"Hmm?"
"You wonât lend it?"
The trioâs expressions slightly changed.
They glanced around at everyone aboard the ship before finally fixing their gaze on Lu Changsheng.
"Perhaps we didnât explain clearly. We are disciples of the Youhai Sect and now require the use of your large ship."
"Is that clear now?"
The three Divine Power Realm martial artists spoke with a hint of arrogance in their tone.
Evidently, the name "Youhai Sect" seemed to carry significant weight; they werenât afraid Lu Changsheng would refuse.
After all, just one look at this ship made it clear it belonged to a group of foreign merchants.
What foreign merchants would dare defy the Youhai Sectâs wishes?
"I will not lend it."
Lu Changshengâs tone remained indifferent, resolute, and utterly decisive.
"You..."
The trioâs expressions shifted drastically.
This was a second outright refusal, and even after invoking the name of the Youhai Sect, this individual had completely ignored them.
For a moment, the trioâs faces grew colder.
"Whoosh."
At that instant, a man dressed in a crimson robe leapt from the small vessel, stepping across the surface of the sea before landing on the large ship in mere strides.
Seeing the man in the crimson robe, the trio immediately bowed and saluted, calling out reverently, "Greetings, Senior Brother!"
"Speak. Whatâs going on?"
The crimson-robed man asked coldly.
"Senior Brother, we wished to borrow this foreign merchantsâ ship, but they refused."
The three replied truthfully.
"Refused?"
"The Youhai Sect canât borrow a vessel from some foreign merchants?"
"Useless fools!"
The crimson-robed manâs gaze turned icy as it swept across the sailors aboard the ship.
He spoke coldly, "Not a single person on this ship survives."
"Yes, Senior Brother."
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The trio shuddered inwardly.
They knew their Senior Brother was greatly displeased with them.
If they failed to handle this matter properly, theyâd likely face punishment upon returning to the Youhai Sect.
Though all of them were Divine Power Realm martial artists, their Senior Brother commanded an exalted position; punishing them would be effortless.
Thus, the trio lifted their heads, and their eyes burned with murderous intent.
"Mr. Dao..."
The sailorsâ faces turned pale.
They absolutely did not want to die.
Especially since they knew these individuals belonged to the Youhai Sect, offending them was unthinkable.
"Noisy."
Lu Changsheng opened his eyes.
These people brimmed with killing intent, shouting threats as if they regarded him as nothing more than air.
Youhai Sect?
Lu Changsheng had never even heard of them.
"Buzz."
In the next moment, the boundless sea around them seemed to transform entirely.
Everyone felt as though they had been transported to a pitch-black starry expanse, where a massive waterfall stretched across the heavens, spanning the celestial void.
Its overwhelming grandeur and majesty caused every heart to tremble.
"This is... intention!"
The crimson-robed man, knowledgeable as he was, instantly paled.
"Clang."
Lu Changsheng unsheathed his blade.
A scarlet slash tore through the void in an instant, accompanied by the faint sound of crashing waves rolling in from afar.
The four figures did not even have time to react before the bladeâs radiance enveloped them, their bodies frozen all at once.
"Splat."
Their four heads rolled away, blood spraying across the deck.
The air grew thick with the sickening scent of fresh blood.
Silence!
The ship fell into complete silence.
The captain and sailors seemed unable to comprehend what had just occurred.
Four Divine Power Realm martial artists, including the Youhai Sectâs "Senior Brother,"
had been killed? Just like that?
None had even seen "Mr. Dao" make his move.
"Throw the bodies into the sea and clean the deck."
After speaking, Lu Changsheng closed his eyes again.
Four mere Divine Power Realm martial artists.
Even the so-called "Senior Brother" hadnât comprehended the concept of intention.
Divine Power Realm martial artists like thisâLu Changsheng wouldnât need a second strike to kill them.
One blade was sufficient!
To Lu Changsheng now, a Divine Power Realm martial artist who hadnât grasped intention was no different from a body refinement martial artist.
Even in great numbers, they posed no threat.
Mere fragile creaturesâutterly weak.
"Yes, Mr. Dao."
The captain replied cautiously but couldnât hide a trace of excitement on his face.
Although he had long known that "Mr. Dao" was incredibly powerful and closely affiliated with the Ocean Chamber of Commerce,
the captain had never fully realized what "powerful" truly meant.
Now, both the captain and the sailors understood: "Mr. Dao" was unfathomably strong.
Four powerful Divine Power Realm martial artists killed with a single strikeâit was absolute domination.
With Mr. Dao aboard, they had nothing to fear.
In the distance, the small vessel seemed to have witnessed the deaths of the four Divine Power Realm martial artists.
Not daring to linger, they swiftly steered away.
Lu Changsheng didnât care.
He remained aboard the ship, quietly immersing himself in comprehending the Ocean Wave Concept.
Time passedâa few days went by.
Lu Changshengâs mastery of the Ocean Wave Concept had already reached 99% completion.
Now, he merely awaited an opportunity to achieve the pinnacle.
However, opportunities required a degree of fate.
"Head into the depths of the ocean."
Lu Changsheng instructed the captain.
"Yes, Mr. Dao."
The captain obeyed Lu Changshengâs order and steered the ship deeper into the vast ocean.
"Boom."
The weather at sea changed swiftly.
In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared above the ocean.
A violent storm was brewing.
And storms at sea often brought towering waves.
"Itâs coming!"
Suddenly, Lu Changsheng sensed itâthe waves.
Towering waves.
Vast and mighty, seemingly capable of obliterating everything in their path.
Such overwhelming power of nature was something no one could defy.
Lu Changsheng took a deep breath.
"Stay here and wait."