The moment Chu Tian spoke, everyone on the ship was shocked.
What was this brat's background to dare speak to a Saint-level expert like that?
Moreover...
This fellow, upon seeing a Saint-level expert, was not intimidated by the aura emanating from the other party.
It was known that when this person appeared, the aura he exuded made them tremble.
The brat on the deck would have to face this Saint directly.
At the same time, the white-bearded old man on the deck also frowned.
"Why is he on the ship? This is going to be big!"
Also, this brat was so powerful, facing the full pressure released by the Saint, he showed no reaction and immediately started cursing.
Either his realm was far beyond Saint-level, or... he was accustomed to facing people of this caliber, hence he was desensitized to such pressure.
Whichever it was, it seemed this matter could not be let go easily. He was now very curious about Chu Tian's origin and felt a hint of anticipation.
He anticipated a clash between Chu Tian and the person at the top.
Not for any other reason than that, although they both belonged to the Cloud Water Merchant Guild, they were not in the same system.
The water route systems accounted for half of the Guild's say.
However, their water route system was all arduous work.
They were also often given a hard time by those fellows, and such resentment had been deeply rooted.
Still, though their water transport was tough, the income was quite generous, and management was more flexible.
"Uncle... Save me!"
At this moment, Steward Liu, whom Chu Tian held in his hand, saw the person from above emerge and began to cry out for help.
Unfortunately, as soon as he uttered a word, his head suddenly tilted.
Crack...
His throat was directly crushed by Chu Tian, rendering him unable to make any sound.
"What?" The white-bearded old man's eyes narrowed.
He truly did not expect that this brat Chu Tian, after that person emerged and he had retorted, would directly deliver a killing blow, crushing Steward Liu to death just like that.
"Noisy!"
After completing the action, Chu Tian waved his hand and, as if discarding trash, tossed Steward Liu's corpse overboard.
"Seeking death!"
The Saint-level expert standing at the top was furious.
Clearly, he did not expect Chu Tian to kill his nephew right in front of him after his appearance.
He was none other than Steward Liu's uncle, the so-called Chief Steward of the Cloud Water Merchant Guild headquarters.
Zhang Cheng, who oversaw many important matters and whose cultivation had reached the early Saint-level.
Zhang Cheng held considerable real power. While he couldn't control the Cloud Water Merchant Guild single-handedly,
Even the Guild President had to show him some respect.
Because he was the one who could casually arrange for his nephew to serve as a steward on the ship.
This was also a pawn he had placed to interfere with the water transport affairs.
Now, this only nephew had been snapped by the neck in front of him.
How could he not be angry? If his tiger-like sister found out about this, wouldn't she ride on him and beat him?
To think that his sister was a mid-Saint cultivator, and his brother-in-law was at the peak Saint-level!
Though he was renowned outside, at home, he was at the bottom.
His brother-in-law had beaten him more than once or twice.
Thinking of this, he trembled inwardly, regretting... why did he get on this ship? Couldn't he wait another month to go to Zhongzhou?
Zhang Cheng now hated this brat Chu Tian to the core.
His figure flickered, and he was already in front of Chu Tian, unleashing a palm strike. Runes flowed, space instantly solidified, and everyone on the deck was immobilized. Zhang Cheng directly pushed his Saint-level pressure to the extreme.
"I told you to scram!"
Boom...
With a resounding explosion, under the impact of the turbulent wind, everyone around was thrown back. They cried out in surprise. Fortunately, the gale was not too strong, otherwise these people might have been shaken to death.
When they looked again, on the deck, the three elders driving the formation were spitting blood and had fallen to the side of the ship.
Looking at Chu Tian's location, they only saw a mist of blood, with no sign of the person.
They were greatly alarmed. The strength of a Saint-level expert was indeed formidable.
That brat just now, who had been so arrogant a moment ago, had now been pounded into powder.
"Huh... That brat...!!!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed in shock.
At this moment, everyone also saw the blood mist begin to dissipate.
Soon, they saw Chu Tian's figure through the blood mist.
"He's... unharmed?"
Everyone's hearts sank.
Vaguely, they could see the brat still maintaining his striking posture.
And the Saint-level expert had half of his body gone, his blood staining his long robe, looking at Chu Tian with a face full of terror.
"If it weren't for the fact that those three were too close to us, and I didn't want to injure them, you would be dead. I'll give you three seconds. Get out of my sight quickly!"
Chu Tian's expression was grim, and he let out a cold snort.
The three people he spoke of were the old men who had spread their nets to block the dark mist from approaching Chu Tian.
These three old men bore no ill will towards Chu Tian.
At the same time, he felt that what was called Saint-level was nothing more than that!
He also gained a further understanding of his own strength.
Divine-level cultivation was still very powerful in this world.
Although Chu Tian sensed that the top cultivation level in this world was definitely far above Divine-level, because he could still improve, this already proved it well.
"You... Who exactly are you?" Zhang Cheng endured the intense pain. Although half of his body was gone, this was the difference between a Saint and those below Saint-level.
At the Saint-level, as long as vital points were not destroyed, they would not die so easily.
Even after losing limbs, they could be regenerated with cultivation.
Therefore, his injury, though terrifying to behold, was not fatal.
"Two seconds left!" Chu Tian did not answer him at all.
"You..." Zhang Cheng was stunned.
"Time's up, I gave you a chance!"
Chu Tian raised his eyelids, his hand forming a hook, and in the same instant, he reached for Zhang Cheng's throat.
Bang...
Suddenly, a figure appeared, grabbed Zhang Cheng's mangled body, and retreated two steps. At the same time, he waved his sleeve, which touched Chu Tian's grasping hand, emitting a muffled sound.
"My friend, may I know what the Cloud Water Merchant Guild has done to offend you?"
Chu Tian realized that a group of people had appeared before him.
They were all old men, and the one speaking to him could be described as having a "crane's hair and chicken's skin."
This old fellow, who knew how many years he had lived, seemed like a withered tree that had come to life.
At this moment, he waved his hand behind him, and Zhang Cheng, whom he had grabbed, was flung away.
Two people behind him caught Zhang Cheng and quickly made a few touches on him, after which they paid no more attention to him, as if the treatment was complete.
The withered-tree-like old man, with one hand behind his back, faced Chu Tian alone.
Chu Tian, however, frowned. This old man was not simple.
He had just struck him with his sleeve, and it had actually made his fingers go numb.
"Old man, what is your cultivation level?"
Chu Tian was not concerned about anything else; he only cared about the cultivation system of this world, so that he could know what level of expert he was in this world.