Chapter 63: The Old Lecher

At this moment, Xu Qing, having left the elixir shop, was walking toward Pier 79.

Although the work at the Homicide Department required daily roll calls and occasional outings to assist with patrols, it was actually quite free when there were no missions, so Xu Qing intended to return to his berth to continue cultivating.

On the way, he habitually walked along the edges and corners, doing his best to blend into the shadows as he moved forward silently.

Because of the storm, many cargo ships and boats belonging to sect disciples who had gone out were unable to enter the port in time and were mostly trapped at sea.

Today, however, the storm had ended; although it was still raining, a great number of boats were entering the port.

As Xu Qing walked through the port, he pondered his elixirs and his cultivation.

"The cost of one White Pill is about three spirit coins. If this is done long-term, with gradual accumulation, I can have a considerable harvest." Xu Qing touched the spirit stones he had exchanged for the White Pills.

"The cost of cultivation is too high. To maintain the previous speed, I need one every day, and the berth fee is also due soon."

"As for the refining of the magic boat, that is even more expensive." Xu Qing sighed inwardly, feeling some regret that he had been too decisive in killing the previous person, missing the chance to obtain their items and contributions.

Thus, he pondered that he should find a way to catch more wanted criminals or go to a forbidden zone; otherwise, if things continued like this, resources would be too scarce to upgrade his magic boat.

Throughout the main city, prices were very high, but the highest were for cultivation resources. The former were acceptable to commoners, but as for the latter, let alone those without the qualifications to purchase them, even disciples who were qualified rarely bought them in large quantities.

For the disciples of the Seven Blood Eyes, the daily thirty spirit coin residency fee was nothing; what truly made them kill and plunder each other in secret was their cultivation resources.

To grow, one either had to take missions to go out and acquire them, or kill and plunder in secret; there was no other choice.

In this regard, only those core disciples who had obtained the core disciple token and possessed the qualification to live on the mountain—but lacked the power to distribute sect benefits—could fare a bit better.

During this time, Xu Qing had heard many things about the Seven Blood Eyes and also understood that the so-called core disciples were those who entered the sect holding the formal tokens of each peak.

For example, the Seventh Peak used purple tokens.

Anyone holding such a token could live on the mountain upon entering the sect. Their robes were the light-colored ones of their respective peaks, like the young man in the light purple Daoist robe on the street that day, or the young girl in the light orange Daoist robe from before.

They were often the juniors of the high-level members of each peak. When purchasing any item, the cost was fifty percent of that for other disciples living below the mountain. However, sect rules forbade reselling for profit; once caught, their status would be revoked, so few took the risk.

It was very unfair between core disciples and those living below the mountain, but such was the fate of people. As for those in dark-colored Daoist robes from each peak, only Foundation Establishment cultivators and above could possess them; they had already surpassed the core disciples and possessed the right to receive a share of the Seven Blood Eyes' benefits.

"I must find a way to make money as soon as possible..." As Xu Qing mused, a noisy sound came from afar, interrupting his thoughts.

Following the sound, Xu Qing looked up and saw many disciples gathered on the shore ahead, seemingly waiting for something.

Even the Seventh Peak disciples inside the magic boats in the port were coming out one after another.

Behind him, whistling sounds arrived at this moment, and at least a hundred Seventh Peak disciples from all directions were rapidly converging.

Each of them had a look of intensity and longing, gazing into the distance at the harbor gate.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qing was somewhat suspicious, so he also looked toward the harbor gate. Before long, a huge boat slowly appeared at the edge of his vision.

This boat was at least one hundred and seventy or eighty zhang long, entirely golden, and extremely luxurious. It shone with brilliant light under the setting sun, and the prow featured a giant statue of a human-faced spider.

The eyes on that human face were single eyes, appearing as if inlaid with gemstones, extremely ostentatious.

Seen from afar, the boat was like a giant beast, breaking through the sea as it came.

On that large ship, even more luxurious pavilions had been built, and among the carved railings and jade masonry, a large number of guards could be seen inside.

At this moment, as a wooing sound echoed, it drew closer and closer to the port.

"The Third Prince."

"The Third Prince is back!"

A commotion suddenly broke out within the crowd.

"The Third Prince?" Xu Qing looked curiously at the incomparably luxurious ship slowly entering the harbor. As it drew closer, a fishy smell of the sea spread to the surroundings.

Furthermore, a strong pressure radiated from the boat, shaking the mind.

After Xu Qing felt it slightly, his eyes constricted.

The strength of this pressure gave him a feeling of extreme danger, just like the terrifying existences he had encountered in the depths of the forbidden zone jungles.

Especially as it drew closer, he clearly saw that on this luxurious ship, besides the pavilions and guards, there were also sharp spikes flashing with cold light.

