Chapter 198 The Sea Breeze Sobs
As Zhong Zhengming was dragged into the abyss by countless souls, the Zhong family members lost all color in their faces.
Mr. Zhong trembled all over, his cloudy eyes filled with fear.
The elders were ashen-faced and staggered back several steps.
"This...this..." The elder's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.
Zhong Zhengming, the dignified director of the Supernatural Affairs Bureau, should have been under the command of all Xuanmen cultivators, yet he was thrown into the Blood Pool Hell by Lu Yao in full view of everyone.
What terrified them even more was that they hadn't even seen what kind of magic Lu Yao had used.
The Zhong family members looked at Lu Yao with a mixture of deep-seated hatred and profound fear.
They gritted their teeth, yet dared not take a step forward.
With a wave of her hand, Lu Yao slowly flew into the Earthly Fiends Reversed Heaven Book that Zhong Zhengming had hidden.
The moment her fingertips touched the genuine copy of the Earthly Fiends Reversed Heaven Book, she immediately learned the truth of what happened back then.
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Amidst the vast expanse of blue waves, a small boat cuts through the waves and sails onward.
Chu Xuanji stood at the bow of the boat, her black hair flying in the wind, her clothes billowing like clouds.
She used her spiritual power to stir the sea breeze, propelling the small boat toward the distant fairy mountain.
As we passed a lush green island, we suddenly heard a mournful cry for help coming from afar.
A dilapidated fishing boat was being besieged by three pirate ships. The menacing pirates brandished gleaming machetes and grinned as they forced the fishermen to the corner of the boat.
"Kill all the men! Bring the women onto the boat!"
The pirate leader, grinning with yellow teeth, reached out to grab the girl huddled in the corner.
Chu Xuanji's eyes turned cold, and the long whip at her waist was drawn like a silver dragon.
A crimson streak ripped through the sky, precisely wrapping around the pirate captain's neck, and with a gentle flick—
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
With a series of splashes, the once arrogant pirates were all thrown into the raging waves.
On the fishing boat, the fishermen who had narrowly escaped death stood frozen in shock.
After a long while, the white-haired old fisherman knelt down tremblingly: "Goddess...it's the Goddess manifesting herself!"
Chu Xuanji looked at the only girl among the group of men who was still in shock, nodded slightly, and the sea breeze propelled the small boat toward the island.
The girl's name is Zhong Ziyun.
Her face was pale, but her hands gripped the fishing net tightly, her knuckles turning white.
This was her first time going to sea with her father and brothers, and she had countless arguments with her family about it.
"Should women stay at home weaving nets and mending clothes?" she once retorted defiantly, "I'm a better swimmer than my brother!"
But reality dealt her a heavy blow.
On his first voyage, he encountered pirates and nearly drowned, almost becoming their plaything.
Only now did she realize that she was facing not only the unpredictable sea, but also the unfathomable wickedness of the human heart.
If the goddess hadn't appeared in time, Zhong Ziyun would probably have been kidnapped by the pirates by now.
She stood on the beach, soaking wet, listening to her father's scolding.
"Now you know how dangerous it is?" The old fisherman slapped his thigh and sighed, "I told you girls shouldn't go out to sea, but you wouldn't listen! If it weren't for a miracle..."
Zhong Ziyun bit her lower lip, her eyes red-rimmed but her head held high defiantly: "I'm going to go anyway! I'd rather fight those beasts to the death!"
Chu Xuanji was taken aback upon hearing this.
The girl's unyielding demeanor is strikingly similar to that of the young Yao'er who practiced swordsmanship in the snow years ago.
She looked closely and saw that although the girl had no spiritual root, she had good physical constitution and was a good prospect for martial arts.
"Are you really not afraid of hardship?" Chu Xuanji suddenly asked.
"I'm not afraid!" Zhong Ziyun answered decisively.
Chu Xuanji smiled slightly and casually picked up the harpoon stuck in the sand.
In the sunlight, the rough fishing gear gleamed faintly in her hands.
"Watch closely, this move is called 'Dragon Emerging from the Sea'."
