Chapter 91 Going Against the Tide, Breaking Through the Waves
One, two, three...
The onlookers and those who were trying it out became numb.
Another one? Seriously? How come she's still trying to profit from this?
They watched as the little man on the raft diligently and steadily rowed the raft, turning it slowly in all directions, stopping after each stroke of five hundred or a thousand meters.
Then a flash of golden light appeared, and an object appeared in her palm. She put it down and returned to the starting point, repeating the process.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen magical artifacts and treasures were already placed on the raft. The people on the raft were busy picking up the items that kept floating over, but they had not yet stored them in their storage magical artifacts.
Seeing Ji Mingran collect more and more spiritual artifacts and treasures, the onlookers couldn't help but feel envious.
"It seems like all the prizes are going to her; we don't see so many elsewhere."
"It came to me without any effort!"
"Can her little raft hold all that stuff? Won't it capsize soon?"
"Whether it can fit or not is secondary. Didn't you see those monsters also went along with the prize?"
As various objects gathered and floated over, more and more shadowy figures swam beneath the surface of the sea near Ji Mingran, and they showed signs of surging toward the raft.
The people on the raft seemed oblivious, continuing to row, use the raft, collect items, and move around as usual, in a repetitive cycle.
As more and more items piled up on the raft, the cultivators began to discuss whether they were actually trash or prizes hidden in the prize pool.
You know, anything can float on the sea.
At first glance, what Ji Mingran retrieved were all very ordinary things, some even resembling discarded and broken trash, such as a chair missing a leg, a scroll with a broken corner, and yellowed paper that was almost dissolved by seawater, etc.
All the magical artifacts and secret techniques obtained in the prize pool secret realm are sealed and cannot be used. Only after leaving the secret realm will these things reveal their true effects.
It was difficult for everyone to tell whether what Ji Mingran had picked up was something good or trash.
The cultivators present observed the expressions of the Dingsheng Sect disciples who were also observing the test.
The disciples of Dingsheng Sect were to observe their eyes and focus their minds, sitting upright and solemnly.
In fact, the disciples of Dingsheng Sect who were observing the test were also unsure whether their little ancestors had picked up any junk. They were also wondering about it. But ever since their ancestors were criticized for practicing multiple Daoist arts, they had basically been like this, and their behavior was so impeccable that no one could find fault with them.
Although their little ancestor soon advanced to the Golden Core stage three times in a row, quickly slapping those who criticized them in the face and calming down the various mockery from the sect, doubts still occasionally resurface.
The disciples of Dingsheng Sect have now regained their composure.
The Little Ancestors team has entered the most crucial final competition. Victory is within reach. They must suppress their resentment and remain calm! Once the Little Ancestors win, they will immediately hold their heads high and show these guys what they're made of!
The sect jade tablets held in their hands vibrated incessantly, and all sorts of excited and animated exchanges now took place quietly within the sect jade tablets.
Dong Lu also quietly took a breath to maintain his calm expression.
Others might not recognize him, but everyone in the Eastern Continent would.
Just like the mirror Ji Mingran found at the beginning, these were all secret treasures of the Dingsheng Sect. For some reason, these treasures appeared one by one and gathered towards her, as if they couldn't wait for Ji Mingran to discover them and for her to take them away.
Nanmen Hong was buzzing about something again, but Donglu had no time to listen.
The message she delivered had reached all the peak masters of Dingsheng Sect and Yuanliu. Now, the messages received by the sect's jade tablet in her palm were like an explosion.
There's no time to listen to his nonsense.
I only hope that my junior uncle, junior sister, and junior brother will return safely.
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More and more sea creatures surrounded the area. Ji Mingran retrieved the last item in his field of vision, lost in thought.
She gathered everything into the raft, figuring it would become the only target for the monsters in the area.
Ji Mingran put everything on the raft, including the wooden dice, into the brocade bag and suspended the fishing operation.
A gentle breeze, carrying a hint of moisture, brushed past his nose as Ji Mingran looked up at the sky.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, and a storm was brewing. A storm at sea is no small matter.
Ji Mingran immediately set up a triple Vajra Formation on the small wooden raft.
The weather at sea can change in an instant. Just as the formation covered the raft, the sea beneath it suddenly rose high and then crashed down with a roar.
Almost thrown off the raft, Ji Mingran clung tightly to the raft, holding on for dear life.
