Chapter 822: Fishing for Demons (1/2, Request Subscription)

The giant fan was formed by black silk entwined and solidified through the Ghost Ring.

Its driving force was Fang Yue's Ghost Power.

Amid the helmsman's stunned expression, the fan behind Fang Yue began to turn slowly.

Under the helmsman's gaze, the blades of the giant fan accelerated from slow to fast, growing ever quicker—until, as if returning to simplicity, it settled into a state of perfect stillness.

That was a phenomenon only visible at extreme rotational speeds.

Hu… hu… hu… huhuhuhu!

Wind howled from the fan, a massive pressure slamming into the helmsman's face, stinging his cheeks.

Behind the helmsman, the thick fog split apart like darkness cleaved by a sword, rushing to either side.

Rolling mist retreated to both flanks, carving a brand-new path—the view ahead, now utterly clear!

Giant fan: success!

But maintaining this level of deformation still drained immense energy, so Fang Yue needed to resolve the Sea Mist Ghosts quickly.

"You—you what is this…?"

Regaining his composure, the helmsman stared at the giant fan, utterly astonished.

Earlier, Fang Yue had used a turbine jet device to accelerate the Han Jiang giant ship—a strange apparatus he had never seen before.

Now Fang Yue had produced this bizarre contraption, capable of dispersing even the Sea Mist Ghost's thick fog…

You must understand, the Sea Mist Ghost's fog was no ordinary mist; conventional wind pressure could never disperse it.

Yet precisely, Fang Yue's giant device, merely generating powerful wind pressure, achieved this…

Seeing Fang Yue offer no reply but merely smile faintly as he walked toward the railing at the ship's edge, the helmsman fell into thought.

The giant fan was formed from the Ghost Ring's transformation.

The wind pressure it generated was naturally no ordinary wind.

With the Ghost Wind Fan clearing the way, its pressure pushed forward like a bulldozer—everything proceeded perfectly.

Where the wind pressure passed, the mist scattered!

Arriving at the ship's edge, Fang Yue looked down and saw that the waters of the Han Jiang, under the Yin-Yang Moon's glow, appeared darker than usual, oppressive in tone.

As for the Sea Mist Ghosts the helmsman mentioned, not a single one was visible.

This left Fang Yue puzzled.

According to the helmsman, the Sea Mist Ghosts should have appeared in clusters about a hundred meters from the Han Jiang giant ship.

Yet now, the giant fan's gale had blown across that hundred-meter distance—and still no Sea Mist Ghosts appeared.

Furrowing his brow, Fang Yue studied carefully—then suddenly froze, his expression locking in shock.

For he noticed the light reflection on the Han Jiang's surface was distorted, unnatural.

The water's hue differed… the light reflection was abnormal…

Could it be…

That the entire surface of the Han Jiang was, in fact, entirely composed of Sea Mist Ghosts?!

The thought made Fang Yue's expression turn grave.

After squinting intently for a moment, he slowly extended his right hand and pointed at the water's surface!

Sssss—

Dozens of black silk strands shot out from his back Ghost Ring, streaking toward the water!

But before the black silk touched the water, the surface erupted in violent ripples—dozens of plump-headed fish, semi-translucent with cloud-like wings, burst apart in all directions with plop-plop-plops.

One stone stirred a thousand waves!

As the black silk finally pierced the water, the entire surface erupted in high sprays—and patches of blood!

Though the plump-headed fish moved with extreme speed underwater,

their numbers were simply too great, too densely packed.

Like those who had lived carefree lives suddenly struck by catastrophe, they had no time to react—each one struck.

Blood stained the surrounding water; a few dead fish floated belly-up, while the rest of the plump-headed fish had already scattered, vanished…

No—rather, they had vanished into the fog!

System Prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Sea Mist Ghost】, reward: Control Power +10, Dispel Power +10, Lifespan +10 days.

System Prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Sea Mist Ghost】, reward: Control Power +10, Dispel Power +10, Lifespan +10 days.

System Prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】…

System prompts flooded his ears like a screen spam; Fang Yue froze.

"They're… Sea Mist Ghosts? A kind of fish?"

Fang Yue's expression turned strange—he had expected Sea Mist Ghosts to be something far more terrifying; now it seemed otherwise.

Yet Fang Yue overlooked one crucial fact: the Sea Mist Ghost's most terrifying, core poison mist had already been blocked by his mask—this was precisely why he had the privilege to stand at the ship's edge and attack the Sea Mist Ghosts.

Roughly calculating, Fang Yue had slain just over thirty Sea Mist Ghosts in this volley.

The number seemed small, yet the attribute point gains thrilled him.

An instant gain of over 300 points in dual attributes, and roughly three months of lifespan—this yield was astronomical.

Originally, Fang Yue had thought the reward for a Disaster-level Ghost like Sea Mist Ghost was disappointingly low.

But given how easily they were slain, their massive numbers, and their swarm-like clustering, this per-unit yield was entirely acceptable.

After all, one strike meant slaughtering a whole group!

Replicating the method, Fang Yue shifted the giant fan to another location and dispersed the fog—sure enough, he immediately spotted another vast stretch of water darker than the usual Han Jiang.

He smiled faintly.

Beneath the night sky, the black silk behind Fang Yue surged forth like octopus tentacles, plunging wildly into the water!

Swish-swish-swish-swish—

Boom-boom-boom-boom!!

Water splashed everywhere across the river, blood danced in the air.

Once again, Fang Yue's ear filled with a flood of system notifications.

"System Notification: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Haiwu Gui】, reward: Control Power +10, Dissipate Power +10, Lifespan +10 days."

"System Notification: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Haiwu Gui】……."

"System Notification: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Haiwu Gui】……."

Because he was better prepared, this time the number of kills was greater, and his strikes were more precise and ruthless.

After all, the first time he had no experience, and his initial strikes carried a tentative quality.

Now he fully understood what was happening, what the situation was — naturally, he struck without any hesitation.

By the time Fang Yue retracted the black silk, drawing it up from the river's surface, the Haiwu Gui beneath Han Jiang lay dead or wounded in heaps.

He recovered some of the corpses to leave for Chenqing's study later; the rest he casually tossed onto the deck and the river, making no effort to process them.

He roughly counted — this time, the number of Haiwu Gui slain was around… 100!

(End of Chapter)