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Chapter 719 - 421: Black Ship Mutation (Part 2)
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Chapter 719: Chapter 421: Black Ship Mutation (Part 2)

You still can’t find any way to solve it.

Because when they asked this question, it was perfectly reasonable, and no one could find fault with it.

"I hope I’m just overthinking it!" At this moment, Guo Luming exhaled slowly and said in a deep voice.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ya was in his room packing his belongings.

He understood every word of Guo Luming’s warning to him just now.

He was afraid that Zhao Ya would be used unknowingly, leading to being unable to establish himself in the world beyond.

This was something Zhao Ya had anticipated long ago, yet he proceeded without hesitation.

Because for Zhao Ya, although the world beyond was good, it was never a place to stay for long.

Not even the Great Yan was his home.

The sudden incident in the Wuyang Sea brought Zhao Ya a strong sense of crisis, but it also let him glimpse a hint of this world’s peculiarity.

It turns out this world is far more than just simple Martial Dao; that massive Black Ship alone proves the existence of a civilization far beyond this continent.

So Zhao Ya plans to leave the world beyond after resolving matters to explore the secrets behind this world.

As for any so-called reputation or fame, Zhao Ya couldn’t care less.

By now, his belongings were nearly packed, with various poisons neatly organized and placed within easy reach.

Currently, Zhao Ya’s attainment in the Poison Dao was nearly catching up with his Martial Dao cultivation, even making common toxins perform new tricks in his hands.

For example, the poison he gave to Shen Yunshen before he descended the mountain is extracted from a common poison, but due to its unique preparation, it has a mysterious and persistent toxicity, especially effective against Martial Artists in the Meridian Opening Realm.

After organizing these things, Zhao Ya took out a small box from the bottom of the bag. Inside lay the Jade Canon offered to him by people like Liu Yujiao from the Profound Fox Tribe.

Gently stroking the smooth Jade Pendant, Zhao Ya seemed lost in thought.

With the growth of his strength, especially after unlocking his brain, Zhao Ya increasingly felt the extraordinary nature of this Jade Canon.

Not to mention anything else, just the material is astonishing.

Zhao Ya had tried to squeeze it hard, and under the force that could crush hard granite into powder, the Jade Canon remained completely unmoved, without even leaving the slightest mark.

But no matter how Zhao Ya explored, he couldn’t uncover the mysteries within this Jade Canon.

Could it be that his current realm is still insufficient?

This thought popped into Zhao Ya’s mind, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Having reached the Pinnacle of the Primordial Sea at a tender age is rare, if not unprecedented, in the world beyond.

If even this isn’t enough, Zhao Ya truly doesn’t know what realm is needed to unlock the Jade Canon.

Is it the more elusive Divine Soul Realm that exists only in ancient legends?

But since the fleeting force between heaven and earth gradually dissipated, no one has been able to touch the edge of the Divine Soul Realm for a long time.

Zhao Ya could only pack away the Jade Canon with other miscellaneous items and place them properly.

It was almost dawn, and the season had reached early winter; the outside temperature was very low, but Zhao Ya habitually went into the courtyard to practice boxing.

Even though the current practice yields very little benefit, often not improving even a single proficiency point in ten days or half a month, Zhao Ya persisted relentlessly without skipping a day.

Now, Zhao Ya’s five viscera and his brain had completed unlocking, so when he opened the Human Body Outline Map, nearly everything that could be illuminated had been illuminated.

But Zhao Ya always felt something was missing, yet he didn’t know where to begin, so he focused on enhancing martial arts skills.

However, whether it was fist techniques or saber techniques, Zhao Ya had nearly reached the highest level.

And though the names remained the same, the essence had undergone tremendous changes over the past two years of Zhao Ya’s maturity in Martial Dao.

Take the Wind-Slaying Saber Technique, for example. Its foundation originally came from an unremarkable Gale Saber Technique, which doomed its achievements to be very limited.