Next, Ji Mingran was still riding a roller coaster that was going up and down at high speed. As the waves pushed him higher and higher, his head was being thrown around by the continuous and disorderly high-altitude drops, making him see stars.
She wasn't the only one suffering.
Boom! A large sawtooth gray shark was tossed about by the waves, crashed into the raft, and bounced away.
Various sea creatures rose and fell on the sea with her small raft.
Raindrops fell densely, mingling with the waves, and crashed onto the Vajra Formation.
This storm will last for quite some time.
The waves beneath the raft calmed down, but a shadow gradually loomed over it.
Ji Mingran raised his head.
The upright sea surface slowly folded over, tilting towards her. The dark sea surface was like a dark carpet being lifted up, and the folded upright half cast a shadow, enveloping the remaining half.
The suffocating feeling of being pressed down by the enormous object rushed over her. She and the raft were like dust particles falling on the remaining half of a blanket. All their resistance was futile, like ants trying to shake a tree.
The giant wave crashed down, crushing everything, including the fragile raft and the lone figure on it.
"Is she dead?" the onlookers exclaimed, feeling sorry for the person who had been swept away by the giant wave.
Everything happened so fast. Just moments ago, everyone was marveling at Ji Mingran's good fortune, but now they are lamenting the unpredictability of life.
In the first three rounds of the competition, participants who are seriously injured or encounter overwhelming danger will be sent away from the competition realm, but the final prize pool realm is different.
As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. Those who enter this realm will no longer be protected by the competition rules; once they die, they are dead.
The death of cultivators is the most common occurrence on the path of cultivation.
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The massive force of the crashing waves countered the triple Vajra Formation, leaving Ji Mingran unharmed as the formation instantly crumbled. Caught off guard, Ji Mingran choked on seawater, his lungs aching.
Headfirst, it spun and plunged to the bottom of the sea. Ji Mingran struggled for a moment before finally stopping its descent.
She was completely submerged in the icy seawater, struggling alongside countless enormous monsters, but the monsters were too busy escaping to care about her.
Ji Mingran held his breath, weaving among the various sea monsters in search of a raft.
The seabed was dark. After searching for a long time, Ji Mingran finally saw a long, narrow shadow near the mouth of an ugly, human-faced fish that had turned belly up.
Found it! Ji Mingran's eyes lit up, and in the next instant, he appeared beside the raft.
Protected by the Vajra Formation, the raft remained intact. However, it was struck by the giant wave and, with immense force, pierced through the mouth of the human-faced fish that was also in the wave.
The innocent human-faced fish perished.
Grabbing the raft with one hand, Ji Mingran pulled hard, finally managing to pull himself out before his last breath ran out, and quickly floated to the surface.
Splash! Ji Mingran popped his head out of the water and took a deep breath to relieve the burning sensation in his lungs.
That won't do.
Bubbles rose from Ji Mingran's mouth and nose.
Ji Mingran flipped over, lifted the raft with both hands, and pulled it out of the water. Before the next giant wave crashed down, he climbed onto the raft, drew his cane from his waist, and with a flash of sword light, the two ends of the raft slid off.
The Tenfold Vajra Formation covers the area.
Ji Mingran lay prone on the raft, paddling with both hands alternately.
A wave brushed past his fingertips, and he successfully caught it. Ji Mingran slowly stood up, his feet apart, knees slightly bent, his center of gravity lowered, and his gaze probing.
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"This is too exaggerated..." Guan Wangzhen stared at the tornado under the dark clouds, speechless.
The demonic beasts that were fighting also sensed the sudden change in the celestial phenomena, lost their will to fight, and fled. Shen Qingluo sheathed her long sword, spun around, and flew back, her eyes serious. "They're all gone."
They weren't the only ships in this area.
All the spirit boats of various sects encountered attacks from demonic beasts. The cultivators on each boat were busy fighting the demonic beasts and could not pay attention to the other sect teams nearby.
The ferocious monsters that were fighting them retreated one after another, and this strange phenomenon made the disciples of various sects participating in the test even more alert.
Looking around, another tornado had appeared on the sea.
Whirlpools appeared on the sea surface, and the ships suddenly lost their direction and spun wildly into them. The cultivators who were suspended in the air moved and returned to their respective spirit boats to help their fellow disciples control the ships.
