"Senior Sister, what do you think?"
Wang Wu couldn’t figure it out and had to ask General Xuelang.
But he didn’t know much either. "I also know very little about the affairs of the four seas, much less understand how this family of five Human Race Cultivators is making a living at sea. But since we are also lost, why not head in the direction they pointed out?"
"Alright!"
Wang Wu had no better idea. Their current state was as good as being gravely injured. Otherwise, if General Xuelang’s Wolf’s Glance Divine Techniques could be released normally, they could easily see across eight hundred miles and avoid such trouble.
As for Wang Wu himself, his Divine Techniques lacked long-range reconnaissance.
Passive Concealnt is for lurking.
Danger Perception is for sensing danger.
Spirit Essence is for treasure hunting.
Self-Healing is for regenerating health.
Heart of the Earth manages longevity and the central command.
Fury is for combat enhancents.
These are the six main talents.
Analyzing closely, one can find an awkward truth hidden there.
That is, if Wang Wu hides, others surely cannot find him.
But if others use more sophisticated concealnt thods to hide, he is imdiately clueless.
Because his Danger Perception can only sense risks related to himself. If others do not intend to kill him and pose no threat, the Danger Perception is completely ineffective.
Of course, there is another thod: activate the Perception Demon Pill to temporarily raise Danger Perception to above Level 20.
However, this thod is too vague and can easily create a blade-overcar scenario with dangerous consequences.
For instance, the last ti he ventured to try it, he almost resulted in being besieged by the combined forces of two major powers. Although he did survive and successfully escaped the encirclent,
he encountered Yin Fire directly, wasting 1500 years of his lifespan.
Although this wasn’t entirely a bad thing—perhaps even beneficial—if it happened a few more tis, Wang Wu wouldn’t be able to bear it.
Really, look at General Xuelang. If it weren’t for his utmost loyalty, lting its Demon Pill at the critical mont this ti...
In short, unless absolutely necessary, Wang Wu really doesn’t want to do that again.
"Let’s go! Let’s trust a stranger this ti."
Wang Wu, carrying General Xuelang, swam in the direction pointed out by the Human Race Cultivator, swimming slowly, fearing any traps.
After swimming forward for about two hundred miles, a vague mountain range finally appeared ahead. Oh my God, finally seeing land. At this mont, Wang Wu was truly tearful, never wanting to venture into the sea again in this lifeti.
Huh?
Wang Wu suddenly saw another fishing boat appear in front of him—just like the previous one—stationed a dozen miles ahead as if it had predicted their route.
To this, Wang Wu felt curious because since that cultivator gave him the correct direction, it indicated that they were at least not bad. But appearing here again, was it just a coincidence?
A mont later, Wang Wu swam over, and the fishing boat showed no signs of leaving. He even saw that Human Race Cultivator sitting on the deck fishing again, with a deanor of a high master.
Thinking it over, Wang Wu intentionally splashed water a few miles away because his Passive Concealnt would give a fright.
The other party had shown basic goodwill, so he didn’t want to reciprocate with malice.
Sure enough, the Human Race Cultivator imdiately turned his head this ti but did not put away his fishing rod and set sail to flee. Instead, he patiently waited there.
Soon, when Wang Wu approached a few dozen ters from the fishing boat while carrying General Xuelang, he stopped. The family also watched cautiously, while the fishing Human Race Cultivator said nothing. Only after observing them with a scrutinizing glance did he speak: "Are you humans?"
"Yes!"
Wang Wu answered straightforwardly, feeling no embarrassnt. Sotis a kind lie is more appropriate than an honest truth. Having t by chance and bearing no malice, easing the other party’s anxiety and fear seed just fine to him.
"Where did you co from, sir, and why are you in such dire straits? This vast sea is no good place," the fishing cultivator asked again.
Wang Wu had an explanation for this too. "My wife and I once served at the Seek Death Camp on the Northern Wilderness Frontline. Later, we seized an opportunity to escape, and by mistake, fled to the sea, wandering for years, enduring hardships, until finally encountering the fellow cultivator who guided us. Thank you! When we et again in the future, my wife and I will surely repay you generously!"
"Farewell!"
After speaking, Wang Wu cupped his fists and was about to swim away. This place is only about two or three hundred miles from the shore, not a big deal. As long as they reach the shore, things will be better.
The fishing cultivator didn’t speak further, and his family continued to watch curiously. It wasn’t until Wang Wu had swum a few hundred ters away that the fishing cultivator spoke up, "Please wait, both of you. Forgive my caution, but eting is fate. I have a few words to say to you, fellow cultivators. You might want to consider them before making a decision."
This was really unexpected. Wang Wu turned back to glance at the fishing cultivator and thought to himself that this person was also from the Gou Dao circle.
But if he doesn’t harbor any evil intentions, he could be considered a person with a good heart.
"Thank you, fellow cultivator, please enlighten us."
Wang Wu shouted, very grateful.
The fishing cultivator smiled, "I don’t know whether what the two of you said is true or false, but it doesn’t matter. It looks like you really don’t know where you are. Let put it this way: drifting in the sea is even safer than landing ashore, because this isn’t the North Wilderness, but the West Wilderness!"
