Chapter 821: Sea Mist Weird (2/2, Request Subscription)

The mist rolled and surged as if it had its own consciousness.

In no time, the mist around Fang Yue was suddenly pulled away, forming a vacuum zone.

The mist that left Fang Yue circled him slowly, forming a hollow vortex.

What's going on?

Fang Yue's expression darkened; he narrowed his eyes and stared intently at his surroundings.

The black circular wheel behind him spun rapidly, and black silk ribbons were passively drawn out, rising and falling like claws.

Whenever the mist moved, Fang Yue reacted instantly.

Whoosh—

At that moment, the mist suddenly transformed into a giant hand, rushing toward Fang Yue from the edge of the vortex.

Boom!!

In an instant, the black silk of the 【Guihuan】 behind him shattered it completely!

The mist-hand dissolved, returning to the mist's edge and merging back in, as if nothing had happened.

Fang Yue's face showed confusion.

Is that all?

If the mist's power is only this much, Fang Yue truly wasn't afraid of it.

His feet slightly bent…

Boom!! Fang Yue suddenly accelerated, charging forward.

The mist immediately shifted violently in response to Fang Yue's movement, trying to keep him centered within the mist vortex's vacuum zone.

But Fang Yue's speed was too fast—so fast that the mist's changes couldn't keep up.

In no time, Fang Yue crashed straight into the violently shifting mist.

Mist surrounded him in every direction—front, back, left, right—rolling mist that blocked all sight of anything ahead.

Yet Fang Yue's speed didn't drop; if anything, it increased further.

Because he had already memorized the structure of the Han Jiang giant ship and knew this direction led to the Steersman's position.

Feeling the violently shifting mist around him, after several charges, Fang Yue finally saw the Steersman's shadow ahead through the mist.

"Steersman!"

In three strides, he reached the Steersman's side and found him awake, his expression calm.

"Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you all to stay in the cabin?"

"Steersman, what exactly are these mists…?"

"No, these aren't mists—they're a Catastrophe-grade Weird, the Sea Mist Weird. It can generate a small amount of special mist within a limited range, harmful to human cultivators. A single one isn't very dangerous, but the special mist it produces has a unique trait most group-type Weirdds lack: stacking!

Through sheer numbers of Sea Mist Weirdds, this harmful mist's power amplifies to an extremely terrifying level.

Add to that the fact that Sea Weirdds always appear in groups. That's why they're one of the most troublesome Weird groups on the Han Jiang."

"So the Steersman has experience dealing with this kind of Weird?"

"Naturally. They rarely appear on land, but frequently surface on seas or rivers—I've encountered countless of them."

Fang Yue couldn't help but grow curious.

"Then how did you usually deal with them in the past?"

But to Fang Yue's surprise, the Steersman replied as if it were obvious: "Why deal with them? I'm just a ship. My duty is to sail to the other shore. Whether the people on board live or die—what's that to me?

Of course, you people on this ship are an exception. That's why I told you the countermeasures."

"What countermeasures?"

"Didn't anyone tell you? The entrances and exits of this ship's cabin are fortified with arrays, each designed for specific scenarios. Normally, passengers who stay inside the cabin won't get hurt at all.

As for strong cultivators like you who think they're invincible—if you get hurt by a swarm of Sea Mist Weirdds, that's none of my concern."

As the Steersman spoke, he glanced at Fang Yue.

The latter frowned slightly.

"Steersman, you just said the Sea Mist Weird emits this mist around itself, right? So does that mean those Sea Mist Weirdds are all around us right now? But why, whether I charged into the mist before or stand here now, can I not locate their true forms?"

"Isn't that normal?"

The Steersman looked at Fang Yue in puzzlement: "Do you know where you are right now?"

"Where?"

"A position where the mist surrounds you in every direction. As you move, the Sea Mist Weirdds move with you, keeping you perpetually lost in thick fog. You can't sense their location—or even their presence—simply because… the Weird aura is too dense! So dense that every direction is saturated with Sea Mist Weird aura.

In a place where the target's aura fills every corner, trying to locate the target by aura is inherently difficult."

The Steersman's explanation was long, but Fang Yue understood immediately.

In simple terms, it was like a dog trying to find its hidden owner in a room filled entirely with the owner's scent.

When smell fails, finding the person becomes nearly impossible.

The same applied here.

The Sea Mist Weird's aura had saturated the entire ship, which was why Fang Yue couldn't find them at all.

"Then how can I eliminate the Sea Mist Weirdds? They've already slowed our speed."

Since the Sea Mist Weirdds appeared, the mist had directly reduced the Han Jiang giant ship's speed.

Previously, because of the Demon Corpse's mark, the Han Jiang giant ship had sailed without obstruction.

Only after the mist appeared did the ship's speed drop.

If this wasn't resolved, their time on the Han Jiang would be prolonged.

On the perilous Han Jiang, the longer they stayed, the greater the danger.

"Impossible. The Sea Mist Weirdds aren't something just anyone can…"

The helmsman's words had only just reached the halfway point when he suddenly seemed to remember something, cut himself off at once, slowly raised his head, and fixed a sharp, intent gaze on Fang Yue before continuing.

"... No, if it's you, then it's actually possible to pull this off."

"What do you mean?"

"It's simple. The reason is that the Sea Mist Wraiths' location is right in the Han Jiang! All around our vessel, within a few hundred metres, the true bodies of those Sea Mist Wraiths are drifting in the river water. They won't stray too far, but they aren't that close either, and they've gathered together in dense numbers."

Within a few hundred metres of the river water?

With just that one sentence, Fang Yue immediately understood what the helmsman meant.

The Han Jiang was not a river just anyone could enter, and it certainly wasn't a river where just anyone could slay Sea Mist Wraiths.

But he was different.

Because of the sheepskin scroll, he could avoid the Han Jiang's erosion for a short period, allowing him to move freely within the Han Jiang for a time, just like the strange entities within it.

As long as he made good use of that time, and leveraged an absolute disparity in strength, he could resolve the trouble with the Sea Mist Wraiths!

"The only problem now is that beneath those rolling banks of fog, even if you know where the Sea Mist Wraiths are, the shifting mist will make you lose your bearings. The moment you leave my ship's hull, you'll find it nearly impossible to come back."

That was the most terrifying aspect of the thick, dense fog.

And regarding that point...

Fang Yue bared his teeth in a grin, and at that very moment, the helmsman's eyes slowly went wide, as if he had seen something utterly inconceivable.

He saw, behind Fang Yue, several hundred black silk ribbons shoot out like the tentacles of an octopus, rapidly tangling and converging behind him, and finally forming a... giant fan fifty metres tall!

"Helmsman, what do you think of my giant fog-dispelling device?"

(End of chapter)