But over the years, Zhao Ya had absorbed the strengths of many and fused the essence of the sophisticated saber techniques from the world beyond into the Wind-Slaying Saber Technique.

Thus, this saber technique completely transformed and became extremely exquisite and mysterious.

But this is still not enough.

Zhao Ya always had an idea.

That is to integrate all his martial arts into one and create an all-encompassing Cultivation Technique.

But this is an immensely difficult task.

Even Zhao Ya has to explore slowly, bit by bit.

While Zhao Ya tirelessly practiced martial arts in the courtyard, Wu Bao’Er had fallen asleep early in a thatched hut on the back hill.

But at this moment, the door silently opened, and a figure quietly slipped inside.

When the figure reached the bedside, it first watched Wu Bao’Er’s peaceful sleeping face for a while, then quietly slipped onto the bed and into Wu Bao’Er’s bedding...

Almost simultaneously, Wu Bao’Er woke up from her sleep and instinctively raised a saber.

However, she stopped the saber halfway.

Because she recognized the intruder.

The one who sneaked into her bed was none other than Liu Yuhuan.

"Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and came here?" Wu Bao’Er said angrily.

Liu Yuhuan hugged her pillow and looked at Wu Bao’Er pitifully.

"There are always noises outside, keeping me up all night. I’m really scared. Dear sister, please let me sleep here. I promise not to snore, and I’ll warm the bed and fold the quilt for you."

Wu Bao’Er: "...."

Reluctantly, in the end, Wu Bao’Er let Liu Yuhuan sleep beside her.

But she soon regretted it.

Because after Liu Yuhuan gratefully thanked her, she immediately fell into a deep sleep the instant she lay down.

The key point Wu Bao’Er never expected was that this pretty girl could snore so loudly.

So she could only stare wide-eyed, dazedly waiting for the dawn.

Shen Yunshen also had a sleepless night; he stepped out of a sect’s grand hall, covered in blood.

And before the grand hall, many knelt.

These people shivered as they looked at Shen Yunshen, their eyes full of fear.

"S-Sir, our Red Dragon Mountain is willing to obey the Azure Dragon Temple’s command, just please don’t kill us."

Shen Yunshen sighed lightly, "Why did you even resist? When my Temple Master issued the Azure Dragon Order, you didn’t listen and even mocked us; now, you regret only after seeing blood. Tell me... aren’t you a bunch of masochists?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we are, Sir. We know we were wrong. Please give us a chance!"

Shen Yunshen paid no heed to their pleas, slowly turning around and shivering as he faced the cold wind before dawn.

"What ghostly weather, it’s freezing!"

No one dared to speak, and at that moment, Shen Yunshen casually threw a small bottle.

"All elders and above are to take the pills and then pack their bags to await orders at the foot of Azure Dragon Mountain."

Looking at the ominous-seeming small bottle, the elders of Red Dragon Mountain were devastated but dared not resist.

Because their Mountain Master had just died in the grand hall.

So despite their deep reluctance, they had no choice but to obediently consume the pills and make their way to Azure Dragon Mountain in despair.

Meanwhile, Shen Yunshen continued relentless pursuit of the next disobedient sect.

As he rigorously purged those not following orders, far away, at the Northern Realm’s snowfield, Kong Xiangdong gazed with bloodshot eyes at the distant horizon.

Dawn had arrived, the eastern sky showing pale light, and faintly visible, a massive Black Ship emerged menacingly before the Great Snow Mountain.

"What day is it now?" Kong Xiangdong asked hoarsely.

"The twenty-third day!" responded Yang Zhan nearby.

"Twenty-three days..." Kong Xiangdong murmured, his eyes growing solemn.

As the one closely monitoring the Black Ship’s movements, he noticed the Black Ship was quietly changing.

Despite the great distance, around the eighteenth day, a buzzing sound began emanating from the direction of the Black Ship.

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