Chapter 1699: Chapter 1699

The dragon python slain by Fang Bai was comparable to a Thunder Tribulation first-stage expert. Its beast core was a dream cultivation resource for Soul Severing Perfection experts.

Even for a Thunder Tribulation first-stage expert, obtaining that beast core would greatly assist in cultivation.

Thus, seeing Fang Bai carve out that beast core, many Soul Severing Perfection and Thunder Tribulation first-stage experts had their eyes fixed on it.

But the fierce battle at hand continued, and the multitude of experts had no leisure to covet that beast core.

Some Thunder Tribulation experts even thought, Fang Bai is merely a Soul Severing Perfection expert, yet with the advantage of a Spiritual Artifact, he could slay the dragon python; why can’t I?

Thus, the fighting spirit of many experts was reignited, hurling them into combat with the dragon pythons.

For a while, figures crisscrossed the sea surface, Spiritual Artifacts flew in all directions, and the roar of battle was unending.

Nearly three thousand Thunder Tribulation experts launched fierce attacks against dozens of dragon pythons. Some wished to drive the dragon pythons away for a safe sea passage, while others aimed to slay them to obtain their beast cores as auxiliary cultivation resources.

However, the power and Spiritual Artifacts of Thunder Tribulation first-stage experts were still inadequate, posing little threat to the dragon pythons.

There were a few Thunder Tribulation second-stage experts who inflicted some injuries on the dragon pythons, but unfortunately, their Spiritual Artifacts weren’t sharp enough to deliver a killing blow, leading the injured dragon pythons to dive into the deep sea and escape, much to the regret of the attackers.

In the hours of fierce fighting between humanity’s experts and the dragon pythons, despite occasional losses among the experts, Fang Bai’s earlier feat of slaying a dragon python spurred their fighting spirit, leaving none to retreat.

Meanwhile, the sea vessel continued its slow advance, drawing ever closer to Black Tortoise Island.

The dragon pythons, seeing they gained nothing, and with the waters gradually becoming shallower, reluctantly dove and fled afar.

"They retreated! The sea beasts retreated!"

"It’s a pity we couldn’t slay the dragon pythons!"

"It’s enough to drive away the sea beasts; you’re still thinking about slaying dragon pythons? Wake up!"

"That Soul Severing Perfection expert had good luck!"

"Indeed! Truly envious!"

Seeing the dragon pythons retreat, the experts descended back onto the sea vessel, cheering aloud.

At this moment, Fang Bai had already returned to his cabin, sitting cross-legged in meditation, unaware that many experts on the sea vessel had set their sights on him.

With the sea beasts no longer attacking, the sea vessel’s speed increased again. After several more hours, a black line appeared on the sea horizon ahead, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an enormous island.

"We’ve arrived at Black Tortoise Island!"

An expert familiar with the sea route pointed in the direction of the island, exclaiming with excitement.

When the sea vessel approached Black Tortoise Island, a small boat from the island set out to guide it into the harbor.

Black Tortoise Island spanned a thousand miles in circumference. Though not large, it was ample enough to accommodate tens of thousands of residents. Some experts, visiting for the first time, found upon landing that despite being deep within the sea, the island’s scenery was beautiful, with landscapes shrouded in spiritual energy, tame birds and beasts at peace everywhere, presenting an idyllic paradise-like existence.

No wonder it is said that some experts come to this place and are reluctant to leave, choosing instead to settle here for cultivation.

Once the sea vessel docked, the majority of the experts disembarked, with some going to admire the island’s beauty and others heading to the Martial Artists Trading Market to try their luck.

Fang Bai extended his Divine Sense and found that Huo Zhenying was meditating with closed eyes, looking much better, letting him ease his mind. He then left his cabin on the sea vessel and set foot on Black Tortoise Island.

This Black Tortoise Island existed tens of thousands of years ago, and during Fang Bai’s past life training, he had passed through here and even had some encounters on the island.

Who knows if, after tens of thousands of years, some relics from the past life still remain in this place, after all the changes over time.

Compared to the past life, many halls and residences had been added to the island, presumedly for the students of the Black Tortoise Sect. Additionally, some exquisite buildings were prepared for guests traveling on the sea.

After reaching the island, Fang Bai strode towards the tallest peak at the center of the island.

This peak, named Black Tortoise Peak, had a turtle-like shape as viewed from the distance.

Black Tortoise Peak rose nearly three thousand zhang above sea level, piercing the sky, with its summit covered in snow that remained unmelted year-round.

Over the tens of thousands of years, numerous experts had ascended the peak, hoping to chance upon some fortuity, only to return disheartened.

"Boy, stop right there!"

As Fang Bai drew within a few dozen miles of Black Tortoise Peak, suddenly a voice called from behind.

Fang Bai didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

Though Fang Bai’s current appearance is that of a middle-aged man in his forties, the person calling him from behind was several hundred years old, so addressing him as "boy" was natural.

Fang Bai turned around, looking at He Polang, the Supreme Elder of the Blue Sea Sect, and asked with a frown.

When Fang Bai disembarked from the vessel, He Polang had been tailing him, only calling out to him in this sparsely populated area.

Fang Bai could roughly guess his intent, laughing at him silently inside.

"Let me have a look at that Blood Blade of yours!"

He Polang, assuming the advantage of his status, demanded the Blood Blade from Fang Bai without courtesy.

Fang Bai said, "Why should I let you see my Spiritual Artifact?"

He Polang replied, "Because my strength is superior to yours!"

He seemed to realize his tone was a bit harsh, so he asked more amiably, "What grade is that Blood Blade?"

Fang Bai replied, "I don’t know."

He Polang chuckled, "You may not know, but I do. Judging by its sharpness, it’s likely a Superior Royal Grade Spiritual Artifact!"

Fang Bai said, "Oh, really? I thought it was an Immortal Artifact!"

He Polang raised an eyebrow and exclaimed, "Immortal Artifact? Wishful thinking! A Superior Royal Grade Spiritual Artifact is already among the top Spiritual Artifacts in the three thousand worlds!" Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on NoveI(F)ire.net

After a pause, he continued, "Such a Spiritual Artifact is a disgrace in the hands of someone merely at Soul Severing Perfection! You might as well give it to me, and I’ll gift you some Royal Grade cultivation resources. How about that?"

Fang Bai replied, "No!"

He Polang glared, "The cultivation resources I’m offering could help you advance to the Thunder Tribulation Realm! Isn’t that enough? Humph, others may not be as agreeable as I am! They might outright kill you and snatch this Blood Blade from you!"

Fang Bai smiled and asked, "If I don’t give you the Blood Blade, would you kill me?"

He Polang said coldly, "What do you think?"

Fang Bai earnestly replied, "If you kill me, I will call for help. This is Black Tortoise Island; if you recklessly kill the innocent, the strong on this island will intervene!"

He Polang laughed, "You can shout yourself hoarse and it will make no difference! Within ten miles of here, there’s no one else but you and me! Even if there were others, who’d dare interfere with me, a Thunder Tribulation third-stage expert, killing you, a mere Soul Severing Perfection?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Bai opened his mouth and shouted, "Help! Murder!"