Any one of these spikes was over a zhang long, covered in complex runes, and exuded astonishing lethality.

This kind of boat was the most terrifying one Xu Qing had seen in these past few days.

This ship alone made Xu Qing feel that he could not resist it, which gave him a deeper understanding of the Seventh Peak's magic boats. As his mind shook and the sounds of respect rose and fell all around, Xu Qing saw several people walk out of the pavilions on the massive, imposing ship.

The one in the lead was a tall, thin young man wearing a purple Daoist robe!

The purple robe on his body was not the light color Xu Qing had seen before, but... a dark color!

A dark and pure purple robe worn on this young man—the status represented by this scene made Xu Qing's expression solemn. He knew... the cultivation of this young man must be Foundation Establishment.

And from the respect of the people around, it could be seen that this person's status... was by no means as simple as an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It was just that this young man's complexion was sallow, he had very thick dark circles under his eyes, his body was extremely thin, and he looked like someone hollowed out by wine and lust, with a lewd intent showing in his eyes.

He stood at the prow of the ship, wearing a white hat on his head with a large "Forbidden" character embroidered on it.

This character was very strange, exuding an indescribable pressure.

And that dark purple Daoist robe that made countless people go crazy was worn on him, extremely loose; it rustled in the wind, as if it could blow him over.

He seemed to know his own weakness, so as he walked out, while enjoying the respect from the disciples on the shore, he held two women wearing cloaks with both arms for support.

One of the women was holding a crystal bottle filled with various nourishing items, feeding him mouthful by mouthful.

These two women were not old and were quite beautiful. Their green eyes exuded a charm that hooked the soul, and as the sea breeze blew, their long hair fluttered, revealing their tall, curvaceous figures beneath their cloaks.

Their high breasts, rounded hips, and exaggeratedly thin waists, combined with their pure faces, caused them to radiate waves of primal impulse.

They were dressed even more boldly, their hot curves and fair skin, which seemed as if it would break at a touch, were exposed to the eyes of all the disciples, making people unconsciously ignore the parotid glands on their cheeks.

At this moment, they let the young man hold them, and laughter echoed amidst their shyness.

"Greetings to the Third Prince!" On the shore, the sounds of respect grew louder.

Xu Qing gazed at the young man on the boat, feeling that if not for the support of those two women, the other party would fall over. This made him feel very strange and unbelievable.

So he looked at the two graceful women again, his eyes slightly narrowing. He felt danger from these two women, so he quickly moved his gaze past them and saw that besides the guards, there were many people in black robes on the boat.

These people, whose faces were exposed, had green eyes just like the two women, with parotid glands on their cheeks, and each had an impressive fluctuation of cultivation.

Besides them, there was also a youth among them, about the same age as Xu Qing, dressed very luxuriously, with a coldness in his green eyes as he scanned the shore.

He also had parotid glands on his cheeks.

Xu Qing looked at these; this was the second time he had seen creatures that were similar to the human race but different. However, judging from the reactions of the other disciples around, no one seemed surprised; clearly, this kind of non-human race was not rare.

So he quickly withdrew his gaze and was about to leave, but just then, as the large ship approached, the laughter of the young man supported by the two women on the ship rang out.

"This trip out, although we encountered a storm, the harvest was good. Everyone, junior brothers and sisters, shall have a share."

As soon as his words fell, a large number of attendants on the boat leaped up, and with a wave of their hands, palm-sized scales whistled toward everyone on the shore.

Xu Qing also received one. Seeing the scale flying toward him, he raised his hand and caught it. The first feeling was that it was slippery and cold. Then, he squeezed it slightly and was actually unable to crush it, which made Xu Qing's eyes focus.

He realized that this scale must be quite extraordinary, and at the same time, he understood the reason why so many people were gathered on the shore.

"If it could be like this every day, I wouldn't have to worry about making money." Xu Qing looked at the scale, and after putting it away, he joined the people around in thanking the Third Prince on the large ship in the distance.

Amidst the thanks of the crowd, the large ship docked at the berth. The Third Prince first waved to his fellow disciples on the shore, and then, not afraid of being seen, he directly gave a heavy pat on the buttocks of the two alien women.

After causing the two women to let out waves of coy cries, this emaciated Third Prince began to smirk.

All the disciples saw this scene and lowered their heads one after another; few dared to boldly keep their eyes on the two alien women in front of the Third Prince.

Xu Qing originally felt there was nothing worth looking at, but he noticed that the alien youth behind the two women seemed to have a look of disdain.

On the large ship, the Third Prince was winking and looked lecherous, as if all his attention was on the figures of the women beside him, not noticing the expression of the alien youth behind him.

