Chapter 1013 - 716: Firewine Engulfs the Heavens

Chapter 1013: Chapter 716: Firewine Engulfs the Heavens

The Eagle Emperor glanced coldly at the rapidly settling slaughter below, as if merely clearing out some trash.

Its form once again transformed into a massive eagle body, letting out a piercing cry that could shatter metal and rock.

"Go!"

The Demon Bird flock, led by it, changed direction, carrying a rich scent of blood that hadn’t dissipated, and roared towards the borders of the Moonrise Sect’s territory.

...

Shen Xuan, Tang Qingyan, and Gu Xiaoyao returned to the cabin.

The cabin was silent.

Soon, all the passengers’ gazes gathered and finally landed on Shen Xuan.

Their gazes were filled with relief from surviving a disaster, along with heartfelt gratitude and respect.

A few Fake Pill Cultivators stepped forward first, deeply bowed, and solemnly saluted: "Grateful to Pill Master Shen for reversing the tides and saving us from desperate straits!"

Shen Xuan’s expression remained calm, slightly nodding in return.

As if a signal, the others also began to bow one after the other, their voices varied.

"Thank you, Pill Master Shen, for your lifesaving kindness!"

Shen Xuan clasped his fists, looking around at everyone, his voice steady: "No need for such formality. Escaping danger this time was not Shen’s achievement alone."

He stepped aside to introduce the two people behind him: "Fellow Daoist Tang Qingyan wielded superb swordsmanship, leading the way and clearing out the Demon Birds, deserves great credit. Fellow Daoist Wu Jiajun took command in a crisis, restrained the traitor, and piloted the spaceship, crucial for escape. Fellow Daoist Zhang Bufan and Lady Hu were sharp-eyed, uncovering the traitors’ conspiracy, and Fellow Daoist Gu Xiaoyao generously contributed his treasured Spirit Wine to help fuel the fire. This is the result of our collective efforts, ensuring survival."

"Well said!"

"Indeed, it’s true!"

"Thank you, esteemed seniors!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, their grateful gazes also turned to Tang Qingyan and the others.

Tang Qingyan stood as straight as a sword, her face veiled, but a slight chill softened between her brows, accepting the gazes directed at her with composure.

Gu Xiaoyao stroked his beard, laughing heartily: "It’s only right, it’s only right, we’re all in the same boat."

Shen Xuan’s gaze swept over Tian Haoran and Qin Shiya, who were subdued and paralyzed on the ground, then glanced at Lady Hu.

No words needed, Lady Hu already understood.

She directly stepped forward, deftly removing the storage pouches from Tian and Qin’s waists.

This is the convenience of having reliable "helpers"; many trivial matters inconvenient to handle personally were taken care of by others.

Lady Hu probed into the pouch with her Divine Sense, quickly examining its contents, soon her eyes lit up: "Found it!"

She took out several Jade Scrolls and a number of letters refined with special demon beast skin.

Shen Xuan swept them with his Divine Sense; they were indeed the correspondence between Tian Haoran, Qin Shiya, and the Azure Wolf, detailing spaceship information, passenger reality, agreed action time, and loot division plans, the evidence was conclusive.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, please guard here while I go discuss with Captain Liang."

Shen Xuan said to Tang Qingyan.

"Alright."

Tang Qingyan responded briefly.

She was not fond of trivial socializing, and now guarding openly suited her Sword Cultivator nature and allowed her to enjoy the deserved gratitude and respect slightly.

Shen Xuan, with Lady Hu and Gu Xiaoyao, re-entered the cockpit.

The heavy metal hatch slowly closed behind them, isolating inside from outside.

Inside the cockpit, Wu Jiajun was controlling the spaceship’s array, making it maintain high-speed and stable flight.

Zhang Bufan guarded nearby, his eyes alert.

"How is Captain Liang’s condition?"

Shen Xuan looked at Liang Shixing with closed eyes.

Wu Jiajun adjusted the Spirit Patterns as he spoke lightly: "He’s been hit by a rather rare drug called ’Immortal Drunkenness’. This drug is colorless, tasteless, requires long-term micro-dose consumption, accumulating in the body to a certain level, then explodes, causing a cultivator’s magical power to stall, Divine Soul to dull, fitting for capture. Captain Liang fell for this trick."

Zhang Bufan nodded slowly, supplementing: "Already questioned those two. Captain Liang has a habit of drinking strong Spirit Tea to refresh, while Qin Shiya secretly added small amounts of ’Immortal Drunkenness’ liquid into the tea daily. Over time, the toxin rooted deeply without his knowledge."

It turned out, Qin Shiya had long colluded with Tian Haoran in secret.

Tian Haoran offered her immense profits, promising to take her far away after success, sharing wealth and prosperity.

While following Liang Shixing, she had neither an official status nor much benefit.

Tian Haoran’s generosity far surpassed, she had long felt resentment.

The two quickly aligned, planning this inside-out scheme.

"Is there an antidote?" Shen Xuan asked.

"No antidote needed."

Wu Jiajun shook his head: "The drug’s nature is such that once it erupts, its power will dissipate slowly on its own; roughly an hour later, the poisoned will gradually regain control over their magical power, just remaining weak for a while."

Shen Xuan’s gaze fell on Liang Shixing’s face.

This Golden Core Middle Stage captain of the Commerce Alliance had his Sealing Spirit Talisman removed.

At this moment, his eyes were shut.

Yet the eyeballs under his eyelids slightly trembled, his breathing was heavier than a genuinely unconscious person.

Everyone knew deeply, Liang Shixing had regained consciousness.

Just feeling humiliated, ashamed to face everyone, and unable to explain being betrayed by a close associate, thus continued "sleeping".

Waiting for the drug’s effects to completely pass, restoring strength, then coming out to address the aftermath.

"In that case, let’s wait for Captain Liang to wake naturally and continue discussing follow-ups."

Shen Xuan’s tone remained calm, seemingly oblivious.

He suddenly remembered something, turned to Gu Xiaoyao, asking: "By the way, Fellow Daoist Gu. The Spirit Wine you sacrificed earlier to drive the enemy away, how much would it be worth at market price?"

"Ah?"

Gu Xiaoyao was first stunned, then happily rubbed his hands, awkwardly said: "Well, those were my treasured collections over many years, ought to be worth about three hundred thousand Spirit Stones."