Chapter 815: Reunion (2/2, Request Subscription)

This has become somewhat tricky.

If I keep running straight, I'll eventually encounter the Han Jiang giant ship.

But if I veer off course, trying to find that lone boat in the vast Han Jiang is like searching for a needle in an ocean—impossibly hard!

At this moment, another bad piece of news appeared.

【Fang Yue, it's bad! Your ankle bracelet is growing thinner by the second!】

Fang Yue looked down and saw that the ankle bracelet had indeed become increasingly translucent.

The ankle bracelet is the essential foundation for moving normally on the surface of the Han Jiang.

Thanks to this converter, I have the means to race across the Han Jiang.

Otherwise, even with the power of the parchment, I could only last a short while before being swallowed by the Han Jiang, my body sinking to the riverbed.

Think of a solution! Think fast!

Fang Yue frantically scanned his surroundings, sweat drenching his forehead.

The situation was already critical, yet he could think of no way to save himself.

"Parchment, help me! If I run this way, is it the right path? Will I meet up with the Han Jiang giant ship?"

Above the Han Jiang, aside from the river's mysteries, only the Han Jiang giant ship can move safely through it.

If Fang Yue wants to survive, his only hope is the Han Jiang giant ship!

He had raised his flag as high as possible, but no one knew where the Han Jiang giant ship was or how far away it was—no matter how high or urgently the flag fluttered, it couldn't draw the attention of a vessel whose location was unknown.

Under Fang Yue's urgent questioning, the parchment gave its foresight result.

【No.】

Fang Yue's face darkened, and he immediately adjusted his angle.

"What about this direction?"

【……No.】

"How about this angle?"

【……No.】

"Then what about this direction?"

【No good. The foresight can't get that precise anymore—it's reaching its limit…】

The parchment's text had lost its usual vitality, like a man barely holding back heavy sleep, his eyes almost shut.

Fang Yue's heart lurched—if he lost the parchment's confirmation of direction, he would truly be lost on this stretch of Han Jiang.

"Just tell me the angular deviation—no need for precise foresight. Parchment, snap out of it! This is your final prediction!"

【I—I can still do it!】

"That's it!"

Fang Yue shifted his angle and sprinted again.

This time, the parchment gave him the deviation.

【I—I foresaw it!】

【Deviation: thirty degrees, northwest direction!】

【Can't… can't hold on… gonna fall asleep… snore…】

Sleep? And you're snoring while you're at it?

Though some details were hard to ignore, after calling out to the parchment again, Fang Yue confirmed it had truly fallen into deep slumber.

From now on, it's all up to me…

Although he had confirmed the direction with the parchment's power, the parchment's foresight only gave a fixed point, while the Han Jiang giant ship was moving.

Without knowing the exact meeting point, all he could do was rush toward that direction as fast and directly as possible!

Without hesitation, Fang Yue took off running, like a speedboat tearing across the river.

This time, he feared that Han Jiang's erosion might cause him to lose focus and become lost again.

If he failed this time, there would be no parchment to save him, and the ankle bracelet's power would be completely drained.

So he focused every ounce of his attention, refusing to slacken for even a moment.

But soon, that strange sensation returned once more.

Everything around him seemed to simplify into blank paper—glance once, and he understood its essence, its origin and end.

The intensity of the current, the height of the spray, the speed of the shadows drifting beneath the riverbed, when he could shake them off… data flooded his mind like a tide, processed effortlessly and instantly, yielding final results that fed back into his body.

Fang Yue's mind became a precision computer—no information could hide from him.

This state of enlightenment left Fang Yue dazed, yet he retained a sliver of self-awareness and looked down at his ankle bracelet.

What had once been as thin as a cicada's wing had now dissolved to just half its length, clinging to his ankle.

Time was running out for Fang Yue.

He clearly realized this, and his enlightened mind instantly began calculations.

The parchment's vague hint triggered a flood of mathematical formulas in his mind—university-level math knowledge he'd buried in his mental trash heap years ago!

At that moment, the Han Jiang behind Fang Yue seemed to blur, and countless semi-transparent mathematical formulas appeared and vanished in rapid succession. Finally, after a precise adjustment of his angle, he realigned himself perfectly onto the correct course—and even calculated the possible range of movement of the Han Jiang giant ship if he failed to reach its predicted location.

This processing power… this enlightenment…

Fang Yue was almost addicted to it, unable to tear himself away.

Yet he himself didn't notice that as the ankle bracelet slowly dissolved, the Han Jiang's waters were creeping up his ankles like tentacles.

Simultaneously, in his enlightened state, Fang Yue immediately realized that even with his full speed and strength, he could never reach the predicted point before the ankle bracelet fully vanished.

In his normal state, Fang Yue would have had no idea what to do—only grit his teeth, rely on the parchment's power, and pray the Buddha would let him hold on long enough to reach the giant ship.

But Fang Yue in this enlightened state was different—he instantly recalled a Martial Arts scripture in his mind.

With just one glance, Fang Yue immediately understood every detail and mechanism of the Martial Arts, as if he had meticulously studied it day after day for decades, and instantly achieved complete mastery.

His leg steps changed rhythm, and frost instantly erupted from the soles of his feet!

The Han Jiang water that had been climbing up his ankles instantly froze into blocks of Frozen, which cracked off and fell back into the Han Jiang.

At the same time as his footwork changed, Fang Yue's internal force burned wildly, and he began gliding across the river's surface at high speed!

At first, his gliding speed was actually slower than his previous sprinting maximum speed.

But after one or two seconds, the stacked acceleration state caused his gliding speed to surge wildly, instantly surpassing his previous maximum by more than double!

The Frozen Heart Method burned furiously, supplying power to his legs.

And the newly learned step technique felt as if it had been forged a thousand times and tempered a hundred times, as if he had devoted himself to its study day after day for decades—it instantly reached the pinnacle of perfection, every movement and technique coming as naturally as if he had been born knowing it.

"Frozen Step Technique! I actually learned one of Lord Han's three primary Martial Arts—the Frozen Step Technique—in that fleeting instant?!"

"And with just my first use, I achieved perfect control, mind guiding motion—as if I had cultivated it for thousands of years, utterly ingrained in my bones!"

Sudden enlightenment! This was sudden enlightenment! Simply…

Sssss—

As Fang Yue was nearly exhilarated, the ankle bracelet dissolved completely at that moment, leaving no trace behind.

That state of ultimate sudden enlightenment, which had nearly revealed all things in the world, came to an abrupt end.

And before Fang Yue, the Han Jiang giant ship, motionless for countless hours, simply lay still upon the river's surface!

(End of Chapter)