Chapter 1695: Chapter 1695
Chapter 1695: Chapter 1695: Lending a Helping Hand
The interactions between Fang Bai and the Blue Sea Sect were limited, but because he killed Elder Han Dongweng of the Blue Sea Sect and his disciple Yang Heng, he became the sect’s mortal enemy.
When Han Dongweng and his disciple were slain, many powerful practitioners witnessed it. After learning it was Fang Bai’s doing, the Blue Sea Sect dispatched their strong practitioners to hunt him down. However, Fang Bai, accompanied by Shi Xiaolian, left the Yunhai Sect and flew all the way to Immortal Stone City, thus eluding the sect’s pursuit.
Fang Bai was unaware that the Blue Sea Sect had issued a bounty order across the entire Three Thousand Worlds, offering a substantial reward for his head. Fortunately, the order was issued not long ago and had yet to reach the Fan Hai Sect; otherwise, Fang Bai would have faced trouble aboard this sea vessel.
It’s crucial to know that on this sea vessel are numerous Thunder Tribulation Experts, and the bounty from the Blue Sea Sect is tempting. If those on the ship were aware of the bounty order, many would undoubtedly covet Fang Bai’s head.
Fang Bai never expected that He Polang, the Supreme Elder of the Blue Sea Sect, would be on the same sea vessel as him. Currently, they hadn’t crossed paths, so He Polang shouldn’t be aware of his presence, otherwise, he would have already come looking for him.
“Since He Polang is not aware of Friend Fang’s presence on this ship, it would be best for Friend Fang to change his appearance.”
Huo Zhenying suggested through voice transmission.
If it were only He Polang, Fang Bai wouldn’t be afraid, but given the Blue Sea Sect’s bounty’s allure to all the strong practitioners on this ship, to avoid unnecessary trouble, Fang Bai decided to heed Huo Zhenying’s advice.
He swiftly returned to his cabin, modified his bones and muscles, altered his appearance slightly, and changed into a new set of clothes, transforming into a middle-aged man in his forties before returning to the deck.
With so many powerful practitioners on deck, no one paid attention to someone who appeared to be at the Soul Severing Perfection level.
Thus, out of the two thousand Martial Artists on the ship, only Huo Zhenying knew Fang Bai’s true identity.
“Thank you for the reminder, Elder Huo.”
Returning to the deck, Fang Bai expressed his gratitude to Huo Zhenying.
Huo Zhenying sighed, “No need to thank me. Just treat Xiao Lian well in the future.”
Fang Bai solemnly nodded.
“Friend Fang, it has only been a month or two since departing the Yunhai Sect, yet your cultivation level has grown to such a realm. Truly astonishing.”
At this moment, Huo Zhenying realized Fang Bai’s cultivation had reached Soul Severing Perfection, and he couldn’t help but marvel at it.
Huo Zhenying recalled when Fang Bai, with Shi Xiaolian, went to the Yunhai Sect, he was only at the initial level of Soul Severing, yet his combat prowess could contend with a First Stage Thunder Tribulation Expert. Now, his cultivation had skyrocketed, and who knows how terrifying his combat prowess might have become.
In any case, Huo Zhenying knew he was no match for Fang Bai anymore.
Thinking of Fang Bai’s limitless potential, Huo Zhenying was also happy for Shi Xiaolian, who could accompany him.
“Whether our sect’s Supreme Elder’s injuries can be healed concerns the survival of the sect. I hope you can assist us once we reach the Eastern Desolate Continent, regardless of past grievances.”
Huo Zhenying requested Fang Bai.
“Oh, what does Elder Huo want me to do to help?”
Fang Bai replied lightly.
To be honest, aside from having a good impression of Huo Zhenying, Fang Bai had no interest in the life and death of the other members of the Yunhai Sect, nor was he inclined to get involved.
Huo Zhenying knew Fang Bai harbored a grudge against the Yunhai Sect and sighed, “It’s said that the Eastern Desolate Continent is abundant with high-rank heavenly materials and earthly treasures. I hope to find some Royal Grade Superior Wansui Fruits and have an Alchemist refine them into Marrow Cleansing Pills to help our Supreme Elder reshape his meridians and repair his Qi Sea.”
Fang Bai said, “Royal Grade Superior Wansui Fruits are extremely rare and hard to come by!”
Huo Zhenying smiled bitterly and said, “Indeed! Even Royal Grade Intermediate Spiritual Medicines are incredibly rare to me, let alone Superior ones, which are said to be near Immortal grade.”
Fang Bai thought to himself that he could heal the injury, but currently being on this sea vessel, how could he return?
“Once we reach the Eastern Desolate Continent, there will surely be a way.”
Seeing Huo Zhenying’s anxiety, Fang Bai consoled him, “Let’s exchange contact information; if any findings are made on the Eastern Desolate Continent, I’ll get in touch with Elder Huo.”
Knowing Fang Bai’s numerous methods and his strength now surpassing his own, Huo Zhenying felt hopeful about finding the Royal Grade Superior Wansui Fruits and expressed his gratitude to Fang Bai with a cheerful face. Follow current novels on novel✦fire.net
A month into the sea voyage, the vessels entered the deep sea region of the Black Sea, where the waves were higher and more fierce, and sea beasts began to appear on the sea surface.
Sea beasts in the sea were often aggressive, but because the two sea vessels were massive, they resembled moving islands, causing most sea beasts to steer clear.
However, some large sea beasts, sensing the strong presence of numerous practitioners aboard the vessels, would attempt to ram into the vessels, hoping to capsize them and feast on the human Martial Artists on board.
At such times, the strong practitioners from the Fan Hai Sect aboard the vessels would activate the Defensive Formations of the vessel to ward off the sea beasts’ attacks.
The Defensive Formations on board were set by the most renowned Array Masters from the Western Desolate Continent and, together with the ship’s robust structure, could withstand attacks from Third Stage or even Fourth Stage sea beasts. This was the confidence behind Fan Hai Sect’s daring to build sea vessels and transport mighty practitioners back and forth.
The vessels passed through several perilous areas where sea beasts congregated, not without a scare, but ultimately safe. Both the practitioners of the Fan Hai Sect and those accompanying the sea voyage breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the practitioners of the Fan Hai Sect remained cautious, knowing the real test was yet to come.
Practitioners from Fan Hai Sect, who had traveled between the Eastern and Western Desolate Continents many times, knew of Thunder Tribulation level Three and Four sea beasts active in the core regions of the Black Sea, whose attacks would pose the greatest threat.
If one of those powerful sea beasts capsized or broke the vessel, the fate of the Martial Artists aboard would likely be grim.
After all, in the tens of thousands of miles of the Black Sea, even the most powerful practitioner could not fly across it, and the ocean’s surface was too sparse to find a foothold, leading to the possibility of ending up in the belly of a sea beast.
Of course, some fortunate practitioners might encounter a few islands and await rescue from passing vessels, but the odds were indeed slim.
On this day, at dusk, the skies, covered by dark clouds for nearly half a month, finally cleared, and sunlight spread across the rolling sea surface like golden dragons tumbling.
More practitioners gathered on the deck than usual, including Huo Zhenying and Fang Bai, who came out to chat together.
“Elder Huo, it’s been a while. Where are you headed now?”
An aged voice suddenly sounded in Huo Zhenying’s ears. His body trembled slightly as he looked up toward the highest level of the ship, where, on the deck before a cabin, an elderly white-haired man stood by the railing.
The white-haired elder, dressed in a gray robe, looked down at Huo Zhenying with a cold smile on his wrinkled face, sending a shiver down one’s spine.