Capítulo 1324: Chapter 20: No Whales or Sirens in the Azure Sea (Double-length)_3

There was still a faint trace of blood on the surface of the water.

Miao Zhiqiao’s expression changed, not out of fear, but rather a relieved relaxation, cursing at the boatman with a laugh, “Your eyes must be failing, can’t even recognize our own people?”

The boatman wore a bitter expression, saying, “Big Sister, it’s not your sect that left behind this whale-like creature.”

Miao Zhiqiao was momentarily stunned, then her expression shifted slightly. Recently, a top master from the Flying Spirit Sect, one of the seven major sects, used the pretext of hunting an Evil Flood Dragon to launch thirteen Thunderbolt Spears over three thousand miles of the sea. These thirteen weapons, just a hair below Divine Weaponry, were all thrown, staining several miles of sea with blood.

At the time, she thought it unlikely that such a notorious yet revered Grandmaster would act on a whale-like creature that frequented her sect’s sea. But now, on reflection, her sect was destroyed, yet she, who had the best relationship with this fish, was unharmed, and the whale-like creature successfully escaped.

Perhaps at the time, the Flying Spirit Sect destroyed her sect out of envy for this creature that bonded with them.

Or perhaps they had adopted a strategy of casting a long line to catch a big fish, following her reluctantly along with this whale, finding an even older whale, which prompted the Grandmaster to act, with the thirteen Thunderbolts sweeping over three thousand miles of sea.

Miao Zhiqiao bit her lip, a hint of ferocity appearing on her face.

In the distance, a large ship slowly sailed in, defying regulations with a length of thirty-four zhang.

On the prow, styled with a fierce tiger’s head battering ram, stood a valiant man dressed in hunting gear, carrying three short spears about a meter long on his back. His eyes brightened as he saw the Exotic Beast whale hiding instinctively under the boat out of fear, a hint of greed emerging in his gaze as he drew a short spear and hurled it.

Like a thunderbolt, it shot out in an instant three hundred zhang, piercing below the water’s surface.

Miao Zhiqiao slashed out with her Fubo Blade, unleashing Vigorous Qi that hit the flying spear, but it was like a gentle breeze, not altering the spear’s trajectory even slightly. The Flying Spirit Sect, renowned for its throwing techniques among the seven sects, had its methods. The spear instantly shot through the sea surface.

The diving whale emitted a thunderous sound.

Miao Zhiqiao was furious.

The young man, chasing under orders, laughed heartily, full of spirit.

Neither of them noticed that, the moment the short spear entered the water, its essence was severed, leaving only the spear tip resting on the whale’s skin without penetrating. The whale’s sound was merely from fear.

Wang Anfeng sat on the Fishing Platform with a fishing rod in hand, softly chanting.

“The whale leaps, caught between the axle… waterfowl soar as guards…”

“Such a big fish, it really exists.”

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he suppressed the thought of how many meals it might provide.

Feeling a hint of regret, thinking such a large fish, even the Qilin Fire would only be like a scald. How to cook it? Unless boiling the river and sea…

But by the time it’s cooked, it would have rotted before we finish eating it.

A familiar voice burst like thunder beside his ear, piercingly loud.

“Disciple, dear disciple, obedient disciple…”

“Little madman, listen to me clearly.”

“This concerns the ancestral legacy of our Divine Thieves Sect, you must not ignore it. Our founder, during the eastern tour, witnessed the Kunpeng floating, inspiring the writing of ‘Xiaoyao You,’ which later gave rise to our sect. Therefore, the Kunpeng is half a mentor, half a confidant to our founder, making it half a founder to us…”

Wang Anfeng couldn’t help but smile bitterly, as Hong Luoyu’s voice continued incessantly by his ear. After endless prattle, every sentence, every word, condensed into two words.

Want to keep,

Want to keep!

The martial arts of the Divine Thieves Sect were originally derived from the Taoist Sect’s ‘Xiaoyao You’ concept.

The opening line of which is: ‘In Beiming, there is a fish, its vastness spans thousands of li.’

And the Monster Beast Manual records that a full-grown whale can reach a length of a thousand li, while smaller ones are several dozen zhang.

The female is called a whale, and the large ones can also reach a thousand li, with eyes like bright moon pearls.

The two are very similar, except this whale-like creature probably cannot transform into a peng and soar nine thousand li up. Nonetheless, to Hong Luoyu, who hails from the Divine Thieves Sect and once wielded the Moon-stepping Order, this is a rare temptation.

Wang Anfeng closed his meridian points, temporarily shutting out Hong Luoyu’s voice, still holding the barbed fishing rod, his breathing gradually calm as a still pond.

After the fishhook broke the surface, the fishing line remained taut and straight, its depth unknown.

Wang Anfeng sat like an old Taoist on the Fishing Platform.

The large ship moved forward slowly, the fishing line always taut, like a slender, continuous thread of sharp Sword Qi.

Wang Anfeng touched his lower jaw lightly with his tongue tip, breathing gently, as the Qi Mechanism ascended to a high tower.

In his Dantian, the Northern Frontier’s military divine Sword Qi was as fine as a thread.

The fishing line of the sea fishing rod in his hand was like Sword Qi.

Two Sword Qis, internally and externally.

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