Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Looking at the token in his hand, Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly.

"It's a pleasure to help others. Helping others helps yourself, tsk tsk."

Walking up to the guard with Yuji, Zhang Yifeng and the other two showed their tokens. The other party checked and confirmed that there was no problem before letting Zhang Yifeng and the two into the port.

In the port, monks gathered in twos and threes, talking about what they would encounter when going to sea next.

Zhang Yifeng was about to look for traces of the group of mice in the Shell Organization, when he heard a voice coming from the side.

"Hmph, just listen to me then. The last time I went out to sea to hunt, I led people to catch a sea beast. As long as you listen to me honestly, I guarantee that you will all catch a sea beast to your heart's content."

After Zhang Yifeng heard this, he looked around and saw a boy who was no more than eighteen years old showing off with a group of middle-aged monks.

Looking at the proud and smug look on his face, Zhang Yifeng actually felt a little confident in his heart.

As the saying goes, a person cannot be judged by a face, and the sea cannot be measured by a fight. Although this young man looks very young, he may have some strange skills.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yifeng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the other monks around him.

Apart from the sad or expectant expressions on these people's faces, I didn't notice the aura of the monks from the Shell Organization at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but frown slightly. These rats were hiding quite well.

Since there is no one here, he probably went through the back door and is now hiding on the warship.

After all, Zhang Yifeng already knew that the head of the stronghold had already sent people to take root in Neptune City.

Doing the math now, I'm afraid the senior management already has manpower deployed by the stronghold supervisor.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the dozens of warships placed in the port in front of him.

As a result, Zhang Yifeng discovered that among the dozens of warships, without exception, they all had the aura of monks from the Shell Organization.

Obviously, the shell organization has deployed manpower in these dozens of warships.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but frown. It seemed that the head of the stronghold already knew that he would come here.

That's why they deployed manpower on dozens of warships just to confuse themselves.

And presumably among these warships, only one warship actually carried monks from the Mancheng Shell Organization, and the rest were just bait thrown out by the stronghold director.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yifeng's eyes kept flashing across these warships.

While Zhang Yifeng was thinking deeply, time was passing by bit by bit.

Finally, the long queue gradually disappeared, and when the last monk entered the port.

The iron gate of the port slowly closed, and the nearly a thousand people standing on the port were the final candidates for this trip to hunt in the endless sea.

"Ahem."

A slight cough came from the distance, and a sickly monk in robes was seen walking down from the high platform in the distance.

At the same time, he was accompanied by more than a dozen soldiers, including two who were in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

"Ahem, you are the team members of our Neptune City who are out hunting sea beasts this time. This hunting is for the stability of Neptune City. Bay City must clean up the surrounding sea areas regularly to ensure the stability of the city. Everyone knows this. So you don’t have to blame the City Lord’s Mansion, after all, this matter is for the sake of Neptune City, and besides, everything obtained from hunting belongs to each of you, so it can be regarded as giving you an opportunity to make extra money.”

The sickly monk would cover his mouth and cough when he said a word. Zhang Yifeng looked at his state and felt a bit familiar.

This situation should be because the monk's physique is very special. If the physique is removed and converted into another physique, it can be cured.

Ouyang Zi, whom Zhang Yifeng met when he first came to Mingyue Sect, had such a special physique. Later, the god from the Eastern Immortal Palace replaced his physique with great magic power, and then he regained his health.

"I don't need to tell you more, please."

The sick monk coughed lightly and pointed at the dozens of warships in front of everyone.

"Every warship will automatically open the barrier when it is full of people. You should hurry up and board the warship you like. You must know that these warships have different performances. If you choose a little slower, I am afraid it will be too many. It’s a risk.”

The sick monk said with a smile. Sure enough, after saying this, the monks who were still unmoved all started to move and flew towards the warships that they were optimistic about.

Only Zhang Yifeng and Yu Ji stood there, looking at the warships and frowning.

Among the large crowd, Zhang Yifeng was the only one who stayed on the spot with others, which naturally attracted the attention of the sick monk.

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you leave yet?"

The sick monk walked to Zhang Yifeng, tilted his head and covered his mouth, coughed lightly, and asked Zhang Yifeng in a low voice.

"I've met Taoist friends. It's not that I don't want to go, but I have some questions I want to ask. Is it convenient for you?"

"Convenient, of course it is convenient. If you have anything you want to ask, fellow Taoist, just ask."

The sick monk smiled slightly and looked down at Zhang Yifeng, waiting for questions.

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, are these dozens of warships going to sea? Apart from these, are there no other warships? My fellow Taoist should also be going to sea with us. I wonder which warship you are on? "

Zhang Yifeng asked with a confused look on his face, and the sick monk smiled slightly when he heard this.

"Fellow Taoist, you are too worried. Of course we have to go to sea with you. These are the only warships that go out to sea. As for us, we will set off with the last warship that is not fully loaded."

The sick monk's answer made Zhang Yifeng look stunned. Originally, he thought that besides these dozens of warships, there were other warships.

The stronghold director may have led people to hide on that warship, but the sick monk actually said that there were only dozens of warships in front of him.

Licking his lips, since the choice really depends on feeling, Zhang Yifeng will leave everything to fate.

"Then I'll get on the boat with my Taoist friends. There are so many people squeezing around and making trouble just watching."

The sick monk was stunned when he heard this, but nodded.

"Then fellow Taoist, please get on the ship with us, but we can't guarantee which warship we will get on."

The sick monk reminded Zhang Yifeng that he thought Zhang Yifeng was going to follow him to a warship with higher combat power.

But in fact, just like what he said, they didn't know which warship they were going to board.

But generally speaking, since it is the last remaining warship, the combat effectiveness on board can be imagined.

Otherwise, the city lord would not arrange them like this to fill the combat power of the last warship.

"Well, fellow Taoist misunderstood, I..."

Before Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the sick monk interrupted Zhang Yifeng.