"What! West Wilderness?"
Wang Wu was truly shocked, running from the North Sea to the West Wilderness, are you kidding !
"Yes, exactly the West Wilderness. You two are really lucky to have bypassed the Beihai Demon Race and the West Sea Demon Race and arrived at the border of the West Sea Bee Kingdom. This luck is not sothing ordinary people can compare with."
"What, the West Sea Bee Kingdom!"
Wang Wu’s scalp instantly tingled. How did they co here, did they go in a circle and co back again?
"That’s right, you two should have heard of the West Sea Bee Kingdom. It’s a rather unique demon country of the West Wilderness. The Sovereign, Master Jade Bee, is a First-Grade Great Demon, extrely cruel and malicious. It often plunders the West Wilderness Demon Race and humans from the frontier regions, throwing them into the West Sea Bee Kingdom for hard labor, extrely harsh."
"My family was plundered here over a dozen generations ago, suffered untold hardships until thirty-five years ago, when we managed to escape."
"Today, I primarily don’t want you two to fall into the hands of Master Jade Bee. Of course, if you don’t believe , I won’t say more."
At this point, Wang Wu believed about fifty percent, because the West Sea Bee Kingdom indeed had such a reputation. In order to gather top-grade fragrant honey, apart from the worker bees that have to labor diligently, there must also be people to plant the flowers.
"When I was at the Northern Wilderness Frontline, I also heard stories about the West Sea Bee Kingdom. Indeed, this Master Jade Bee treats other races like cattle and horses. What should we do? Fellow cultivator, could you guide my wife and to a bright path?"
Wang Wu was very anxious, not pretending in any way. Although General Xuelang said nothing, he also looked worried.
However, the fishing cultivator rely shook his head, "In this world, in the vast wilderness and four seas, is there really any place of peace? My family drifts like duckweed on this West Coast, not daring to approach the shore, nor venture into the West Sea. How difficult our living is, how can it be otherwise?"
"However, I dare not claim to be able to guide you to a bright path. After all, if what you said is true, since you were thrown into the Seek Death Camp, I’m afraid it will be hard to find peace even in human territory. If so, why not stay on the West Coast and be a fisherman?"
Wang Wu was taken aback. This person was truly straightforward, and honest.
"And how do fishern make a living?"
"Naturally, by fishing. I know you must have many doubts. To be honest, it’s mainly because, along the West Sea Coast, there are very few human cultivators who have escaped from the Bee Kingdom. It took a lot of effort for my son to marry, but my grandson’s future wife is still not settled."
"If you, husband and wife, can stay, firstly, it would provide so mutual support. Secondly, if you have offspring in the future, a boy can marry my granddaughter, and a girl can be a bride for my grandson."
Truly a simple wish!
You are a Fifth-Grade cultivator, but here, even a Fifth-Grade cultivator can only do so much. To capture an ordinary mortal, you’d have to traverse mountains and deserts, especially the Evil Wind Desert, or cross the Black Forest, or detour to the North Wilderness, through a whole control area of the Northern Wilderness Demon Race...
Thinking about it, it’s quite difficult.
Wang Wu and General Xuelang exchanged a glance. The latter was indifferent, while Wang Wu thought for a mont. Hmm, the honey is so sweet, so it’s decided.
Then, after hesitating for a few seconds, he asked, "According to what you said, there should be many human fishern along the West Coast. Besides, if I’m not mistaken, have you obtained the protection of the West Sea Demon Race?"
"Yes, indeed. To be a fisherman on the West Coast, how can you not offer tribute to the West Sea Demon Race? But this is also due to Master Jade Bee’s overwhelming power. The top-grade fragrant honey of the West Sea Bee Kingdom has always been coveted by the West Sea Demon Race, but Master Jade Bee prohibits trading. Therefore, the West Sea Demon Race has racked their brains, trying to establish many smuggling routes."
"We fishern are actually middlen in honey smuggling, struggling to survive in the cracks."
"Over thousands of years, these smuggling routes have beco a scale, and have ford their own significant power, but this power is not under the control of the Human Race. In fact, counting my family, there are only twelve human families of fishern right now."
"I can speak plainly, I’m not afraid that you two have ulterior motives, nor am I afraid of what kind of bandits you were before. I just hope to have a new human fishing family join, and also, being from the Human Race, I don’t want to see you suffer in the West Sea Bee Kingdom for no reason."
I see.
Wang Wu pondered for a mont, exchanged another glance with General Xuelang, then solemnly said, "Since you’ve said so, my wife and I have no choice but to try. After all, we’re already at a dead end."
"Good! My surna is Li, single na Da! May I know your nas?"
"So Brother Li it is. I am Wang Zhige, and my wife’s na is Qingxue, also with the surna Wang."
"Great nas! Please co aboard."
As Li Da spoke, his son had already lowered a small boat, now hanging behind the large boat.
Pretty cautious, though it may not matter to Wang Wu, it’s a good defense against usual criminals around Fifth Grade.
This must be the limit of what a Fifth-Grade cultivator can achieve.
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