"Two little fairies, wait for me here, don't leave the boat easily, or else if my Master sees you, he will lecture me again... but I don't know if Master has returned. How about this, I'll go check first; if he hasn't returned, I'll come find you to play tonight."

The two alien women seemed to fall for this, smiling charmingly and flirting with him a few more times. Then, the Third Prince coughed, took the crystal bottle of nourishment, and called out to the attendants and guards on the ship.

"Take everything down, and everyone be careful when moving them; don't bump into them."

As he spoke, a large number of attendants and guards moved large boxes out of the ship's hold, all sealed, so one could not see what was inside.

"Move them carefully, and record the images for me. This is prepared for the Senior Brother who is in seclusion. He is narrow-minded; don't let him come back and tell me it's broken and try to extort me."

Amidst the Third Prince's laughter, he cupped his fists at the surrounding disciples and led his people off the large ship in a grand manner, heading toward the Seventh Peak.

As he went further away, the disciples on the shore retreated rapidly one by one. While each was on guard, a repressive atmosphere also permeated the place.

Everyone who had received a scale was extremely vigilant, and malicious gazes were hidden among them, filled with greed.

Clearly, one could get the item, but whether one could keep it was another matter.

Thus, very quickly, as the crowd dispersed rapidly, quite a few disciples were targeted. Some gazes also swept toward Xu Qing, but perhaps because of his fame from killing Qing Yunzi a few days ago, those gazes hesitated and did not act rashly.

Xu Qing watched all this with cold eyes, stepped away from the place, and returned to his berth with vigilance all the way. After confirming it was safe, he took out his magic boat.

Gazing at it for a while, the Third Prince's huge boat appeared in Xu Qing's mind.

The gap between the two was simply too large. Xu Qing was silent for a moment; he did not step into the magic boat to cultivate, but instead put the magic boat away again and turned to walk toward the shops opened by the Sixth Peak disciples at the port.

He prepared to have his magic boat refined.

After finding a shop, taking out the scale and the fish bone given by Zhang San, and paying the refining fee, Xu Qing waited in the shop opened by the Sixth Peak disciples.

The process did not need to take long. The Sixth Peak disciple who refined it for him informed him that it would take the time of one stick of incense.

So, while waiting, Xu Qing looked at the various sundries sold in the shop. Most of them were materials from living creatures, each of them worth a considerable amount.

Among them, Xu Qing saw a lizard skin. He asked the clerk on the side and was told that it actually cost one hundred and fifty spirit stones per piece.

"So expensive!" Although he was prepared in his heart and knew that the price of cultivation resources was high, Xu Qing was still shocked by this price.

"This is the molted skin of a Qi Condensation level five sea lizard, extremely complete and rare; it is very excellent in terms of sturdiness." The clerk glanced at Xu Qing sideways and explained.

Xu Qing silently withdrew his gaze. Until he had scanned all the items, his gaze landed on a heart the size of a human head.

This heart was contained in a crystal bottle and was actually still active, beating slowly.

"This is the heart of a Dragon-Bearded Beast. Although it cannot reach the level of a magic boat comparable to Foundation Establishment, it is enough as a power source for a boat-level vessel."

The clerk explained. Xu Qing did not ask the price; he knew very well that this kind of power source was often expensive to an even more exaggerated degree.

In short, the prices of all biological materials were extremely outrageous.

After looking, Xu Qing felt that his meager savings were insignificant. At this moment, as he sighed inwardly, his magic boat was finished being refined.

When the shopkeeper handed him the small bottle, Xu Qing immediately saw that the magic boat inside was a bit different from before; not only was it a bit larger, but totems like scales had clearly appeared on it.

As the spiritual energy merged in, he felt it for a moment and realized that not only had the exterior changed, but the sturdiness of the magic boat had also been elevated to a new level; Xu Qing nodded in satisfaction, expressed his thanks, and left, heading straight for the harbor.

He intended to go out to sea to give it a try.

As he approached the harbor and returned to his berth, Xu Qing confirmed that the surroundings were safe before releasing the magic boat.

With a flash of light, a black-canopied boat, seven or eight zhang long and over a zhang wide, its entire body densely carved with clear scale totems, appeared before Xu Qing.

Compared to before, the magic boat now exuded a more obvious sense of ferocity, and the feeling of it being a giant crocodile was even stronger, especially with the fish bones embedded in the crocodile-head statue, which formed gusts of wind that continuously circled it.

One could imagine that once it erupted, its speed would also be much faster than before.

All of this made a gleam appear in Xu Qing's eyes.

"If I had a large amount of spirit stones and materials, what would my magic boat become?"

"Time to make money!" Xu Qing murmured.

Beautiful young ladies, this chapter is 4400 words long~~~