The winds and clouds were unpredictable, stirring up the sea. At this moment, the giant waves were overwhelming. Even the spirit boat of the immortal sect, which was hundreds of meters high, was just a tiny speck in the face of such towering waves.
The sect's spirit boat accelerated to its maximum speed, breaking free from the whirlpool, intending to leave the affected area before the howling waves crashed down.
Her fiery red robes fluttered in the gale. Shen Qingluo turned her gaze away from the turning ship and frowned as she stared at the towering waves that blotted out the sky.
“She’s there.”
The ship was lifted by the waves, its bow pointing high. Shen Qingluo stood at the bow, looking down at the two people on the hull, her voice leaving no room for doubt: "I'm going. What about you?"
Zhu Shibai raised his eyes, his gaze meeting Shen Qingluo's through the dense, slanting rain.
Clear and firm.
Braving the raging wind and rain, Guan Wangzhen stood on the tilted deck, grabbed the mooring rope, and shouted, "Let's go! We'll go get her!"
A group of magnificent spirit ships tilted and changed direction amidst the roaring waves. Only an ordinary little wooden boat, passing through the shadows cast by the massive spirit ships, persisted in its course and suicidally charged towards the giant waves.
"Are those three crazy?!" the observing cultivators exclaimed.
"This little wrecked boat can't withstand any more rough handling; it's about to fall apart!"
"Do you think you can withstand the strange phenomena of heaven and earth just because you have a golden elixir?"
"A mere Golden Core cultivator? Does he really think he can move mountains and fill seas?"
The waves surged higher and higher, and as we sailed on these towering waves that seemed to touch the sky, the ship was already tilted ninety degrees. Under normal circumstances, it should have capsized long ago.
On either side of the boat, two streams of water pressed tightly together, as if the water were rising from the sea to hold back the boat that was about to be thrown into the water.
Zhu Shibai pursed his thin lips, gripped the rudder tightly with one hand, and held the other hand with his fingers taut and curled, staring intently at the hull.
The ship groaned and creaked under its own weight.
Guan Wangzhen gritted his teeth and knelt on one knee, pressing his palms against the ship. An invisible force emanated from his palms, pulling on the planks, keel, and mast that made up the ship. The ship maintained a delicate balance, swaying precariously but not falling over.
The ship turned sideways by the waves it created, standing horizontally on the sea at a ninety-degree angle.
Shen Qingluo stood suspended at the top of the mast. Despite the roaring waves and splashing tides, with all sorts of debris being swept up by the giant waves and flying everywhere, she remained unmoved, her sharp eyes scanning the giant waves inch by inch.
After an unknown amount of time, a clear, cool voice pierced through the howling wind and reached Zhu Shibai and Guan Wangzhen's ears: "Ahead!"
The seawater crashed down, stinging their cheeks. Zhu Shibai and Guan Wangzhen struggled to open their eyes.
Ahead, in the far distance, a tiny dot was floating. The reason they noticed its unusual movement was that, like the ship, it was moving in the opposite direction—direction exactly towards them!
A huge wave swept in, about to engulf that shadow.
Three streams of spiritual energy simultaneously flowed into the ship, and the small cargo ship instantly accelerated and rushed forward.
The distance between the ship and the small dot suddenly decreased.
At the same time, just before the surging waves crashed down, a figure rushed out from between the closing waves.
It's Ji Mingran!
The three of them were invigorated, but then they were all puzzled: What is she doing?
Another huge wave surged up, and Ji Mingran was almost upside down on the wave wall. The surging waves chased after her, but she was faster, gliding the raft beneath her feet and racing through the waves.
She glided diagonally across the waves, gracefully rising and falling with the tide, leaving a white trail in the churning walls of the surf. The towering walls of waves seemed poised to collapse at any moment, threatening anyone clinging to them, but she always managed to escape just as the giant waves surged forward.
She had now glided to the highest point of the giant wave, spun 180 degrees, head down, her gaze fixed on the small passenger boat not far below.
Ji Mingran's eyes lit up. He bent his knees slightly, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and turned the raft around, drifting towards the passenger ship.
An obstructive whirlpool suddenly appeared between the two, forcing the small cargo ship to adjust its course. At this moment, a huge wave was also created, causing it to tilt and plunge heavily.
Standing on the mast, Shen Qingluo moved slightly, like an arrow released from a bow, and flew away just before the giant wave crashed down.
