CHAPTER 1524: CHAPTER 727 THINGS JUST GOT INTERESTING

Sean Knight woke up sitting upright in front of the Bronze Dragon, but what was eerie was that there was no stool under his behind—he could feel he was sitting on something solid.

His mind cleared a little, and Sean then realized that it was compressed air, but with a thought, it disappeared.

Stretching out a hand to touch the Bronze Dragon, he could still sense a large amount of spiritual energy within it, but currently, it was only about half of what it had been.

Meanwhile, the spiritual energy in his own body had filled to the brink; there was no possibility of it increasing any further.

The corners of his mouth felt somewhat dry, and when Sean wiped it, he discovered it was blood.

Looking outside, and then checking the time, Sean knew that he had been unconscious for about one hour.

He took out his mobile phone to see, fortunately, that there were only a few messages.

Lana Brown had asked whether he wanted to return for lunch.

Cheryl Suweton asked if Sean had arrived at Big Island yet, mentioning that she also wanted a child.

Aria Wilson had sent two photos of the children, which Sean looked at and thought about whether he should return home.

Viola had also sent a photo, she was climbing Red Mountain with other classmates.

And to Sean’s surprise, Joanna Davis had also sent a message, saying her parents hoped she could get married soon.

The hint was very clear.

Sean was a bit perplexed. Why all these women sent him messages almost at the same time.

Could it be that some unknown change occurred while he was absorbing the energy from the Bronze Dragon, causing his women to have a reaction?

Sean got lost in wild thoughts, but soon he was drawn away by a certain sensation in his body.

He sensed that there was something valuable underwater, two kilometers northwest of the yacht!

Was it originally something the "Sky Eye" could see, and now he could feel it, too?

He turned his head to glance at the Bronze Dragon and thought to himself, wasn’t this object a little too magical?

Could it be that it was cast by the Ancestral Dragon?

Mr. Patrick’s former reputation was not too good; Confucians always proclaimed him a tyrant.

In recent years, with the rise of web novels, more and more historical materials have been unearthed, and people’s evaluations of Mr. Patrick are getting higher and better.

For example, the Chen Sheng Wu Guang uprising—according to the laws of Quinn at that time, if someone missed their service period due to heavy rain and floods, they would not be executed.

The so-called burning of books and burying of Confucian scholars was not actually about burning all the books, and mostly it targeted alchemists and the like.

Therefore, historical records cannot be fully trusted; the contributions of the Ancestral Dragon are increasingly recognized by people.

There’s even a joke saying that if at that time, Mr. Patrick had been given a world map, there wouldn’t be so many chaotic affairs internationally now.

Of course, that was just a jest.

As Sean entertained these random thoughts, his hands were not idle; he drove the yacht straight toward the direction he had sensed.

After arriving at the destination, Sean activated his Sky Eye and looked down, astonishingly discovering that there really was a sunken ship on the deep seafloor!

Here, the seawater was only thirty to forty meters deep, but the water was not very clear, though there were plenty of fish.

The sunken ship wasn’t particularly large; if measured against modern cargo ships, it would have a capacity of just over 100 tons or so.

The ship lay tilted on the seafloor; it was clear that it had been impacted on one side, which had caused a large hole, letting in seawater and leading to its sinking.

As the Sky Eye scanned, Sean noticed that there were no human skeletons inside the ship—a ship from five to six hundred years ago may have had bodies, but they likely would have been consumed by creatures by now.

This was a cargo ship, inside of which were boxes, baskets, and other such items.

However, two-thirds of these were now empty or reduced to ash.

The Sky Eye could discern that the container originally held raw silk, silk, tea, and other items.

Among the remaining one-third, there were several dozen boxes of porcelain that were largely intact.

Originally, the porcelain had padding in between, which had now hardened into solid blocks, but still well preserved the integrity of the porcelain.

However, Sean quickly skimmed past those porcelain pieces and his gaze settled on the bottom of the ship’s cabin.

There were two small boxes each about half a meter square.

One of the boxes was filled to the brim with golden coins. At a rough estimate, there were about six to seven hundred of them.

Even in ancient times, that was a significant amount of wealth.

The other box contained unprocessed gemstone ore. Sean guessed it must be something the ship owner had exchanged for with cargo at a nearby port.

Thinking of the high prices of tea and porcelain in Europe during the Middle Ages, it was somewhat understandable.

These seemed to be the main items.

Actually, this area of the sea wasn’t very deep, and if a ship had explored here, it should have been discovered.

But firstly, this place wasn’t on a route, and ships rarely passed by. Secondly, treasure hunting ships couldn’t possibly use radar to search every area all the time, as that would be exhausting.

After all, in such a vast sea territory, until when could they search? It was akin to looking for a gold grain on a large sandy beach that was almost the same color as the sand.

Sean lifted his head to check the time, planning to dive in and salvage the valuable items first.

He then felt another faint glimmer of light in a more northwestern direction.

There, too, was something!

Sean felt that this ability of his was seemingly heaven-defying!

He thought about it for a moment, then took out his satellite phone to call Lana Brown.

"Dear, did you come back?" asked Lana Brown.

"Not yet. I’m nearly a hundred sea miles from Big Island—I wanted to ask about that marketplace we set up for salvage finds, how’s it going?"

"It’s on fire," Lana Brown said with a laugh, "I even forgot to tell you. Most of those things you brought back have already been sold. You’ll have to figure out how to replenish another batch this time."