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Chapter 4314: 5.0066 Helpless and Frustrated

With the spirit stone cannons joining their ranks, and the Princess's personal guards having consumed the spiritual power replenishment potions, their momentum surged.

A large wave of harpy-like creatures, struck by the spirit stone cannons, continually fell into the water with thudding sounds.

Qiaomu's gaze, cold and steady, watched the things falling into the water, unable to conceal the vexation in her heart.

These creatures falling into the water would inevitably pollute the water source. Although she had scattered some anti-corpse poison antidotes in this area earlier, it could only offer limited assistance.

Once these submerged corpses were consumed by fish, it would certainly lead to large-scale mutations among the fish population later on.

As for whether these small creatures would turn into zombies or evolve in a more positive direction, that remained unknown.

After nearly another fifteen minutes, the ship had moved further away. Suddenly, a short whistle echoed from the direction of Qingcheng Island.

Hundreds of harpy-like creatures flapped their wings, stopping in mid-air, no longer pursuing them. They turned and headed back towards Qingcheng Island.

"Divine sense is usable again," Mo Lian whispered, then released his divine sense to probe the slowly sinking Qingcheng Island.

After a fierce battle, Qingcheng Island had almost completely submerged. On the sea surface, only a faint, subtle golden glow could be seen, rippling and gently floating in the water.

It looked like the light of the sea showing a gentle hint at dusk, but Qingxuexue knew very well what it was.

That was the peak of the royal city's pagoda, emitting its last faint glimmer.

As darkness descended and the last ray of light in the sky was replaced by the spreading night, the water finally quieted down.

The Princess's three hundred personal guards, utterly exhausted, walked down the stairs and found places to sit and recuperate.

One-third of the spirit stones had been used, with a large stack remaining in front of the spirit stone cannons.

Long Xiangyun, her eyes filled with a complex expression, glanced sideways at Qiaomu.

Her cousin was truly peculiar.

She was clearly super wealthy, with spirit stones that she could grab by the handful, piling them up like mountains.

Yet, she had constantly tried to exploit her and her brother before, seemingly enjoying every bit of it.

Long Hui was also quite speechless, looking at Qiaomu, who stood at the bow of the ship.

The latter was lowering her head, checking the extent of the spirit stone cannons' damage, and didn't notice his hidden gaze from behind.

Long Hui couldn't help but feel a little exasperated, thinking of the large ship he had bought earlier.

He had almost emptied all the money he had to buy that ship, yet within a few days, it was smashed to pieces at Qingcheng Island's port, beyond repair.

This was more than just being "exploited."

If only he had known that ship would be scrapped at Qingcheng Island's port, why would he have bought it? He might as well have rented his cousin's Crimson Heaven Vast Waves for a few days first.

Thinking of this, Long Hui rolled his eyes repeatedly. He truly felt a suffocating "foul air" in his heart, a feeling that wouldn't dissipate for a long time.

Ever since bringing this cousin home, Long Hui felt that he had never had a smooth moment.

Each time, the frustration was unbearable.

Speaking of which, perhaps this cousin was the natural nemesis of their Wangchuan Dragon Clan?

Otherwise, how could she consistently keep him and his sister so utterly suppressed?

"What's she doing?" Long Xiangyun looked up at Qiaomu, who was standing in front of the second-story railing, and couldn't help but furrow her brows.

Long Hui looked again upon hearing her.

He saw the expressionless little girl standing by the railing, her sleeves fluttering, her delicate hands sweeping back and forth.

Sheets of white powder rustled down into the sea.