The whirlpool affected the direction of the water flow, and the raft was also sucked into it. As Ji Mingran adjusted her response, a heavy wave crashed down, shoving her hard into the water.
The impact was so great that Ji Mingran plummeted hundreds of meters before finally stopping his fall by hitting something.
Before he could even process what had just happened, Ji Mingran flashed and appeared hundreds of meters away from where he had been.
Upon closer inspection, she saw that where she had been standing, a colossal creature had slammed its jaws shut. It was the force of this creature closing its jaws that had pushed her another hundred meters away.
Ji Mingran held his breath and stared straight ahead.
The sea monster's black, round fish eyes stared at her, its huge lips curving into a smile, a smile like a human's, complete with human-like teeth.
Ji Mingran was startled. How could this thing be?
In an instant, Ji Mingran appeared above the monster fish's head. He raised his cane high and then, in a flash, transformed it into a sharp dagger, which he plunged into the monster fish's skull.
The strange fish, in pain, flipped over and bit Ji Mingran.
Ji Mingran's figure flashed again, appearing in front of the strange fish's left eye, his dark eyes immediately fixed on her.
With the dagger in hand, he plunged it heavily into the strange fish's eye.
The strange fish, in pain, let out a sharp scream, turned around quickly, and rammed into Ji Mingran, but when the attack got close, the target disappeared again.
Ji Mingran used the teleportation array to stab the strange fish every time he appeared. The strange fish stopped laughing and started baring its teeth and biting wildly, creating chaotic air currents that stirred up the sea surface and formed another whirlpool.
The vortex leads directly to the fish's mouth!
Ji Mingran was swept away by the airflow and had to use the teleportation array to send himself more than 100 meters away.
His lungs contracted and suffocated again due to lack of oxygen. Ji Mingran endured the feeling of suffocation, and his cane transformed into a long sword, which he swung forward to strike.
The sword strike cut through the water and pierced the strange fish's mouth, striking it head-on, but also revealing Ji Mingran's whereabouts.
With a leap, the enormous fish lips appeared before her in an instant. She cleaved the fish lips in two, the flesh turned inside out, blood flowing out, making the already dark seabed even more murky.
He bared his teeth and bit at her again.
Ji Mingran twisted and dodged, but the fish monster immediately chased after him, its mouth opening and closing, creating a whirlpool that dragged the person who was trying to leave.
Ji Mingran was dragged along and his body froze. He was about to raise his hand to draw his sword and slash at the fish monster, but the feeling of suffocation had reached its peak.
It's best to conserve some energy. She looked up to judge the distance to the sea and made a finger gesture.
The powerful slash, carrying explosive force, also broke through the water flow at this moment, and the vortex instantly dissipated.
With a single arm around his waist, Ji Mingran was pulled upwards at high speed. His head broke through the sea surface and he inhaled oxygen for a moment before being lifted off the surface. His feet landed on the hilt of the knife, and after a few dives, he landed on the deck.
"You're back." Shen Qingluo let go of her hand, draped a fluffy blanket over her, and said as she walked forward.
Zhu Shibai and Guan Wangzhen were both soaking wet, as if they had just returned to the ship from the seabed. The two responded loudly:
Hold on tight!
"Let's go, let's go!"
Ji Mingran remained in his landing posture, but his hands moved rapidly in a series of hand seals, and the golden light covered the entire ship.
Before the continuous giant waves crashed down, the small passenger boat flashed a few times, appeared dozens of meters away from the waves, and then suddenly surged forward and sped away.
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"Whoosh!" The four of them leaned back on the deck, their eyes glazed over as they looked up at the sky.
The sky was clear and the sun was warm. If the four of them hadn't been exhausted, their thrilling escape would have seemed like a mirage.
Ji Mingran continuously used the teleportation array, while Shen Qingluo used a rope tied around her waist to fly on her sword, dragging the cargo ship forward at an accelerated pace. Zhu Shibai and Guan Wangzhen constantly channeled spiritual energy into the cargo ship to increase its speed.
After fleeing for a good hour, the small cargo ship finally escaped the turbulent sea.
Ji Mingran took out the wooden die, absorbed the spiritual power within it, and after the stinging sensation in his sea of consciousness was relieved somewhat, he activated both the Spirit Healing Array and the Spirit Return Array, enveloping the four of them.
