Chapter 37: Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 2
Dream-Making Expert.
“Senior Brother Mingcheng, what should we do?”
Called out by the Azure-Robed Daoist, Chen Fan instinctively looked toward Xiao Mingcheng.
Xiao Mingcheng pondered for a moment, then spoke in a low voice, “Head over.”
Soon, the Treasure Armor Ship turned back.
Standing atop the sea, a trace of joy flashed through the Azure-Robed Daoist’s eyes. He cupped his hands and said, “Many thanks to the three Fellow Daoists for the rescue. Yang Qi is endlessly grateful.”
As he spoke, the Azure-Robed Daoist who called himself Yang Qi unceremoniously landed on the Treasure Armor Ship.
Catching sight of the Fire God Cannon mounted on the deck, a trace of astonishment flashed through the Azure-Robed Daoist’s eyes. He then smiled as he looked at the three people on the ship.
“Senior Brother Yang is too polite.”
Xiao Mingcheng led Chen Fan and Xiao Wei forward, bowing as he spoke, while also introducing themselves.
Facing an Azure-Robed Daoist who could easily slay a level-seven elite Cloud Flood Dragon Beast, Xiao Mingcheng kept his posture very low, inwardly pondering which of the Immortal Academy’s Core Disciples from recent years was named Yang Qi.
“Senior Brother Yang, are you a Core Disciple?”
Xiao Wei looked at the handsome, jade-faced Azure-Robed Daoist, her eyes shining. She could not help but ask.
“Oh? Junior Sister Xiao Wei, why do you ask?”
A slight heaviness settled in Lin Qi’s heart — the one who had taken the alias Yang Qi.
He had searched the vast sea for over half a year, finally clawing his way to encountering a cultivator.
He merely wanted to fabricate the identity of an ordinary cultivator and try to blend in.
How had he been taken for a Core Disciple of the Immortal Academy?
The identity of an Immortal Academy Core Disciple was not something one could impersonate casually.
“Senior Brother Yang, you slew a level-seven elite Cloud Flood Dragon Beast with a casual wave of your hand. Naturally, you must be a Core Disciple.”
Xiao Wei wore a look of utter matter-of-factness.
Beside her, though Chen Fan and Xiao Mingcheng did not voice their agreement, they too wore expressions that said exactly so.
Lin Qi was instantly speechless.
What the hell.
Just a little snake that could be burned to ash with a casual wave, and he was taken for an Immortal Academy Core Disciple.
Were Immortal Academy Core Disciples that easy to become?
Lin Qi suspected Xiao Wei and the others were setting a trap for him. So he waved his hand, smiled without a word, and changed the subject. “My ship was sunk by a demon beast.”
“I must ask the three Fellow Daoists to do me a convenience and give me a ride.”
“What? Senior Brother Yang, your ship was sunk by a demon beast? Could it be Senior Brother Yang encountered a level-nine demon beast?”
“No, with Senior Brother Yang’s abilities, a mere level-nine demon beast probably wouldn’t have that kind of capability.”
“So, Senior Brother Yang, you encountered a Foundation Establishment Realm Great Demon?”
Xiao Wei’s mouth was like a machine gun, chattering endlessly.
Lin Qi could not help but frown. Just as he was about to speak and cut her off, Xiao Mingcheng beside him hastily pulled Xiao Wei back and smiled at Lin Qi. “Senior Brother Yang is willing to ride our ship — that is our honor.”