Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 465 Yun Mo Kou Sky Pirate!

The fierce wind howled against the body of the Bai Clan's flying ship, parting clouds like shredded fabric while it sliced through the heavens.

Bai Xueqing positioned herself by the rail, her sleeves whipping wildly in the strong gusts.

She remained somewhat annoyed.

No longer seething with rage.

Yet far from content.

She had rushed. Truly rushed. Hastily gathered her belongings, skipped a full goodbye to Master Qinglan—

All to avoid delaying Bai Zihan.

Just to reach the spot and discover he wasn't there.

One minute.

Then five.

Then ten.

At the fifteen-minute point, she grew certain it was on purpose.

And once he at last appeared—serene as ever—she poured out her grievances freely.

"Where were you? Do you realize how long I've been waiting?"

Her fury started to ebb only after learning of Lin Xuan's clash with Yuan Jie.

Even more so upon hearing how Yuan Jie bowed his head repeatedly.

After all, he ranked among those irritating fools who wrongly assumed borrowed power belonged to them and harassed everyone in the Sect.

She viewed it as proper retribution for a type like him.

Now, with the flying ship gliding smoothly over the cloud ocean, a calm quiet wrapped around the group.

Bai Zihan stood, hands folded behind him, eyes staring into the distance.

Then—

Bai Zihan detected something, then Bai Xueqing, followed by Chu Ziyan.

Kong Zhanhong noticed last.

"Young Master!"

Before he could add more—

A disturbance rippled through the clouds in front.

Another to the left.

And one to the right.

From three sides, huge silhouettes burst from the fog.

Flying ships.

Not a single one.

Not a pair.

Three!

They appeared in close ranks, bodies shadowed and reinforced, sails bearing an unknown emblem.

In seconds, they had encircled the Bai Clan's vessel in a broad curve.

Not near enough for impact.

Near enough to seal off all paths away.

The middle foe ship pressed ahead gradually.

Then—

A form appeared on its deck.

Tall with wide shoulders.

Armored in black with subtle spirit etchings.

His cultivation presence flowed freely.

He gazed down like at cornered game.

His voice thundered over the skies.

"We've been waiting!"

A gradual smirk crossed his features.

Kong Zhanhong's eyes tightened the instant he made out the emblem.

A rough silver hawk, wings cracked by a red lightning bolt.

His face shifted.

"Yun Mo Kou Sky Pirates," he whispered softly.

Kong Zhanhong moved ahead, eyes locked on the encircling vessels.

"Young Master, they've gained notoriety in recent years. They focus on ambushing flying crafts on key trade paths."

His jaw clenched.

"They prey on trade vessels, small families, sect members journeying without guards... any they see as vulnerable."

Bai Xueqing's eyebrows knit together.

"Bandits?"

"Yes," Kong Zhanhong answered darkly. "But far from common ones!"

His gaze rose to the armored figure posing boldly on the lead ship.

"Even the Imperial Family struggles against them for two key reasons."

"First—prudence. They only attack when victory seems assured. They flee at once if doubt arises."

"Second—power."

His tone dropped.

"Their chief is said to hold Great Ascension cultivation."

The atmosphere thickened with those words.

Great Ascension Realm!

A being who could rattle an entire area.

Kong Zhanhong pressed on swiftly.

"Major efforts have launched before. Various great sects attempted to trap them."

He let out a brief, sour chuckle.

"They slipped away each time. Their speed is horrifying."

"And minor efforts get smashed without mercy," Kong Zhanhong stated directly.

Over the space dividing the ships, the armored figure started applauding deliberately.

"Impressive!"

His smirk grew broader.

"To spot us so fast."

His gaze moved to Kong Zhanhong.

"And even finer to recount our fame so precisely."

His stare intensified, fixing on Bai Zihan.

"Regarding the tales..."

A wave of force emanated from him.

Not fully released.

Yet sufficient.

The clouds under his ship swirled wildly.

Spiritual energy quivered.

The heavy presence bore down like a falling peak.

Great Ascension Realm, verified.

The man extended his arms loosely.

"You're right!"

His voice grew deeper, shedding the prior dramatic flair.

"I lead the Yun Mo Kou (Cloud Demon Marauders) Sky Pirates."

A subtle, threatening smile tugged at his mouth.

The nearby ships adjusted faintly, as if spurred by his words.

Spiritual cannons on their sides buzzed with building energy.

