Chapter 313.1: So Eager to Improve
Qi Yuan fell into silence, etching every mark on the Wuyun Carving to memory.
Han Xianyun stared at Luo Bufan’s fingerprint in a daze, "Do you think Luo Bufan really broke through the martial peak and shattered the void?"
Luo Bufan was the most recent person in history to have broken through the martial peak. As a child, Han Xianyun admired him like an idol. Most people in the Martial Dao circle also deeply revered Luo Bufan.
Qi Yuan said offhandedly, "Either he did, or he died."
His mind drifted back to the fortune teller, whom he'd encountered in the execution space. Yu Xiu was already dead. In other words, this world had an underworld and Yu Xiu came from it. Many thoughts Qi Yuan had branched from that. He had also found a direction to break through the martial peak.
He said with complete sincerity, "Looks like I need to start preparing to break through the martial peak myself."
Han Xianyun was a bit stunned. "Wait, Mr. Qi, you want to break through the martial peak?"
An immortal cultivator, which was a being close to god, wanted to break through the martial peak? Was Qi Yuan doing it as a hobby?
He suddenly thought of Zhang Yang, who also practiced martial arts as a side pursuit. Well, of course, the Southern Lion couldn’t possibly compare to Qi Yuan.
"Don't tell me you've had some kind of insight after looking at the Wuyun Carving? Did Luo Bufan’s mark enlighten you? Are you going to follow in his footsteps?"
Qi Yuan shook his head. "I won't be following Luo Bufan. For one thing, I have no family. For another, his path isn't right for me. The little treasures in the ocean suit me better."
Han Xianyun felt a jolt of awe. As expected of an immortal cultivator! He'd already worked out the method just from looking at a carving!
Then, Qi Yuan held out a hand. "By the way, your family’s rich. Could I borrow a yacht? I'm planning to head out to sea and look for the opportunity to break through the martial peak."
He had no shame when it came to borrowing necessary things.
Han Xianyun answered with some embarrassment, "Ah... I don't have a yacht."
He was not the kind who lived lavishly despite being a second-generation noble. Due to his father’s early passing, power had long since passed entirely to his elder brother. Though his life was heaven compared to that of ordinary people, he was rather strapped for cash compared to other heirs.
"But Princess Huansha definitely has one!" Han Xianyun said quickly. "You can borrow hers!"
Qi Yuan's eyes lit up as he mused, "I am sure Princess Paramecium does. I protected her so well. Asking to borrow a yacht in return should be nothing, right?"
He felt the matter was settled. After all, he had been extremely attentive in protecting Princess Huansha, even briefly suspending her cell division. The thoughtful gesture had extended her lifespan by at least ten minutes.
Han Xianyun was rendered speechless. That's what you call protecting her well?
He didn't dare argue, of course.
Qi Yuan waved a hand and headed back the way they'd come. "Come on, let's go find her and borrow a yacht."
Han Xianyun followed with a knot of anxiety in his chest. He was genuinely worried, the princess had been turned into a paramecium. What if she'd died? If he remembered correctly, paramecia didn't have very long lifespans.
***
The next day, a luxury yacht glided slowly through the water. A man stood at the prow with a calm expression. Princess Huansha stood behind him, her eyes filled with quiet awe.
Those ten-odd minutes yesterday had been, without question, the most extraordinary experience of her entire life. Faced with this remarkable man, every trace of the princess’s pride vanished, and she seemed more like an attendant.
Qi Yuan said, "Let's head southwest."
She immediately instructed the onboard AI pilot to steer the yacht in the specified direction. The yacht surged forward.
Qi Yuan stood at the bow with his eyes fixed on the horizon. He was looking for the suitable mutated sea monster. Half a day passed without him coming across anything. Not only were mutated sea monsters difficult to come across, but he also had to find one with a compatible bloodline.
He essentially became a living radar, endlessly scanning the sea.
Princess Huansha watched with curiosity. Although she was filled with questions, she politely kept them to herself.
Finally, Qi Yuan said, "Stop."
Princess Huansha, now functioning entirely as a co-pilot, instructed the AI to halt. She looked at Qi Yuan expectantly.
A long sword manifested in his grasp. "Go."
The blade shot into the sea like a bolt.
The princess’ eyes went wide. Where had she seen that blood-red sword before? The way she looked at him shifted completely, as though she were looking at a god.
Once the sword was gone, Qi Yuan sat down calmly on the deck. "Over ten thousand meters down. This will take a while."
The pressure at such depth would shred any submarine ever built by human hands.
On Blue Planet, the pressure at that depth would crush any submarine ever built by human hands. Even Arch Star's more advanced technology would face an enormous technical challenge. The Liulis Kingdom, for instance, could never build a submarine capable of reaching such a depth even if they pooled their entire country's resources.
At a depth of ten thousand meters, shattered wood lay strewn across the ocean floor, bizarrely stained with old blood. Rocks bore smears of gore that seemed immune to the erosion of time.
A bloated, mutated sea monster's corpse lay motionless in the depths, encased in a transparent crystal.
With a flash, the sword and the transparent crystal began to rise to the surface.
Qi Yuan's expression brightened with mild surprise. "My luck in this game seems to be quite high. I landed something ordinary on the first try!"
Princess Huansha appeared curious. "Game? What game?"
"I mean, your world is a game I enjoy playing, and I'm the player."
Princess Huansha paused, then laughed. "You really do have a sense of humor, Mr. Qi."
Even if he was an immortal cultivator, that didn't mean everything he said was meant literally.
"I never joke," Qi Yuan said with a small smile, and left the subject alone. To him, everyone in this world was an NPC.
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