671 Not Queuing

These words made Prince Bei's blood boil.

"Attack him, kill him!" Prince Bei shouted hysterically.

Zhang Peng had no choice but to stand up, using his ultimate move, "East, West, South, North Sword!"

Countless black holes suddenly appeared around Mo Qi, engulfing him. Zhang Peng pointed his finger, and myriad sword shadows rained down on Mo Qi from all directions, above and below.

Mo Qi wrapped the Creation Tree Leaf around himself and spun. The light shadows shot out in all directions, causing the onlookers to scatter.

The light energy struck everywhere, with continuous clanging sounds. Small holes appeared all over the ship's hull.

Zhang Peng roared, continuing to channel his spiritual power, sword light flashing incessantly.

Mo Qi suddenly slashed the air, drawing a circle. "Spatial Technique - Spatial Transfer."

As the words fell, the entire space was enveloped in a burst of light. The light flashed and vanished. The entire space seemed to shift, or perhaps it didn't.

But a strange thing happened!

Many black holes appeared around Zhang Peng. From these black holes, countless arrows shot out, instantly turning Zhang Peng into a sieve.

It was as if he had performed the technique himself, destroying himself!

The crowd was shocked. What had happened?

He was clearly attacking someone else, but in the blink of an eye, he was attacking himself.

Had he lost his mind?

After a moment of stunned silence, Prince Bei immediately shouted, "That doesn't count, this doesn't count. He committed suicide, so you didn't win. He must have suddenly remembered something unhappy and killed himself. Right, this morning he told me he was heartbroken. It's my fault, I actually forgot about this."

Mo Qi was immensely impressed by his ability to come up with such a plausible excuse so quickly. His reaction was truly agile.

The others believed it, nodding in agreement. "If that's the case, then it really doesn't count."

They felt that suicide was the most logical explanation, otherwise, the current situation was inexplicable.

They had heard of spatial techniques, and some had even witnessed them, such as Shen Xuemu's reflected attacks or squeezing the body into space, but they had never seen or even heard of such a monstrous spatial technique that moved the entire space.

Therefore, before Mo Qi could even defend himself, Prince Bei pushed another person forward, a man named Zhu He.

Zhu He was small and thin, a stark contrast to Zhang Peng. However, his arrogance was no less than Zhang Peng's, perhaps even more so.

Mo Qi felt that this would never end. If he lost, they wouldn't acknowledge it; if they lost, they would surely cause trouble.

This kind of fighting was meaningless.

So, Mo Qi waved his hand. "I'm not fighting anymore. It's a draw!"

With that, he prepared to leave.

Zhu He, having finally seized an opportunity to impress Prince Bei, was unwilling to let it go.

His expression immediately darkened. At the same time, he unleashed his body, forming a claw with his right hand and reaching for Mo Qi. "How can it be a draw? If you admit defeat, I won't fight you."

Just as Mo Qi was about to turn to face the attack, light and shadow flickered. A person suddenly appeared in front of Zhu He and slapped him, sending him flying several feet away.

The person scanned the crowd and boomed, "Who dares to fight on my flying ship? Don't blame me for being impolite. This is a warning; next time it won't be so easy."

The person had hawk-like eyes and a hooked nose, with a sharp gaze that made him look formidable.

He was the owner of the flying ship, named Song Xin'an.

Mo Qi observed him. His cultivation was higher than his own, likely at the Saint King realm.

"I already said I wouldn't fight, but this guy is so annoying, he kept chasing me. He really deserves to die," Mo Qi said.

Song Xin'an glared at Mo Qi and left.

Zhu He scrambled to his feet and walked up to Prince Bei. "Prince Bei, what should we do?"

"What else can we do?" Prince Bei glared at him. "We stop fighting."

After speaking, he turned and glared at Mo Qi again. "We'll see. This isn't over between us. You'll pay for that slap."

With that, he turned and left. The others followed.

"It wasn't me who hit you, so why should I pay?" Mo Qi watched his retreating back, feeling bewildered.

Afterward, Mo Qi asked Qi Ao Lai how long they would be on the flying ship. Qi Ao Lai replied, "We'll be here for three days, but you'll need to stay for five."

He had thought they would arrive shortly, but he hadn't expected it to take so long.

Seeing that there were few people left on the deck, he asked again, "Where did they go?"

"They went to the cabins," Qi Ao Lai said. "We're sitting far away. Why don't we go down and find a room to rest?"

Qin Xiao also agreed, so the group headed towards the cabins.

Going down the stairs into the cabin, there was a long walkway already crowded with many people.

Upon inquiry, they learned that the cabins below were full and that those in line could only stay after others had disembarked and vacated their spots.

Mo Qi's head immediately started to ache. With so many people, how long would they have to wait?

At this moment, Prince Bei and Prince Tan were at the end of the line. Seeing that Mo Qi and his group seemed to not understand the rules and were trying to push forward, Prince Bei immediately shouted, "Get behind me. Be sensible."

Mo Qi didn't want to incur the wrath of the crowd, so he queued up with Qi Ao Lai and the others.

