On the deck.

This time, all the cultivators came out, and the Long Family cultivators did not stop them.

"This..."

When they came out of the cabin, they saw countless materials from the Long Family’s spirit ship being moved away box by box by the Demon Cult cultivators.

And the captured cultivators were all taken onto the spirit ship by the Demon Cult.

If many cultivators were disgruntled before, at this moment they were patting their chests in relief.

Fortunately, the Long Family was ruthless enough this time to bring so much cargo, otherwise, it might not have been enough to satisfy the Demon Cult.

As for their own little loss?

It can’t compare at all to the Long Family’s cargo.

Looking at the Long Family cultivators present, each of them looked more gloomy and unpleasant than the others.

And when Lin Chang’an saw this scene, he sneered inwardly. If he didn’t know the background, he might have felt sympathy.

But now! He just wants to repay the Long Family’s great kindness someday in the future.

"This batch of cargo is probably the resources for purchasing the Nascent Soul insights. These ordinary Long Family cultivators might not know, but the few leaders definitely do."

Hidden among the crowd, Lin Chang’an maintained a calm demeanor, looking like the rest who showed signs of relief after a disaster.

"Please convey to the Dragon Island Master, the Profound Yin Divine Sect is very grateful for this grand gift."

Once the cargo was fully taken away, a cold voice came from above on a fierce giant boat of the Demon Cult.

Upon hearing this voice, Lin Chang’an was momentarily stunned, then pretended nothing happened, following the others to look up.

In a flutter of white clothes, it was indeed Yun Yao.

But the Core Formation Cultivator of the Long Family on the spirit ship had a grim look. Others might hear it as mockery, but how could he not understand the underlying meaning?

"Very well! The Long Family is greatly thankful to the Profound Yin Divine Sect, and won’t forget."

To outsiders, it seemed like the Long Family was conceding, which made other cultivators, who suffered losses, feel balanced.

Some even sympathized with the Long Family.

Their loss was indeed much worse.

Such is human nature.

As the Demon Cult’s spirit ship was about to start, He Yan, a cultivator of the Demon Cult, respectfully approached and secretly reported something.

Upon hearing it, Yun Yao’s beautiful eyes quivered, and she glanced back, catching sight of Lin Chang’an blending in among the crowd.

For just a moment, their gazes met and calmly parted again.

As if nothing had happened.

But the years of mutual understanding allowed them to grasp the meaning.

Take care!

...

Watching the giant flying boat of the Profound Yin Divine Sect leave, many young and hotblooded cultivators on the ship, not understanding its meaning, fumed and said:

"Elder! This is too much, the whole cargo of our ship is gone!"

"Indeed, even passing sect forces don’t do this, but none are this ruthless!"

Seeing one defiant and aggrieved Long Family cultivator after another, a Fake Pill Cultivator who was in the lead clearly understood and urgently scolded coldly:

"Be quiet!"

"Do you all have a spine? What? With your brute force? Want all people to fall here today?"

Seemingly reprimanding, yet this Fake Pill Cultivator was actually somewhat gratified inside, at least many in the Long Family still had uncooled blood.

These people are the future of the Long Family.

"Thank you, Elder Long."

"Yes, thank you to the Long Family members."

On the deck, many cultivators who were initially angry about their losses, seeing this scene started to comfort the Long Family.

Of course, some were genuine, while others just put on an act.

This scene was observed by Lin Chang’an amidst the crowd, though he looked the same as others, he sneered inside.

This Long Family is truly skillful.

Maneuvering behind the scenes and showing favor upfront.

If not for knowing the truth, it would have been as if sold out and helping count the money.

"Mr. Lin, are you alright?"

This time, coming up to the deck, seeing Madam Lu and Lu Yujian, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but force a smile upon seeing them.

"At least better than those who were taken."

Lu Yujian saw the scene earlier too, and his face filled with fury, though he couldn’t prevent it.

Madam Lu, beside him, sighed helplessly, secretly communicating:

"Mr. Lin, my son and I escaped inspection by luck due to Master’s background."

Madam Lu explained in this way, wanting to convey to Lin Chang’an that she had limited power and it wasn’t unwillingness to help.

Lin Chang’an naturally understood, nodding lightly in acknowledgment.

...

The following days, everything calmed down.

And without the cargo, everyone on the spirit ship was free to move.

Yet many cultivators showed bitter expressions, as their tickets nearly emptied their pockets, and then the Demon Cult hit them again.

Now many cultivators had their spirit stones drained dry.

After this event, many cultivators were deeply worried.

Yet it seemed none of them suspected the Long Family, as their loss seemed the greatest.

As for the dozens of missing companions, no one mentioned them.

Meanwhile, inside the cabin, Lin Chang’an calmly looked at the visitor from the Long Family.

He knew they would come, seeing he wasn’t taken.

"Talisman Master Lin, the Long Family truly apologizes for this oversight during the journey."

As soon as they met, this Fake Pill Cultivator of the Long Family apologized sincerely.

One must admit their attitude was commendable.