body felt cold, a wave of fright washed over them, their bodies still trembling uncontrollably.

If they had been a step late, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Luckily, they made a decisive decision and fully activated the Formation, accelerating out for five miles.

But even so, the force of the lightning that permeated through the seawater still wrapped the entire ship, serpents of electricity enveloping it, and the purple glow was chillingly cold.

Upon touching the electric serpents, the crew felt their bodies go numb, unable to circulate their Spiritual Power; their skin covered with purple patterns, burning unbearably and even beginning to crack open.

Yet compared to what was behind them, they were in paradise at that moment, incredibly fortunate.

Behind them was a veritable purgatory, crackling! The thick, powerful Extreme Purple Lightning ceaselessly blanketed down, connecting heaven and earth, as if a prison of thunder had manifested in this world, immensely terrifying.

The mighty force of the lightning plowed into the sea, plummeting down a hundred yards, causing the entire sea area to shake, and instantly whipped up terrifying waves, like a solid wall dancing with the electric serpents.

Purple, the sea and the Sky Firmament were all a deep, gloomy purple, everywhere resounded with the clap of thunder, and the terrifying might of heaven spread in all directions, the air collapsing, space tearing apart.

Unbelievable, what kind of despair would it be if one were caught within it?

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Simply terrifying!

Within a hundred miles, there was nothing but a sea of thunder—had anyone ever witnessed such a spectacle? They were indeed scared half to death.

Extreme Purple Heavenly Thunder was something they had only read about in books, so how could they truly understand its terror until now?

"Quick, quickly, get out of this cursed place, don't worry about wasting my Spirit Stones!" Jin Dafu was so scared that his words came out all jumbled.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and without needing any more urging from Jin Dafu, they were frantically activating the formation, wishing the ship could just fly away and leave this area of the sea.

Not until they had sailed dozens of miles away and looked back at that prison of thunder from a distance did they feel a lingering sense of dread.

Only when the Sea of Thunder was out of sight, did everyone finally feel a huge sigh of relief.

...

"Young friend, I really owe you one this time," Chen De sighed and, turning to Yang Ji, said with a warm smile.

"Indeed, we owe Yang Daoist friend a debt of gratitude for his warning this time; otherwise, we would all have perished in the Sea of Thunder," several cultivators also said, bowing their hands in thanks.

"Brother Yang, you truly are my lucky star. Luckily you warned us, and with my decisive action, we avoided this disaster. We are like pearls and jade—perfect partners," Jin Dafu, his face devoid of the earlier resentment, said with a hearty laugh.

What a talent! Yang Ji couldn't help but think to himself as he watched Jin Dafu's emotions change seamlessly.

"Come, come, sit down, Brother Yang!" Jin Dafu energetically pulled him to sit and started saying with a laugh, "I didn't expect you to have such an ability to avoid bad luck and seek good fortune; it's truly admirable. I've decided, from now on, you are the Ship Guardian of Myriad Treasures Tower."

Thick-faced! I haven't even agreed yet, and you've already appointed me as the Ship Guardian? Yang Ji thought to himself, giving Jin Dafu a mental eye-roll.

Indeed, businessmen are worldly-wise; he had just been grumbling about me running out of Spirit Stones, Yang Ji thought as he gave him a critical look.

At that moment, he too smiled subtly, while inconspicuously rubbing his forefinger and thumb together in front of Jin Dafu's eyes and said with deep meaning, "Well said, well said!"

Jin Dafu, upon seeing his gesture, obviously faltered for a moment before laughing and saying,

"Haha, Brother Yang, these one thousand Spirit Stones are payment for accompanying us on this trip. Our Myriad Treasures Tower is strong; our business spans across all the major islands in the Thousand-Islands Sea Area. By being the Ship Guardian for Myriad Treasures Tower, brother, you won't be at a loss. In the future, with every increase in your cultivation level, the payment will be two hundred more on top of these one thousand Spirit Stones; we won't treat you unfairly."

As he spoke, he also looked towards Chen De and the other cultivators, saying with a smile, "As our Ship Guardian, Brother Yang's accompanying fee this time is one thousand Spirit Stones—no objections, right?"

"No objections, no objections, this is what Yang Daoist friend deserves," the people replied, smiling amiably.

Looking at the one thousand Spirit Stones, enveloped in spiritual power, floating before his eyes, Yang Ji's eyes lit up as he thought that Jin Dafu was indeed good to deal with—a man who knew the ropes!

He also unceremoniously waved his hand, gathering all one thousand Spirit Stones into his bag.

In doing so, he was implicitly accepting Jin Dafu's offer to become the Ship Guardian.

Yang Ji had learned about Myriad Treasures Tower through books; it was a cultivation family's enterprise,

This family was the Jin Family, with several Golden Core True Persons in residence, their influence spanning all the major islands of the Thousand-Islands Sea Area, with countless ties to the three major sects, making their strength undeniable.

If he could establish even a slight connection with Jin Dafu, future dealings might become much more convenient.

Moreover, making one thousand Spirit Stones for a single trip out to sea was a guaranteed profitable transaction.

Yang Ji readily accepted the offer.

"Young friend, your ability to predict danger is truly strong, is it acquired through later cultivation?" asked Chen De, like a gentle and cultured scholar, with a warm smile.

"Elder is jesting—how could an ability to foretell danger, something not even Divine Transforming Powerhouses can easily cultivate, be within my reach as a mere Qi Refining Trainee? Perhaps it's a side effect from witnessing too many horrors in my past life. Of course, it's also erratic, working only three times so far," Yang Ji said with a chuckle, shaking his head.

"Oh, I see!" Chen De said, his expression flickering slightly.

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