King of the Fairy City

Zhao Dafu is talkative and the most active, often showing off how wealthy his family is in the county.

However, no one takes it seriously.

After all, everyone is in the same boat now, even if they are more prosperous than others. But now that he is locked up in a cell, and he doesn’t know where he will be transported, he may never be able to return to his hometown again in this life.

Zhao Dafu's show off is just nostalgia, not even pride. And he has never practiced martial arts. Even a martial artist with bad moves can kick him away. He is actually a very weak person in this cell.

Neither Orion Wu Shan nor Qian Ying, the daughter of the owner of the armor shop, really cared.

Not to mention Ye Mo, of course, he just smiled after hearing it.

"It's almost time to deliver food in the evening. Everyone, please stop talking nonsense. If the pirates on patrol hear it, you will be scolded."

Zhao Dafu estimated the time and stopped laughing at Ye Mo.

"Well, Dafu is right, everyone should stop talking. Two days ago, there was a man who made trouble and was beaten severely by the patrolmen. The beating was so miserable that his begging for mercy could be heard throughout the cabin. It was extremely miserable. "

Zhang Xiucai seemed to have lingering fears when he spoke.

Afterwards, everyone in the cell lay down in their own places, barely covering their bodies with a few withered grass to sleep.

Not many people meditate in the cells, and many of them no longer have the habit of sitting cross-legged and meditating every day.

Inside the cells of this pirate ship, they see no future for themselves.

How many days he can survive on this sea ship is unknown.

As a captive slave, he may die of some minor diseases at any time. While he is still alive, he will be thrown into the vast East Sea and become food for the sea fish to avoid infecting other people.

This is the fate of these captive slaves, and no one can change it.

When it's cold at night, even if everyone squeezes in to sleep, they don't want to catch a cold. In order to avoid getting cold and being discovered by patrolling pirates, they would be thrown into the sea.

They cannot afford this consequence.

The space in the cell was not large, so eight people living together seemed a bit crowded and the atmosphere was stale.

"As soon as the night watchers pass, I can take the last vitality pill. Now that I am at the ninth level of body refining, I only need the last step to break through and develop the soul to become a true immortal cultivator."

In the quiet cell, Ye Mo began to think.

He didn't take it in a hurry before because his cultivation level increased too quickly. If he was too hasty, his foundation would easily be unstable. Even the size of the force can easily lead to loss of control and excessive force.

If it causes inner breath disorder, it will be a disaster.

During the month of wandering on the sea with the warriors on a raft, he still insisted on practicing the "Wave Cutting Technique" for several hours every day, and now he has almost completely adapted to the strength of the ninth level of the body training stage.

Now that we are on the pirate ship, it is time to take the last Vitality Pill and make a breakthrough.

Once he breaks through and becomes an immortal cultivator, his strength will be several times or even dozens of times stronger than that of a peerless warrior, and he will be able to kill any peerless warrior instantly.

This requires a stable environment to absorb the vitality pill and break through the soul.

This is why Ye Mo chose to disarm instead of immediately clashing with the pirates on the ship.

He could bear it for the past few days.

When taking the Vitality Pill, try to avoid being disturbed and avoid unexpected situations. If you are interrupted at this critical moment, accidents may easily occur.

If someone forcibly interrupts your practice, especially when you are trying to break through a realm, all your previous efforts will be wasted and all your efforts will fall short. In severe cases, you become obsessed with it and find it difficult to take another step forward for the rest of your life. What's more, the blood vessels, muscles and bones in the whole body are directly broken and the patient dies.

"I need time, it can be as short as two or three days, as long as four or five days, I will be able to cultivate the soul! Becoming an immortal cultivator, with a strength of more than a thousand kilograms, it can only kill a peerless warrior with one punch, this cell cannot be locked at all I!

After rescuing Gao Jian, Lin Zhi, Mo Ling, and Wang Hu, and finding a way to regain the Golden Spirit Sword and the Water Arrow Rune, it's time to fight with the pirates on the ship! "

Ye Mo put aside the thoughts in his mind and lay quietly, paying attention to the scene outside the cell door, waiting for the arrival of the night watchman.

As soon as the warrior who delivers food and patrols at night passes by, he will become a true immortal cultivator with the help of this last vitality pill.

There will be no one on this ship who can be his enemy.

Ye Mo was extremely determined.

He has suffered countless hardships since he was a child. Poverty cannot defeat him, nor can Zheng Yiqing and He An, nor the tide of sea beasts, nor this prison cell made of spiritual wood.

Once upon a time, he was a commoner boy in the city who dreamed of horses, mansions, and beautiful wives and concubines. Immortals were just a legend to him.

But now, the immortal's dream is within reach. His journey is a fairy village, a fairy road full of opportunities and challenges.

"Dang——! Dong——!"

Heavy footsteps sounded in the cabin passage. After a while, two fully armed island warriors appeared outside Ye Mo's cell.

Wearing armor, he made "swish" sounds when he walked, and the sword on his waist emitted a soul-stirring cold light.

Two pirates, carrying lanterns, delivered dinner into each cell through the small opening in the wooden bars of the cell.

They then looked around the cell to see if anyone was sick.

I didn’t check the others much.

They simply did not believe that any of these captive slaves could break these thick-armed spiritual trees with bare hands.

Both of them were once the followers of Captain Feng Xiongchang. They knew that even if a top warrior like Feng Xiongchang took action personally, it would be impossible to break the Lingmu prison without a sword.

Soon, two patrolling pirates found a body in a cell, which had just died for less than one or two hours.

They were too lazy to ask the reason.

In these cells, it is normal to die in a fight or die of illness.

"What bad luck, another one died!"

"My brothers and I have been following the boss for more than ten years. We have worked hard without merit. Now the boss actually gave this kind of miscellaneous task to us brothers. Oh, it really makes me feel cold."

"Oh, who made us old and weak. What I want to do most now is to return to the Kyushu Continent, and use the money I have in my hands over the years to enjoy a few years of peace and good life. I am tired of this life of fighting and killing!"

The two patrolling pirates talked while working and carrying the body away.

After a long time, the noise from the bottom of the cabin subsided again.

Ye Mo heard the sound of the two patrolling pirates walking away. After he was sure that they would not come back, he turned his tongue and spit out a small piece of fish intestines.

When the pirate ship forced them to surrender their weapons, Ye Mo felt bad.

At that time, the situation was critical and there was no time to absorb the power of the Yuan Qi medicine. Ye Mo did not dare to swallow the Yuan Qi pill directly into his stomach.

While everyone was not paying attention, he quietly put the Yuan Qi pill into a piece of fish intestines washed with sea water and hid it under his tongue.

This saved the Yuan Qi pill from being snatched by Captain Feng.

Ye Mo smiled with satisfaction and put the small piece of fish intestines back into his mouth and crushed it. The Yuan Qi pill melted in the saliva and turned into a warm current that flowed into his stomach.