The four of them, who had been in a state of utter despair, gradually began to recover.
"We've been really unlucky this time." Guan Wangzhen, having regained some of his composure, began to complain. "It's one thing to search for treasure like looking for a needle in a haystack, but to have the four of us get scattered like this is another."
"The sea is vast, and it's already a stroke of good fortune that we were able to gather enough in such a short time," Zhu Shibai comforted him. "Moreover, the fact that this situation remains unresolved means that the biggest prize is yet to come, so we still have a chance. Now that we've gathered enough, we can focus all our efforts on collecting more items."
"Speaking of prizes," Ji Mingran sat up, took out a brocade pouch, and started rummaging through it. "Look."
The raft was the first to break through.
"Is this the raft you've been carrying these past few days?" Shen Qingluo looked at the narrow raft, her eyes filled with pity, and said, "It's only big enough for one person to sit down, it's no different from a plank of wood, it's really pitiful."
"Oh, no," Ji Mingran explained, "It used to be wider, but I cut off part of it for surfing."
“Surfing.” Zhu Shibai recalled the image of Ji Mingran gliding through the giant waves and pondered, “Hmm, could Grandma lend me her to study? I’ll make a magical artifact that can be used at sea later.”
“It’s useless now, so you can take it.” Ji Mingran readily agreed. Zhu Shibai immediately set to work, placing the raft in a corner of the deck and squatting down to begin taking careful measurements.
Guan Wangzhen turned his head, his gaze following Zhu Shibai's movements as he examined the raft for a while before asking, "The raft you showed us? The prize you mentioned, is it the raft?"
"No, it just started rushing forward first." As her cultivation level improved, the Linglong Brocade Pouch could hold more space, but after putting in a raft, its capacity became limited, so Ji Mingran took it out first.
Then came the items retrieved from the sea.
One item after another, the three friends' eyes widened in disbelief: "These...you found all of these?"
Ji Mingran counted them; there were twelve items in total.
"Nothing is missing." Ji Mingran nodded in satisfaction. "Although I don't know what it is, since this is supposed to be a prize pool, it's always good to pick it up."
Zhu Shibai had already returned and plunged into the pile of items to carefully examine them. "These... um." His usually calm and aloof voice was filled with excitement, but he stopped himself before the words could be uttered.
He glanced cautiously into the air and whispered, "Come here."
Three heads crowded together, and four heads gathered close together, obscuring the sect's jade tablet.
They communicated through sect jade tokens.
The observers, witnessing this scene, were immediately scratching their heads in frustration. "Oh dear! So close! So close to finding out what Ji Mingran had found!"
The twelve items piled on the deck were divided into four equal parts, each stuffed into one of the four members of the Dingsheng Sect's storage artifacts. The cultivators could not discern which item was useful or what its value was.
None of the ten cultivators of the Daoist sect came forward to identify the object; of course, it is more likely that they intentionally refused to recognize it.
The cultivators could only record it first and send it back to their sects and families so that they could search for it in the sect's records.
After carefully putting away the items, Ji Mingran began to ponder. According to Zhu Shibai, the treasures she found were all sect treasures, and she obtained them so easily. Why was that?
Ji Mingran's gaze fell on the wooden die; she was still absorbing the spiritual energy within it and had not yet taken it back.
The wooden dice looked ordinary. Apart from Zhu Shibai subtly hinting to Ji Mingran that he knew they were extraordinary, the other two only considered them as little gadgets for Ji Mingran to amuse himself and keep his mind active.
"Hey! Come and take a look!" Guan Wangzhen, having regained some energy, slipped to the edge of the deck to lean against the railing and enjoy the breeze while surveying the surroundings. That's when he discovered something.
The other three walked over and looked in the direction Guan Wangzhen pointed.
A small box floated by, drifting gently.
The four looked at each other, and three of them stared at Ji Mingran, saying in unison, "Grandma, you're amazing."
Under six scorching gazes, Ji Mingran's palm faced upwards, and the box appeared.
Zhu Shibai said cryptically, "Just like I said before, let's not make any distinctions and just put them all away."
Just as I said, this is also a magic weapon that the Dingsheng Sect once possessed.
The legacy has been passed on, and it is only a matter of time before the treasure vault is filled with magical artifacts and treasures again!
