Su Luo raised an eyebrow slightly, "So you are also cooperating with the Primordial Holy Land?"
Huang Junjie nodded quickly, his arrogance completely gone, "Yes, our Nine Heavens Star Sect has cooperated with the Primordial Holy Land for many years. Most of the weapons they use are crafted by us."
"Then what goods are you delivering this time?"
"This..."
Huang Junjie hesitated. Su Luo grabbed his injured hand and pulled off his storage ring.
With a yelp, Huang Junjie was about to snatch it back when Chu Tianshu's sword was already at his throat. He trembled and dared not move, watching helplessly as Su Luo tossed the storage ring to Li Tianjue.
"Senior Brother, please check it," Su Luo said, curious about what goods they were delivering to the Primordial Holy Land.
Li Tianjue easily broke the ring's seal. After checking, he quickly took out a large wooden box and placed it on the deck. Upon opening it, everyone's eyes lit up.
Rows of delicate silver cylinders were neatly arranged, a total of one hundred.
Li Tianjue said, "There are nine more such boxes in the storage ring."
That made a thousand, quite a lot it seemed.
Su Luo picked up one of the silver cylinders and pointed it at Huang Junjie. He immediately flinched and moved away. Even without her Divine Eye, she knew it was a powerful magical artifact.
Pointing it towards the sky, Su Luo pressed a button on the cylinder.
Swish, swish, swish!
A barrage of steel needles shot out like a downpour, piercing the air sharply and flashing with a blue light, clearly indicating potent poison!
Such powerful hidden weapons!
Su Luo was very satisfied and smiled, "Not bad, we'll gladly accept this batch of goods."
Huang Junjie's face changed drastically, and he quickly pleaded, "You can't! Miss, Young Master Shang Xie... please, if we lose these goods, the Primordial Holy Land will surely blame us. If the agreement is broken, our Nine Heavens Star Sect will be finished!"
Seeing the cold sweat pouring down his face, Su Luo knew there must be something more to it.
"Tell me yourself, what exactly is going on? I'm too lazy to ask," she said indifferently, looking at Huang Junjie, the threat evident in her tone.
The other members of the Nine Heavens Star Sect were laughing so hard they were convulsing on the ground, almost fainting.
Huang Junjie did not dare to hesitate any longer and told them everything.
This batch of goods was called the "Storm of Soul-Seizing Needles," a sixth-tier magical artifact, totaling one thousand pieces.
Each silver cylinder could fire three times, fifty fine needles each time, and they were coated with poison from the blue poison dart frog, deadly upon contact with blood. If used suddenly, even a master of the Heavenly Venerate realm might be hit.
Huang Junjie looked crestfallen and said, "The Primordial Holy Land ordered this batch half a year ago and required us to deliver it within this month. If there is any delay, or if the goods have any problems, we wouldn't be able to compensate even if we sold everything we own..."
He directly knelt down, "Young Master Shang Xie, I beg you, give us a way to live!"
Shang Xie Shaoqing looked at Su Luo, indicating that everything depended on her decision, "Luoluo, what do you think? Should we kill these people or let them go?"
If they had known this would happen, why would they have acted like this in the first place?
Su Luo felt no pity for these people. If they hadn't had the means to protect themselves, other smaller forces would have been easily toyed with and harmed by the people of the Nine Heavens Star Sect.
She pondered for a moment, "Third Senior Brother, give them the antidote first. They might still be useful."
Lu Jixing snorted, "Consider yourselves lucky."
He then took out a porcelain bottle and tossed it to Huang Junjie, "One pill for each person. Eat them quickly, or don't blame me if you die from laughing."
Huang Junjie felt as if he had been granted a great pardon. He quickly picked up the porcelain bottle and gave one pill to each of his fellow disciples.
The people of the Nine Heavens Star Sect gradually stopped laughing, lying on the deck gasping for breath, completely drained of strength.
Shang Xie Shaoqing picked up a silver cylinder and played with it, seemingly understanding Su Luo's intention, "Luoluo, you want to use these things to deal with the people from the Primordial Holy Land?"
"Since such a good opportunity has presented itself, of course, we won't let it pass."
Su Luo smiled slyly and said to everyone, "Everyone, think about it. The Primordial Holy Land acquiring so many highly lethal hidden weapons at this juncture, could it be related to the Prodigy Competition?"
Chu Tianshu immediately said, "Most likely! And since they suffered a loss last time, there's a high chance they'll use them against us."
"More than that."
Li Tianjue pondered for a moment and said, "If it's just to deal with us, they wouldn't need to prepare so many. A thousand hidden weapons are enough to kill everyone who reaches the finals. I suspect the Primordial Holy Land has bigger ambitions this time."
Everyone's hearts sank. Could it be that the Primordial Holy Land intended to use these hidden weapons against all their opponents?
Once hit, it meant losing one's life!
Su Luo frowned, "Indeed, this possibility is very high, and we cannot ignore it."
As soon as she finished speaking, her tone shifted, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "But now that this batch of Storm of Soul-Seizing Needles has fallen into our hands, and the people from the Primordial Holy Land don't know yet, it's going to be fun."
Tang Xiaoguo also smiled, "Sister Su, what are you planning to do? Ambush them with these hidden weapons?"
Ambush was too troublesome and dangerous, and Su Luo was too lazy to do it.
She had already figured out what to do and called everyone, "Come, come, everyone take a few, keep them for self-defense." As she spoke, she handed two to Tang Xiaoguo.
Chu Tianshu also picked up two with great interest, neither too heavy nor too light, very handy, "Interesting, I've never used hidden weapons before, it'll be good to keep them for fun."
Lu Jixing, Shang Xie Shaoqing, and Du Wei all took two. Zhan Li, who had been silent, also quietly took one.
Seeing everyone dividing a box of hidden weapons, Huang Junjie became anxious and pleaded, "No... esteemed sirs, what will happen to us if you take them? People will die... the Primordial Holy Land won't let us go..."
Shang Xie Shaoqing gave him a cold glance, "That's your problem, what does it have to do with us?"
Lu Jixing snorted, "If you babble any more, do you believe I'll throw you overboard?"
Huang Junjie fell silent.
After everyone had taken their share, Su Luo also kept five for herself and then left the remaining hidden weapons for Huang Junjie, "If the people from the Primordial Holy Land ask, just say you lost a few along the way. Think of an excuse yourself. As for the rest, quickly destroy them all, but be careful, don't let it be easily noticed."
Huang Junjie's face changed drastically, he dared not act.
"If you don't do it, I will!"
Su Luo picked up a silver cylinder with a smile and pointed it at him, "Do you want to try it?"
Huang Junjie was about to cry, "No, sir..."
Why did he have to encounter such bad luck?
Su Luo's eyes sharpened, "If you don't want to die, hurry up and process all these hidden weapons. Aren't you from the Nine Heavens Star Sect? You don't know how? Then call someone who does. If you don't handle it well, you know the consequences."
Huang Junjie was miserable, but he didn't want to die, so he could only agree.
He called two people from the Nine Heavens Star Sect to help him. It took them a whole day to destroy the remaining nine hundred-plus Storm of Soul-Seizing Needles.
Not only that, but Su Luo also demanded midway that they tamper with them so that the silver cylinders would explode once activated.