The Yellow Sea Seven Demons Pirates... resolved?
This thought merely flashed through everyone's minds, yet it caused their hearts to tremble, unable to conceal the shock on their faces as they looked at Ye Chen.
Could this guy actually be lying? Those were the Primordial pirates of the Yellow Sea Seven Demons Pirates organization. Although they weren't the most powerful of the Seven Demons themselves, they were still far superior to everyone here. How could they have been resolved?
Although they didn't know if Ye Chen was just putting on a brave face, feigning composure and acting tough at this moment, the others had no choice but to believe him.
Elder Xia even said, "This old man is willing to agree!"
"Good!"
Ye Chen directly gave Mo Haishen a meaningful glance.
Mo Haishen understood and walked out of the ship.
Just as everyone saw that Ye Chen had only sent Mo Haishen out alone with no other action, feeling strange and suspicious, at that very moment, a terrifying sound came from the Primordial Divine Sea.
Boom—
The massive sound originated from behind, from the direction of the Yellow Sea Seven Demons pirate ship that had been pursuing them. Following this tremendous roar, everyone on the ship clearly felt that the dense barrage of Divine Energy Cannon beams had ceased. Vaguely, only numerous panicked cries for help and screams could be heard.
At this time, everyone hurried outside, only to stare dumbfounded at the pirate ship that had once appeared majestic and enormous. At this moment, it had become a pile of wreckage, shattered into pieces on the sea surface. Amidst the heavy, raging waves, it was rapidly disintegrating.
The hundreds of Primordial pirates had fallen into the sea, each appearing utterly panicked, wanting to fly up. However, the raging waves concealed terrifying dangers. Massive, shadowy figures continuously streaked beneath the sea's surface, then opened fearsome, gaping maws, swallowing many Primordial pirates alive.
Boom—
From the wrecked pirate ship, a streak of silver light suddenly came riding the wind and waves, steering through numerous treasures as it arrived before the group.
On the ship, Mo Haishen, with his water-blue hair flowing loosely, appeared extraordinarily handsome and extraordinary, like a Heavenly God descending. He then spoke respectfully towards Ye Chen: "Mas—"
The word 'Master' was not fully uttered before Ye Chen interrupted him. He spoke gently to Elder Xia and the many tribespeople: "Elder Xia, everyone, the trouble has been resolved. These are also treasures from the pirate ship. The Primordial pirates have a bad reputation. If that pirate ship tried to enter the pass, it would likely be inspected anyway, so we had to destroy it completely. However, this ship is quite good; it can replace our current, somewhat disintegrating vessel to return to the tribe and enter the Ancestral God Pass."
The others were already deeply astonished, even more so as they looked at Mo Haishen in shock. This young man who appeared about the same age as Xia Mu'er and the others had merely gone out for less than a moment and easily resolved the notoriously fierce Yellow Sea Seven Demons pirate ship, even bringing back so many treasures. It was truly unbelievable.
The other three were probably not much different—all terrifying young geniuses.
And what felt most unfathomable was this young man named Ye Chen. The other three subtly regarded him as their leader; his strength was likely the greatest among the four.
"Brother Ye Chen, thank you for helping and saving us!"
Only when Xia Mu'er spoke did the others snap out of it, sincerely and earnestly thanking Ye Chen and his companions for their assistance. Without them, they would have all been killed and robbed; how could they have survived until now?
Moreover, that moon-white Divine Ship was directly gifted to them, and they changed ships to head towards the Ancestral God Pass.
As for the ship, it was fully loaded with various rare treasures, among which were items as valuable as the Heavenly Flame Bright Pearl, and even rarer, more expensive treasures. The assortment was simply an unimaginably huge fortune.
No wonder so many powerful cultivators liked being Primordial pirates. Although such pirates were notorious, sometimes incurring the hatred and pursuit of powerful figures, often ending up with no place to be buried, it was also an industry for obtaining huge profits in the shortest time.
The people of the Xia Sang tribe refused to accept the treasures no matter what was said. They were from a small tribe, simple and honest in nature. The fact that someone had saved them all was already cause for immense gratitude; how could they have the cheek to accept these valuables?
This attitude made Ye Chen think even more highly of them. He no longer stood on ceremony and accepted all the treasures, which might prove useful in the unfamiliar Ten Heavens Realm Ancient Domain.
Only the moon-white Divine Ship was something the Xia Sang tribespeople could not refuse, as their original vessel had been torn apart and destroyed by the Divine Energy Cannons, making it difficult to sail on the perilous Primordial Divine Sea.
It was evident that this moon-white Divine Ship was exceptionally crafted, with the Dao patterns inscribed upon it of extraordinary skill, likely the work of master artisans. It could withstand attacks from experts at the Heavenly King realm.
The moon-white Divine Ship was faster than the original ancient vessel. Under Elder Xia's helm, it sped along like the wind, even reaching extreme speeds.
Along the way, they also encountered other Primordial pirates, witnessing many cultivators from other races who had gone to sea seeking treasure being pursued by these pirates, often unable to escape the fate of being killed and robbed.
Although Xia Mu'er and the other young tribe geniuses felt uneasy, pleading with some of the tribe elders to intervene and save them, Elder Xia, after all, was experienced and worldly-wise, his heart hardened. He knew that even if he wanted to save them, he couldn't save everyone, and might even drag everyone on the ship into crisis.
This was inadvisable. Moreover, since they had chosen to enter this perilous Primordial Divine Sea to seek treasure, they also had to be prepared to bear the risks.
Ye Chen and his companions naturally felt the same. They were not young juniors like Xia Mu'er who had grown up under the protection of tribe elders. Having come from their respective ancient universes, treading the Ultimate Ancient Path and the Supreme Ancient Path, they had experienced countless battles large and small along the way, many of them life-and-death situations. Their Dao hearts had long been firm; how could they be swayed by others?
The strong prey on the weak—this was an inevitable truth that existed everywhere.
Kindness was inadvisable in such an environment.
The moon-white Divine Ship was very fast. After just one day, it was already approaching the Ancestral God Pass.
Upon reaching the Ancestral God Pass, the sea area for ten thousand li around appeared calm and tranquil. Even the perpetually stormy, chaotic sea scenery had to settle down because of the Ancestral God Pass.
Standing on the ship's bow, Ye Chen and his companions raised their heads to gaze at that Ancestral God Pass. Even with their mental states, they couldn't help but feel ripples of emotion.