Ji Mingran couldn't help but feel excited when he recalled the treasure pavilion from its glorious past that he had seen during the third competition.
If the treasure pavilion were to be filled with these magical treasures again, the spiritual energy overflowing from them alone would be enough to fill the entire pavilion with spiritual energy. Her room was located above the treasure pavilion. Therefore, whenever she returned to her room to rest, she could continuously absorb the spiritual energy overflowing from the magical treasures.
Rounding up, advancing to the Golden Core stage is just around the corner!
Ji Mingran stared intently at the wooden dice.
It is highly likely that these magical artifacts and treasures of the Dingsheng Sect hidden in the prize pool were attracted by this magical artifact made by Ling Yi, the founding ancestor of the Dingsheng Sect.
Most of the magical artifacts and treasures that were put into the prize pool back then were developed by this founding ancestor. Even if the rest were not made by her, they were made by her disciples.
Several generations later, the military and magical cultivators of the Dingsheng Sect rose to prominence, while the weapon-refining lineage of the Dingsheng Sect gradually declined. The number of spiritual weapons they developed was not as high as before, and they were no longer put into the prize pool.
The connection between the two was palpable; the wooden die was in her hand, and the other magical artifacts and treasures appeared one after another, rushing to find it.
After waiting for half a day until the sun set, the four members of Dingsheng Sect found three more items on the sea and put one of them into their respective storage artifacts.
After that, no more magical artifacts were seen drifting over. Zhu Shibai speculated that the number of magical artifacts distributed in each area was limited, and the number of Dingsheng Sect magical artifacts and treasures that could be attracted to this place had reached its limit.
The four of them decided to move to a different location every other day.
Ji Mingran remembered that she first discovered the area with the most floating objects, and if the situation hadn't changed suddenly, there might have been more after a while.
Perhaps we should turn back first.
The other three agreed and set off immediately. They checked the wind direction, observed the stars to determine their location, and then set sail.
Unlike the hasty escape on the way here, this time the boat stopped frequently as it sailed, waiting to see if any floating objects would come along.
Along the way, they also encountered spirit boats from other sects and families searching for treasure.
Among the sects and families that made it to the final competition, there were many seeking out magical artifacts, and they did not come away empty-handed.
However, the frequency of sea monsters appearing is increasing, and the spirit ships are attacked almost every one or two hours.
Ordinary ghosts and evil spirits are not so bad; sending Guan Wangzhen out for a flight will usually solve the problem.
However, the monsters appearing in the sea grew larger and larger, and their appearance became more and more distorted. The cultivators used all their skills to barely manage to fight them.
"Ugh!" Guan Wangzhen exclaimed in disgust as he fought the giant jellyfish. He also broke through the jellyfish's shell, and the eggs inside poured out.
Each egg floated densely on the surface of the sea, its thin shell twitching as if something inside was about to break through.
The scorching flames rose instantly, burning the dense cluster of eggs to ashes in a flash.
"Watch less." Shen Qingluo pulled out her fire spell and gripped the whip again. "It's affecting your mind." She lashed the whip at the octopus's hundreds of tentacles, binding it up.
With his other hand, he slashed down with a long sword, severing the hundred claws.
The octopus struggled and thrashed about, frantically heading towards the small cargo ship. However, it was no match for Shen Qingluo's blade; before it even reached the ship, its head had already been cleaved in two by the long sword.
Before its dark, hollow eyes closed, it turned to look at the person standing on the deck, remained still, and slowly sank in as it lost its last bit of strength.
Ji Mingran met its gaze and recalled the strange fish that had fought with her in the sea.
His brows furrowed.
Ji Mingran confirmed with Zhu Shibai again: "Is this really a real place, or an illusion or a state of mind?"
Zhu Shibai affirmed: "That's right. The Prize Pool Secret Realm has been searching for suitable locations throughout the spiritual cultivation world, designating an area as a base for distributing prizes for the spiritual cultivation competition. The secret realm does indeed generate illusions, but these are rare. Most of what we encounter are illusions that already exist in this realm."
“This has always existed in this realm,” Ji Mingran repeated in a low voice.
That's strange. These things shouldn't be here, in theory.
Ji Mingran's gaze returned to the remains of the centipede octopus and the jellyfish with different eggs that had been looking at her earlier.
These were all mutant species she had seen in her previous life.
How did they end up in this sea area?
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