Chapter 697: Chapter 424: Fierce Territory _1

After displaying their strengths just now, especially that Quasi-Saint, Michael Silvercloud invited those dozen people to a chat, discussing matters concerning the Secret Land.

The Long Lin Sect was determined to seize the opportunity, which was evident from sending out three Quasi-Saints, so they wanted to offer some chips to get those people to give up.

However, these people were mingling aboard the ship precisely to seize those opportunities. Naturally, they parted on less than cordial terms, but they did reach a basic consensus to cooperate against external enemies.

As for the threat of the thieves, everyone didn’t take it seriously. Unless Orion Heaven could invite a Sanctuary Powerhouse, how could he make a comeback with so many strong ones on the ship?

Surprisingly, after speaking with that group of strong ones, Michael Silvercloud sent someone to invite Logan and Holy Daoist, saying they wanted to meet in the cabin.

This puzzled Logan. Clearly, the two of them did not know each other, and neither he nor Holy Daoist had shown their true strengths earlier, so why had they garnered attention?

Holy Daoist was equally baffled but still said, “Since they have invited us, there is no reason not to go. Let’s see what they want; anyway, we’re not worried about anything.”

Logan nodded in agreement. What Holy Daoist said made sense; being a Sanctuary Powerhouse himself and Logan’s own capabilities not being weak, even if it was a trap, it didn’t matter.

Following the servant’s lead, the two arrived inside the cabin, which, in contrast to its modest exterior, was quite comfortable, making one almost forget they were at sea.

Michael Silvercloud had tea served and gestured for the two to sit down, “Fellow Daoists, the deck above is too rough and noisy. It’s much calmer in here.”

“Miss, what do you need us for?” Logan asked directly upon sitting down, eager to know her intentions.

“Just a simple meeting, I know the two of you must be extraordinary, so I wished to make your acquaintance. Perhaps there could be a good rapport, couldn’t there?”

Michael Silvercloud paused briefly, then smiled lightly, “The attack from the thief just now proved that the journey to the Secret Land will be difficult. Having additional allies can never hurt!”

“We are not here for the Secret Land or opportunities; it’s merely for broadening our horizons. You’re overthinking it and we don’t really have any significant capabilities or strengths.”

Logan waved his hand dismissively. Facing her probing words, he wasn’t fooled. After all, he was just passing by.

“Although I’m not high in realm, I do possess the ability to judge people and situations. During that evil act by the thief, thousands were scared and panicked. Even those Semi-Saints who were hiding changed their expressions, yet only you two remained calm as if Mount Tai was collapsing without your faces showing any change.”

Michael Silvercloud looked at Logan and continued, “Both of your strengths must be above Semi-Saint, even perhaps Quasi-Saint Powerhouses. You probably have many divine weapons and don’t fear Orion Heaven.”

After hearing Michael Silvercloud’s words, Logan couldn’t help but admire and commend her keen insight. Was she able to analyze all of this just from the earlier incident?

If it weren’t for the common belief that the Sanctuary Powerhouses had gone to the Ancient Secret Realm, Michael Silvercloud would likely have guessed that Holy Daoist was a Sanctuary Powerhouse. Such a person was truly rare.

“Aren’t you afraid? The more people there are going to the Secret Land, the harder it will be for you to obtain the opportunities,” Holy Daoist asked with a playful smile, now interested himself.

“Opportunities will go to those who are destined. Long Lin Sect sent three Quasi-Saints, naturally wishing to succeed, but we can’t be too forceful. Everything will follow its natural course!”

Michael Silvercloud waved her hand and someone brought over a Space Storage Bag, “Here is one million Spirit Stones, just a small token of my sentiments. Should Long Lin Sect face any misfortune, I hope you both could lend a hand.”

“I’m afraid that won’t do. Actually, we’re just passing by. Taking this one million Spirit Stones would cause us unease,” Logan shook his head, choosing not to accept.

For one thing, Logan currently did not really need Spirit Stones. Besides, for Michael Silvercloud’s Hidden Sect, such a sum to gain the favor of Quasi-Saint level Powerhouses? It seemed rather meager.

“Allow me to clarify, this one million Spirit Stones is not a payment, it is merely a gesture. If any misfortune truly necessitates your intervention, Long Lin Sect will undoubtedly be grateful. You may also choose not to act and need not return the one million Spirit Stones; accepting it does not constitute a promise,” Michael Silvercloud added, piquing Logan’s interest. If that was really the case, one had to admit that her boldness was indeed admirable. If Logan and his companion were heartless, that one million Spirit Stones could be lost to the waves, and Michael Silvercloud would have no grounds for complaint.

With the mindset of not refusing free gifts, Logan accepted, “Then I will accept without courtesy. Our strengths truly aren’t great; we’re not Semi-Saints, just Dominators.”

“It’s alright, consider it as making new friends!” Michael Silvercloud showed a trace of a smile. Logan had no desire to stay any longer, so he and Holy Daoist left the cabin.

“Miss, how can those two not look like hidden Powerhouses? Is it necessary to just give away one million Spirit Stones? I think it’s surely wasted!”

After Logan and his companion left, a silhouette emerged in the cabin and complained with dissatisfaction, feeling that their mistress had definitely misjudged.

Michael Silvercloud shook her head and sipped her tea lightly, “Those two are certainly not simple. I’ve seen too many Powerhouses, and none can be like them. Besides, one million Spirit Stones—if really given to the wrong people—won’t result in any loss for Long Lin Sect.”

The fleet sailed for another day, and all was uneventful. Michael Silvercloud, however, had dispatched a substantial number of people on guard to prevent any sudden mishaps.

“Strange, according to earlier messages, we should have arrived at the Secret Land by now. Why haven’t we seen it yet?” Michael Silvercloud frowned and turned to an Elder.