Just then, a young woman walked from the other end of the corridor, calling out as she walked, "Luxury cabins for sale, no queuing."

Others repeatedly shook their heads. Prince Bei immediately asked, "Miss, how much is a luxury cabin?"

The young woman smiled slightly. "Not expensive, two hundred million gold coins or one hundred and twenty million meteorite coins."

Prince Bei sighed. "I didn't bring much with me this time. If I didn't need it, I could still afford it, but now..."

A wave of jeers came from the surroundings.

Qin Xiao curled her lips. "If you can't afford it, just say you can't afford it. Stop making excuses. It's like no one knows how poor your Golden Fish Island is."

Prince Bei said furiously, "If you can afford it, then you stay. Aren't you also queuing here with me?"

Qin Xiao was momentarily speechless. "You..."

Prince Bei was still not appeased. He pointed at Ling Feng and Qi Ao Lai. "You two are the same. Don't be arrogant. What's there to be arrogant about? Aren't you also queuing with me?"

He then pointed at Mo Qi. "Someone like him is fine as a bodyguard, but in terms of wealth, he probably can only rely on Prince Qi. If he doesn't rely on Prince Qi, then you'll probably have to sleep on the deck. Hahaha..."

Before he could finish laughing, Mo Qi said to the young woman, "I want four luxury cabins."

The young woman thought she had misheard. "Four rooms? Are you kidding me? This isn't a joke."

The people around, dressed in fine silks and adorned with jeweled crowns, were all queuing. He, an ordinary person, wanted four rooms at once. He must be here to cause trouble.

The surrounding people also thought he was joking, that he must have been driven mad by Prince Bei.

As the young woman spoke, she didn't stop walking. "Luxury cabins for sale, no queuing."

He had been looked down upon!

Mo Qi was furious.

Prince Bei laughed heartily. "This is hilarious. So overconfident. You want to play a trick, but they're not fools either."

Qi Ao Lai saw Mo Qi's anger and immediately turned back to call out, "Hey, crew member! What's going on? Didn't you hear our request? We want four rooms."

The crew member turned around, glanced at Qi Ao Lai, and said, "Prince, if you wanted one room, I would believe you. But he, asking for four rooms at once, I think he's just teasing me. I have experience, there are often customers like this. As soon as they get on the ship, they see I'm pretty and start teasing me."

Mo Qi tried to soften his tone. "Whether I'm teasing you or not, you can verify it. You can see if I can afford the money."

The crew member chuckled. "Forget it. I still have to go up to the deck. My time is precious. I don't have that much leisure time to waste here with you."

With that, she turned and continued walking forward.

Mo Qi roared, "Fight! Fight!"

"Who wants to fight? Who dares to fight? Are you tired of living?" A figure rushed over at the sound. With a flash, he appeared before everyone, scanning the crowd menacingly. "Who wants to fight?"

The newcomer was Song Xin'an.

Everyone else pointed their fingers at Mo Qi, indicating that he was the one who shouted.

Mo Qi shook his head. "No one wants to fight. It's just that we want to stay in the luxury cabins, and your young lady thinks we don't deserve it."

Song Xin'an looked Mo Qi up and down. "It doesn't matter if you deserve it or not, as long as you can afford it."

Mo Qi was too lazy to argue with him. He directly threw several storage bags on the ground. "See if I can afford it."

Song Xin'an picked up a storage bag with a hint of disbelief. As soon as he glanced at it, his eyes lit up. "Guest, how many rooms do you want?"

The surrounding people were stunned. Song Xin'an's expression was unusual. Why was he asking how many rooms right away?

The young woman also turned to stone.

Qin Xiao found it incredible as well.

Only Qi Ao Lai and Ling Feng found it to be within reason, as they had witnessed the popularity of Mo's pills. One pill sold for a hundred million gold coins, so a few hundred million was nothing to him.

Mo Qi pointed at the young woman. "But she said we couldn't even afford one room."

Song Xin'an immediately understood and slapped the young woman. "You have eyes but can't see Mount Tai. When we reach the shore, get off the ship."

The young woman covered her face, tears streaming down her cheeks as she left.

Song Xin'an turned back to look at the people around Mo Qi, a fawning smile on his face. "Guest, I'm guessing you want three rooms."

Mo Qi coughed dryly. "Four rooms."

Song Xin'an could barely contain his excitement, almost exclaiming, "Four rooms? Four rooms is great! I'll personally open the door for you right away."

Saying this, he made a gesture of invitation and led the way.

Mo Qi picked up the storage bags from the ground, called out to everyone, and followed Song Xin'an.

Prince Bei was dumbfounded.

Prince Tan was also speechless for a long time. "Am I dreaming?"

Prince Bei murmured to himself, "What is this person's background? Have I misjudged him all along?"

"He is definitely not a commoner," Prince Tan also murmured.

After paying the money, Qin Xiao expressed her confusion. "There are five of us, why do you want four rooms? Does it mean you men will share one room, and we girls will each have a room?"