Chapter 251

... Master Chen, who had been busy for two hours...

A nasal male baritone echoed in Heng Xian's mind, and his gaze downward became somewhat bewildered.

Damn! These guys……are they practicing what I just said this morning?

Yu Qiuyi, Niu Wanli and the others looked at Heng Xian's 'clueless' expression, feeling somewhat smug.

Ye Hongxue laughed hahaha: "Thanks, we've also learned this incantation, but it's a fragment, right? The meat filling looks like mixed soil—what then?"

Heng Xian fell silent for two breaths, then pretended anger and said: "Then what the hell, shameless!"

He turned his head, couldn't help but burst into silent laughter, a bunch of idiots!

Seeing him feign anger, the people below felt a sudden surge of delight and couldn't help laughing out loud together: "Hahaha……"

The water in the pot boiled vigorously, and the fish meat cooked quickly as well.

The aroma from Heng Xian's pot was rich, brimming with spiritual energy; upon smelling it, he wanted to feast heartily.

Meanwhile, down below, perhaps because there were too many fish gathered together, they also emitted a noticeable fragrant aroma and spiritual energy.

Heng Xian glanced down and thought: This ancient site really won't cut off people's means of survival; everyone has a chance to stay alive and obtain an opportunity.

He took out chopsticks and began eating the fish on his own, then absorbed its rich spiritual energy to condense his Qi Sea.

The disciples below pulled back their boats, saw him moving his chopsticks, then also took out similar utensils, distributed them, and dozens of people gathered around a pot to start eating.

Upon the first bite, a fragrant, glutinous flavor filled his mouth, with a hint of spiritual energy.

Though the spiritual energy was only a little, it was already completely different from ordinary fish.

Praise rang out everywhere for a moment.

Soon, the three big pots of fish were eaten clean; some eager disciples even pulled out the fish bones and sucked on them.

Yu Qiuyi ate three whole fish, still feeling unsatisfied, and said: "Don't say, the fish in this strange sea really taste good."

"That cat-faced man is as sly as a monkey, truly don't know how he discovered it!" Ye Hongxue laughed.

Niu Wanli suddenly stared: "Have you noticed… a warm current beginning to heal the wounds we got last night on its own?"

Everyone checked themselves internally, then raised their heads, all somewhat surprised: "This fish can actually heal injuries?"

The round nun was most astonished: "Even my damaged Golden Core is already slowly repairing; the fish in this sea have the effect of a fifth-grade or higher divine pill!"

The group exchanged glances, then looked toward the "cat-faced man" on the giant, their resolve to learn from him strengthening even more!

This person's every move indeed holds deep meaning! This way, even if we are injured by monster attacks at night, we can heal and replenish spiritual energy with sea fish by day, and return to our original state.

The sea breeze brushed his face, and the sun somewhere in the sky began to tilt westward.

After the noon break, Heng Xian left the cabin, facing the sea breeze and continued fishing.

The disciples below, already waiting, immediately followed suit, casting their lines and starting to fish.

The two sides glanced at each other, each feeling a hint of contempt.

One thought his caught fish was rich in spiritual energy, incomparable to the other's!

One thought his side had more people and caught more fish, also incomparable to the other's!

At dusk, Heng Xian caught another fish, still the half-blue, half-white kind, but very large, over ten catties.

Meanwhile, as expected, the group below caught a basket of white fish. Those senior sect disciples, usually aloof and particular about decorum, now wore smiles of market vendors and harvest satisfaction.

Not long after, several trails of cooking smoke accompanied the phrase "Chef Chen begins making wonton skins" spreading around; soon the fish aroma filled the air.

Not long after finishing the fish, the sun sank below the sea horizon, mist spread across the distant sea, and night swept in.

The sect disciples began nervously preparing to meet the enemy.

First they hung up the "warding bell," then followed behind the giant, borrowing its "everlasting lamp" for light.

Over a hundred people held spiritual artifacts and magical treasures, divided into ten teams, strictly guarding all directions.

Meanwhile, Heng Xian on the giant had it much easier; he checked the "warding bell," "cold-resisting pill," and "evil-warding pill," then sealed the cabin, sat cross-legged, and refined the fish meat.

Not long after, the sea outside began to churn, and the frightening roars and fishy smell also drifted in.

The disciples below shouted rebukes, their incantations wailing together, very noisy.

Heng Xian glanced down midway; the sea still held those "human-headed octopuses" and "skinless humanoid monsters," but their numbers were truly too many, covering the sky and earth, dense and dense, making anyone who looked feel uneasy all over.

The sect disciples were initially a bit panicked, but gradually calmed down.

Especially Yu Qiuyi and Ye Hongxue, those Primordial Dan Realm experts, none were weak; even if they couldn't project their divine sense outward or manipulate spiritual energy to fly, merely using magical treasures and close-quarters slaughter could still unleash tremendous battle power!

They fought until deep into the night, but that monster monk never appeared……

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight appeared, Heng Xian left the cabin, stretched, and looked down again.

He saw six ships already somewhat damaged, covered in blood and foul-smelling juices, over a hundred sect disciples in a sorry state sitting cross-legged; whether anyone had died or not was hard to tell.

Heng Xian no longer paid attention, took out his fishing rod on his own, and began today's fishing.

Seeing this, Yu Qiuyi, Niu Wanli, and the others immediately split half the crew to clean the ships, while another thirty followed him in fishing.

Same as before, after fishing for over an hour, Heng Xian caught a half-white, half-blue strange fish, only its head was a bit larger.

Meanwhile, Yu Qiuyi's group again caught a basket of small white fish.

Then Heng Xian cooked above, while the group below chanted incantations to cook.

……

The fifth day entering the sea.

In the distance, still the sea and sky meeting as one, boundless, unknown when they would reach shore.

Yu Qiuyi, Niu Wanli, and the other sect disciples still followed Heng Xian by day to fish, and by night resisted monster attacks.

Only the monsters remained unchanged, always the "human-headed octopuses" and "skinless humanoid monsters"; to the sect disciples already accustomed to their attack patterns, they were no longer a threat.

The fish Heng Xian caught on the fifth day was so large that a whole one couldn't be cooked; it had to be cut in half before entering the pot.

Of course, it couldn't be finished either.

After barely filling his belly with fish meat, as night fell, his expression turned serious.

Today is a big day.

Close the cabin doors, sit cross-legged in the small room, begin cultivating, and circulate the heavenly circuit.

After five full heavenly circuits, the spirit energy transformed from fish meat surged throughout the limbs and bones.

He immediately looked inward, slowly guiding the spirit energy into the dantian Qi Sea, then proceeded to condense the remaining bit of cyan of the nine 'Spirit Rivers'.

The process was very painful and agonizing, but Heng Xian happened to be someone with OCD and a higher tolerance for pain.

Not only diligent, but also persistent.

Time slowly passed, when the morning sunlight of the sixth day entering the sea appeared,

The fifth condensation of the Qi Sea is complete!

Heng Xian opened his eyes, clenched his fist, compared to when the Qi Sea had condensed four layers, whether strength or amount of spirit power, it had increased by a lot, his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

He immediately walked out of the cabin, clenched his fist, and punched forward forcefully at the sea surface.

Boom—

The invisible fist wind, carrying terrifying spirit power, heavily struck a 'big pit' on the sea surface, immediately ten zhang of water spray roared upward.

The six small boats behind were swayed left and right by the waves, having slain the night's monsters, the disciples of various sects who were sitting cross-legged resting instantly shuddered and looked over.

Throwing a punch?

Could it be that the 'Cat-faced Man' has realized a new trial???

(End of chapter)