The marksmanship taught by Chu Xuanji transformed Zhong Ziyun in just half a month.
When she encountered pirates again, the harpoon in her hand was like a silver snake spitting its tongue, each move aimed straight for vital points, and she was able to fight three pirates at once.
The islanders were envious and begged Zhong Ziyun to teach them.
“The goddess said,” Zhong Ziyun relayed, “this spear technique is only passed down to women, not men.”
The boys immediately erupted in excitement.
"Why should I?" a dark-skinned, muscular young man asked, his neck stiff with arrogance.
Zhong Ziyun recalled what Chu Xuanji said at the time.
The goddess gently stroked the harpoon, her gaze distant: "The scales are inherently unbalanced. Even with the same weights placed on them... the one that's tilted will remain tilted. Therefore, I will only add weight to the side with less."
Zhong Ziyun blinked, seemingly understanding but not quite.
She could not fully comprehend the deeper meaning, but she firmly remembered the goddess's instructions.
The girls cheered with joy.
From childhood to adulthood, they have heard too many "This is for boys" and "Girls shouldn't touch this," and now it's finally their turn to have a unique privilege.
"What's so great about that!" The rejected boys blushed. "We can fight pirates just as well with our strength!"
Zhong Ziyun made a face at them, then turned around and led her sisters to continue practicing shooting.
The sea breeze carried the girls' cheerful cheers, which mingled with the boys' disgruntled grumbling.
Chu Xuanji did not linger on the island. She cruised the sea like a drifting cloud, searching for the faint traces of the immortal mountain.
When she occasionally returned, she would always check on Zhong Ziyun's progress in martial arts training.
Among the girls who followed Zhong Ziyun to learn martial arts, she discovered a girl with cultivation potential, Zhong Lingshan.
Although it is only a mixed spiritual root, it can draw qi into the body.
Thinking of the perilous situation on the island, Chu Xuanji taught him the method of drawing qi into the body.
She instructed Zhong Lingshan on how to guide Qi into her body.
The sea is naturally rich in spiritual energy, and Zhong Lingshan quickly underwent a marrow cleansing and entered the Dao.
Of course, Chu Xuanji's instructions remained the same: the knowledge and skills must be passed down to daughters, not sons.
Cultivating oneself and casting spells—this could lead to immortality!
This immediately caused a huge uproar on the island.
The boys were so jealous their eyes turned red, and the adults couldn't sit still either.
Zhong Lingshan's parents knelt down in public, tears streaming down their faces, begging their daughter to reveal the secret.
“If you want to learn, go ask the Goddess yourself!” Zhong Lingshan’s face was ashen, but her voice was unusually firm. “The Goddess has been kind to us, and I will never betray her trust or her will.”
A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment.
As the tides rise and fall, people's hearts also subtly change.
The initial gratitude has now turned into resentment hidden behind the smile.
Whenever the men saw the girls practicing their marksmanship, a flame of jealousy would ignite in their eyes.
The old village chief squatted on the reef, exhaling smoke rings: "This goddess is going to disrupt the rules of our island..."
The sea breeze howled, and the moonlight was as white as frost.
In the moonlit fishing village, the men gathered in the ancestral hall, whispering among themselves.
"Why should only girls be taught?" A burly fisherman slammed his wine bowl on the table. "What were they doing when we were risking our lives at sea?"
"Keep your voice down!" The old village chief looked anxiously out the window. "That goddess's whip can stir up raging waves..."
In the corner, a thin fisherman suddenly let out a sinister laugh.
He slowly stroked his beard: "Have you ever seen a mother bird feeding her chicks? Even the fiercest birds will spit food into their nests for their young."
Everyone was taken aback at first, then their eyes gleamed.
"Brilliant!" the old village chief exclaimed, slapping the table in admiration. "Once they become our wives, will we still be afraid of not being able to get any information out of them?"
They immediately agreed that from tomorrow onwards, each family should show concern and care for the girl who practices martial arts.
The younger ones should be treated with even greater courtesy.
Once the rice is cooked and they become wives and mothers, why would they be afraid that the women wouldn't pass on their unique skills to their husbands and sons?
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