The old man, resembling a withered skeleton, chuckled.
"Heh heh, I am not talented. At my age, I've just reached the peak of the Saint level!"
Chu Tian nodded slightly, looking at the people before him. The aura emanating from the old man was that of a peak Saint.
This meant that of the seven people behind him, three possessed mid-Saint level cultivation, and the other four were at the early stage, sharing the same aura as Zhang Cheng, whom he had just crippled.
"Oh... you asked about my grievances earlier? You old man, you're not being honest. What happened here, are you blind?"
Chu Tian was blunt and directly retorted.
Although it was said one shouldn't hit a smiling face, and the old man's tone was somewhat pleasant, Chu Tian was still fuming.
In his current state, he was someone who would confront heaven, earth, and air.
No matter who it was, he wouldn't hesitate to challenge them!
If you disagree? Let's fight, who's afraid of whom?
He was a nobody here, with no family, no home, and no brothers.
Even if he had brothers, their cultivation should be no lower than his, and likely even higher.
These were individuals who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years.
Even a pig could cultivate to the Divine level and beyond, right?
This was Chu Tian's thought process, as he had seen Zhu Jiuyin and Ye Limiao, who seemed to be pets of Zhao Lei and Ye Ling.
Both of them had already reached the early Divine level.
While these two combined couldn't defeat him, they could certainly keep him occupied for a while.
Especially the Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Disk produced by Ye Limiao, which had caught him off guard.
Moreover, he felt that Zhu Jiuyin had clearly held back.
He hadn't really used his innate divine abilities.
Opening his eyes for day and closing them for night wasn't just about changing light and darkness.
Therefore, Chu Tian wasn't afraid of anything.
It was just that he didn't know how many of his old brothers were still alive.
However, after the incident with Miao Zuo's remnant soul,
Chu Tian knew that this world was different from the world of Blue Star.
Those with powerful cultivation, even if they died in this world, would not directly go into reincarnation.
Therefore, he eagerly awaited the chance to meet his old brothers and their remnant souls.
As long as he could bring their remnant souls and the bodies condensed from their cultivation back to Blue Star, they could be resurrected once more.
Or rather.
They would be reborn, carrying their cultivation.
The onlookers on the ship were becoming almost immune to Chu Tian's words.
What shocked them was the sheer number of Saint-level powerhouses on the Yunshui Merchant Association's ship.
This left them, members of various sects, feeling utterly insignificant.
The elders leading them were at most at the peak of the Venerable level.
There was even one at the Half-step Saint level, who had previously been arrogant towards everyone.
Many sect elders had to fawn over him.
Thinking about it now, he was merely a small fry in front of these Saints on the Yunshui Merchant Association's ship.
Because of this, they looked upon the Yunshui Merchant Association with even greater respect.
For years, when their ships encountered attacks from the Underworld Beasts at sea, it was the members of these sects who helped defend them.
The ships at most had a single early-stage Saint level cultivator as a guardian, a fact they all knew.
This was the so-called helmsman of the ship.
They never imagined there would be so many Saints as guardians on board.
It seemed the Yunshui Merchant Association's ships were quite safe. With so many Saints, and a peak-level one hidden among them, such an escort formation would surely prevent any danger.
This young man before them was truly powerful. They wondered which sect he belonged to, or if, as some speculated...
He was an ancient demon, having changed his appearance and come out to play the innocent and lure the prey?
However, with his current arrogance, he might just be kicking a steel plate this time. With a peak Saint, three mid-Saints, and four early-Saints, what a lineup.
"Young man, I suspect there might be some misunderstanding?"
The old man maintained a smile and did not appear embarrassed despite Chu Tian's bluntness.
"Misunderstanding? You old codger are truly not being honest. With your cultivation, can you be unaware of what's happening on the ship? Don't play dumb in front of your Third Master Chu. That fellow's surname is Liu, right? He made things difficult for me as soon as I boarded.
I had bought a ticket, but he claimed there were no seats and asked me to upgrade. I didn't have the money to upgrade, so he wanted to kick me off the ship and refused to refund my ticket.
I heard you are one of the three major merchant associations? Is this how you do business?
Aren't you afraid of being called bullies who abuse their power?"
"Hmph...
As for what happened afterward, ask that old man!" Chu Tian pointed to the white-bearded old man who had come onto the deck with Steward Liu.
"Is that so? Little Dezǐ?"
The old man, resembling a withered skeleton, indeed tilted his head and looked to the side.
That white-bearded old man was actually addressed as "Little Dezǐ."
The corners of his mouth twitched, but he dared not slacken.
Although he was nearing a hundred years old, in front of this person, his seniority was lower by two or three generations.
This elder could be considered a generation above him, like an uncle.
"Ah... it can't be helped. Steward Zhang Cheng, the general manager's nephew, did indeed make things difficult for this young man earlier. As for this time..."
"So that's how it is..."
Little Dezǐ intended to continue speaking, but the old man, resembling a withered skeleton, directly interrupted him.
Turning to Chu Tian, he cupped his fist apologetically, "You've truly seen a joke, young sir. Our Yunshui Merchant Association has produced a scoundrel. We elders were in seclusion earlier. It's thanks to young sir for helping us clean house that the reputation of the Yunshui Merchant Association has been preserved. I thank you first.
As for what happened afterward, Zhang Cheng... attacked our merchant association's guest without distinguishing right from wrong or discerning truth from falsehood. I, as an honorary elder of the association... will execute the decision of the elder council and administer a small punishment!"
Zhang Cheng, behind them, had lost an arm and was extremely weak.
Upon hearing the old man resembling a withered skeleton suddenly mention his name, and after hearing his words, he was greatly shocked.
But before he could react, the old man's withered skeleton-like body had already appeared before him like a gentle breeze.
With a wave of his hand, he pressed directly onto Zhang Cheng's dantian.
*Poof...*
A sound like a leaking balloon was heard.
A wisp of green smoke erupted from Zhang Cheng's dantian.
Zhang Cheng's body trembled, and his already weak frame seemed to shrink by a noticeable amount.
"You... you actually destroyed one layer of my cultivation!" Zhang Cheng roared, glaring at the old man.
The old man waved his hand and said,
"Steward Zhang Cheng, you don't need to thank me. You should thank this young sir for not pursuing the matter further. Otherwise, handing you over to the guests for disposal would not be excessive. Have you forgotten the merchant association's primary rule of loyalty?"
This old man, with his cheerful laughter, acted so ruthlessly.
The last sentence made Chu Tian's face twitch.
This old rascal was truly not a good person.
He crippled someone's cultivation and then asked him to thank me.
Damn it, this is deliberately inciting hatred towards me!