Chapter 395 – Sailing Through the Wind to Destroy Green Vine One (1/2)

The sky loomed overhead, and the sea of clouds surged. Both of them extended as far as the eye could see. All was silent. Even the Soaring Dragon ship had stopped, as if it was quietly spectating the outcome of their battle.

There was a flash of fire, followed by a great rumble.

Li Qingshan felt scorching heat in the centre of his hand. Fire erupted between his fingers.

Jiang Shancheng knew he would die, so he actually activated the scarlet talisman regardless of the consequences.

The peaceful air was blown apart viciously, whistling and surging violently. The sea of clouds were pushed apart, creating a large hole.

Li Qingshan collided against the Soaring Dragon ship as he felt intense pain. His right hand had already become charred, while the huge Soaring Dragon ship shook.

Jiang Shancheng turned into white light and took off into the distance.

Li Qingshan shook his right hand, shaking off the ash and exposing his skin. With his recovery ability, a wound like this was nothing, but it did deplete a lot of daemon qi.

He thought, I really can’t underestimate any Foundation Establishment cultivator. If I’m too careless, I might end up screwing up such a simple task. If that scarlet talisman had been a little closer, he probably would lose his clone from exhausting too much daemon qi even with the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell.

Li Qingshan flapped his wings in pursuit. In just a few seconds, he arrived behind Jiang Shancheng.

Jiang Shancheng was charred. Although he was the one who had activated the talisman, it was not his own power, so he too was heavily injured due to the close proximity. He was unable to put up any resistance anymore, but he roared viciously, “You wretched daemon, I’ll drag you down with me!”

“Just by you?” Li Qingshan sneered, but he suddenly detected a hint of danger. He looked back.

Tiny doors opened on the side of the Soaring Dragon ship and countless black cannons protruded out. Specks of light began to gather towards them as their mouths shone brighter and brighter.

On this dark night, a drunken man walked on a small path running through a village. Suddenly, he heard a clap of thunder. The path was slippery from the night rain, so he leapt in fright and fell over.

“Fucking hell. Why’s it so slippery when it’s autumn…”

He raised his head, and his mouth dropped, forgetting to close it. All he saw was a hole in the sky. The stars twinkled in the hole as a silver streak of moonlight seemed to connect the ground with the sky.

“Dear heavens, spare me, spare me! I’ll never drink or beat my wife again!” He had completely sobered up. He knelt on the ground in fright and banged his head against the ground.

“Die!” Jiang Shancheng was very surprised by the power of the Soaring Dragon ship. He ravished with joy as he wielded the ship’s wheel, firing it again and again.

The Soaring Dragon ship had never been for transporting cargo, nor was it for showing off. Instead, it was the crystallisation of mohist craftsmanship, an unrivalled machine of war.

Li Qingshan flapped his wings and did his best to fly between the light, suddenly flying straight ahead, suddenly turning, and suddenly dropping by a few dozen meters, submerging deeply into the sea of clouds. The streaks of light pursued him relentlessly, completely unaffected by the clouds and giving him no opportunity to catch his breath.

Jiang Shancheng gazed at the clouds vigilantly. He flew towards the Soaring Dragon ship on his sword. As long as he returned to the ship and activated the defensive formations, there was nothing this daemon could do to him.

Li Qingshan’s figure turned violently like a hurricane. He was afraid to rest for even a second, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Shancheng. He fished out something from his hundred treasures pouch, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it as hard as he could.

Just when Jiang Shancheng was about to return to the ship, he felt like his body was being ripped apart, like it could collapse at any time. He was overcome by both joy and urgency. He urged his sword to fly faster, but his body halted. Lowering his head in disbelief, a bloody ‘spear’ had pierced his chest.

Behind him, a great flag drifted in the wind. As it turned out, Li Qingshan had thrown a huge flag at a critical moment. What pierced Jiang Shancheng was the flagpole.

His life rapidly bled away. Jiang Shancheng’s eyes were wide open. I’m someone even more powerful than those handsome geniuses with fantastic backgrounds like Hua Chengzan and Han Tieyi. I’m actually going to die here, at the hands of a wretched daemon. I refuse to accept this!

Li Qingshan rose up in the sea of clouds, moving horizontally. A streak of light shot past him in a slight curve and vanished into the sea of clouds.

This was also the Soaring Dragon ship’s last attack.

Under the stars, Li Qingshan leapt on board and squatted slightly. His red hair danced in the wind, holding a ship’s wheel in one hand and a great flag in the other. Jiang Shancheng was skewered on the flagpole.

With a swing of the flag, Jiang Shancheng landed on the deck. He was on his last breath. He said with a feeble voice, “Please, I beg you, d- don’t kill me. Pine Sough academy will never spare you. The Daemon Suppression alliance will never spare you!”

“I’ll let you die knowing. I’m Li Qingshan,” Li Qingshan whispered quietly into Jiang Shancheng’s ears. His eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something.

Li Qingshan grabbed him by the head and twisted it three times before tossing him into his hundred treasures pouch to take back as a snack for Xiao An.

“Is this the control device?” Li Qingshan fiddled around with the ship’s wheel in his hand. The power of the Soaring Dragon ship tempted him very much, but in the end, he discovered he was actually unable to use it. The wheel did not respond to daemon qi at all, and he was unable to mobilise his true qi in his current state.

If I can’t use it, then I won’t use it! Li Qingshan stowed the wheel away and made his way into the cabin with the flag on his shoulder.