The pirate chief cocked his head.

"So yield!"

He declared with assurance.

Bai Zihan stayed composed.

"Declare your intent," he said evenly.

The man burst into laughter.

"What else could our intent be but to plunder you?"

He remarked as if obvious.

Well, Bai Zihan dismissed that drivel entirely.

They could be Sky Pirates, yet their approach and encirclement at this exact moment—

It was clear they had lain in wait specifically for them.

Bai Xueqing advanced, raising her chin.

"Do you grasp who you're facing?"

Her tone cut sharply.

"Do you comprehend the fallout from targeting us?"

The leader tossed his head back in booming laughter.

Figures crowded the decks of the other ships, observing with glee.

"Oh, we grasp precisely who we're facing."

Bai Xueqing's face chilled. The man's eyes drifted to her with casual disinterest.

"You must be Bai Xueqing, the Bai Clan's princess."

He snickered.

"And you must be Bai Zihan, right?"

His eyes sparkled with derision. "The Bai Clan's crippled prodigy!"

"Think we approached blind to your identities?"

His eyes slitted, scorn growing icier.

"But what power do you hold?"

He flung his arms out dramatically.

"You're isolated now!"

His look scanned their modest guard.

His smile stretched wider.

The gales screamed fiercer amid the ships. Spiritual cannons on the enemy sides started to shimmer softly.

Bai Xueqing's pulse hammered once in her chest—but her expression hid it.

"You dare?"

She uttered icily.

"Dare?" the man echoed. "Young miss, this is vast sky. Mishaps occur."

His voice sank further.

"And should your Bai Clan demand retribution afterward..."

He lifted his shoulders.

"Would they uncover the culprits? And even then, could they seize us?"

"Haha....

Numerous Sky Pirates chuckled and clearly held the Bai Clan in low regard.

After all, unlike fixed clans and sects that can be targeted once guilty, Sky Pirates wander the skies and prove far harder to handle.

The pirate leader's mirth slowly faded.

The smirk lingered on his face—but his eyes iced over.

He lifted a hand a bit, and the spiritual cannons' buzz grew stronger.

"Here's one last tip," he drawled. "Yield without fuss!"

The phrase resounded over the boundless sky.

His stare dwelt pointedly on Bai Xueqing before moving to Bai Zihan.

"Cooperate, and I might spare your lives."

A beat. "Or else..."

The chill in his tone deepened sharply.

"Don't fault me for ruthlessness."

The encircling pirate ships tweaked their positions slightly.

Array markings ignited on their bodies—interlinked, stacked, restraining.

They had repeated this routine often.

Bai Xueqing fixed him with a long stare.

Then—

She sneered.

The noise rang clear and bold. "Kind?"

Her lips twisted slightly. "You truly ought not to feign."

The pirate leader's eyes slitted.

"For random merchant theft, three ships wouldn't be needed."

"For a chance encounter, you wouldn't encircle us right after departing the sect."

Her look pierced sharper.

"If you're here to seize us, own up to it."

She angled her chin a touch.

"But spare us the offense of your poor performance."

A subtle wave stirred the pirate lines.

The leader's smile vanished utterly.

For the first instance—

His face grew grave.

The jovial outlaw mask dropped like shed skin.

His presence swelled quietly, weighing heavier on the Bai Clan ship. "...Perceptive," he murmured.

Then his command echoed, stripped of show.

"Attack!"

The order dropped like a sword.

At once—

The five pirate ships blazed with radiance.

Spiritual cannons thundered active.

Streams of packed qi shredded the air, shredding clouds as they zeroed in on the Bai Clan craft. "Defensive array!"

Kong Zhanhong bellowed.

The Bai Clan ship quaked as shielding arrays ignited—

golden shields stacking across the body.

BOOM—!

The initial cannon hit crashed against the shield.

The whole vessel jolted hard. Shock waves spread out, dispersing clouds over vast distances.

Another shot landed.

Then yet another.

The golden shield wavered.

Though five ships bombarded Bai Zihan's flying ship together, they still failed to pierce it.

Well, against their crafts, Bai Zihan's flying ship stood supreme, and calling it peerless wouldn't overstate.

But naturally, even the finest vessel under relentless assault would wear down in time.

"The defense won't endure much longer. Prepare for battle!"

Bai Xueqing declared while drawing her sword.

Chu Ziyan and Kong Zhanhong did likewise.