Chapter 70 Cataclysm
Deep in the desolate sea, Wu Xuan and Wu Yue have been drifting on the sea for more than four years.
Over four years, he and Wu Yue traversed one deserted island after another on foot.
He had aged considerably; not only had the strong winds cracked his skin, but his own vital energy had also been depleted through repeated divinations, leading to his decline.
Therefore, even if he couldn't find the Wu tribe members left behind in the depths of the desolate sea, he had no intention of going back.
He surfaced from the water, looked at the horizon, took out an old jade piece to compare it with, and said in a hoarse voice to Wu Yue, "It's not here either, let's keep going."
As they ventured deeper into the wilderness, the number of creatures dwindled, and Wufei constantly sensed a faint, imperceptible force blocking their path.
He and Wu Yue stopped on a small islet. As if sensing something, he spat out an old tortoise shell from his mouth.
"Brother, let's keep searching." Wu Yue stopped him when he saw the tortoise shell, saying, "Your lifespan is running out. If you count a few more times, you really won't be able to go back."
"Why don't you teach me? I'll do the calculations!" Wu Yue stood up and said, "I'm much younger than you!"
"Sixth Brother," Wu Fei looked at Wu Yue and said with emotion, "When you were young, you would jump into the sea and hide whenever you saw Xi Busuan. Even your father couldn't teach you that, so how could I possibly teach you now?"
"Besides, I have a premonition," Wu Herring said, his chapped fish face flushed, "I'm sure I'll be able to figure it out this time."
He turned his head and looked at Wu Yue, saying, "If I still can't figure it out, you should take the tortoise bone and the sea chart back and guard the spirit mine with the second brother and the others. Don't come out again."
After saying this, Wu Ying murmured a prayer, and a divine power rose from his body into the sky, then entered his body through his Baihui point, flowing along his meridians to the tortoise shell.
A sound suddenly came from inside the tortoise shell.
"I've got it! I've got it!" Wu Fei excitedly pointed to a spot and shouted, "Sixth Brother, it's over there, let's go quickly!"
Wu Yue hurriedly carried the weak-legged Wu Herb on his back and headed in the direction Wu Herb had pointed.
As he swam, he instinctively resisted the urge and wanted to swim to the side.
Wu Xuan, holding the tortoise shell in one hand and the head fin of Wu Yue in the other, said, "Sixth Brother, swim straight ahead and hold on."
When they could swim no more, the sounds from inside the tortoise shell ceased.
As Wu Xuan touched this invisible barrier, tears streamed down his face, as if he were caressing the face of his ancestor.
He said to Wu Yue beneath him, "Sixth Brother, this is my stop."
Once you're inside, if you see any more members of the Wu tribe, be sure to bring them back.
After thinking for a moment, he changed his mind and said, "Never mind, you should ask them what they want."
If they're unwilling, you should find them a place to stay; we can't worry about that now.
After saying this, Wuxuan leaped into the water. He used the tortoise shell to cut open his hand, and the gushing blood flowed straight into the water with the incantation he was chanting, gradually dissolving into a thin channel.
As soon as the passage appeared, Wu Huang's chanting stopped abruptly, his dead fish eyes staring straight at the melted hole.
With a tragic grunt, Wu Yue took the tortoise shell and jade piece from Wu Herring's hand and swallowed them. He then stuffed Wu Herring's body into the passage, and Wu Herring's flesh seemed to dissolve in the air and gradually disappeared, leaving behind tiny holes.
The strong winds at sea rushed in as if they had found a breakthrough.
Wu Yue flicked its tail and leaped into a larger hole.
With a splash, Wu Yue fell into the sea inside the seal, and a fierce gale swept into this long-sealed land along with Wu Yue.
"Splash!" Wu Yue surfaced, swimming towards the shore while looking around. He discovered that this was a place extremely lacking in spiritual energy.
Wu Yue's tail swayed, rippling the water. He went ashore on the island from the side where the witch lived. With a thought, his tail gradually split apart from the bottom, giving birth to a pair of white jade-like feet.
His scales gradually disappeared, his ear fins retracted, and in no time, Wu Yue transformed from a strange-looking fish into a tall, slender, fair-skinned man, nine feet long.
If one ignores Wu Yue's somewhat noticeable webbed hands and his ears that are clearly folded into a ball, Wu Yue looks just like the ancient witch cultivators who now live on that big island.
When Wu Yue came ashore, Xuanwu caught a glimpse of this strange-looking fish-man. She quickly led Amu underground, and when they looked up from the underground cave, they saw Wu Yue transform into a man.
Wu Yue walked barefoot on the sand, his heart filled with excitement as he looked at the wooden house not far away.
He didn't use his spiritual power, but walked step by step to the door, knocking and calling out, "Is anyone home?"
The witch held her breath and tightened her grip on the child beneath her, remaining impassive.
A fierce wind began to sweep across the land, and more and more holes appeared in the sky, making the two islands rumble.
Wu Yue surveyed the place step by step, finding it hard to believe that his ancient people could survive in such a barren place.
He had thought that living on the desolate sea was bad enough, but when he arrived here, he discovered that there were places that were dozens of times worse than the desolate sea.
He looked ahead and saw a large island beyond the small island, which looked lush and green.
There seemed to be some tools left on the beach, much better than on this desolate island.
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As the gale-force winds seeped in through the gaps, Ji Rong and the others were studying at Wu Yue's place.
Ji Rong sensed the unique mixed spiritual energy from the outside world in the air and interrupted Wu Yue, who was lecturing, saying, "Old man, stop! There's a strong wind. Quickly send your people home."
Wu Yue stopped explaining, peeked out, and clearly felt that the atmosphere today was unusually chilling. He nodded and called to Wu Guang, telling the clansmen to go back.
Gu Qingqing stopped Wu Guang and said, "We'll go with you."
She turned to Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang and said, "This wind is very strong. Most of them have no cultivation, so it might not be appropriate for them to go home. Let them stay in our cave for the time being."
Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang had no objections.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and if left unchecked, those ordinary witch tribesmen might be blown to their deaths.
So Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang split up and moved the old and young of the Wu tribe into two caves, one large and one small.
Ji Zhuang carried the people back to their original cave, where Gu Qingqing stood guard.
On the other side of Jiaojue, Ji Rong carried people there. As soon as they arrived at the cave entrance, she saw Feng Qing and Jiaojue looking up at the sky.
For once, Jiao Jue ignored Ji Rong, who had brought back the Wu tribe members. Ji Rong then silently went to fetch more people, filling the cave to capacity.
After releasing the person, she walked to the tree and called out to Jiao Jue without any hesitation, "Lord Jiaolong, a strong wind is coming! Help!"
Looking at the cave that was like a dog hole to him, and the group of thin, ordinary witch tribesmen inside who were no match for him, Jiao Jue said irritably, "Weak ants, what do you have to do with me!"
"Hmph," Ji Rongfei said, perching on a branch, "They may be weak, but they can serve you."
Jiaojue turned his head to the other side and remained silent.
Ji Rong was not discouraged.
The situation is bad now; she has to get the dragon to agree to be her protector, otherwise she won't be able to go out and search for people.
So Ji Rong put one hand on his hip and pointed to the old and young in the cave with the other, saying, "Lord Jiaolong, they are weak, but they can live."
"Your descendants will be endless. I heard from Feng Qing that you love treasures. Hmm... you can give them some food and protect them. It would be good if they could mine for you later."
Jiaojue narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, finding it quite reasonable, and then leaned down towards the cave entrance to ask, "Do you agree with what this damned little bird is saying?"
The crowd chattered, and soon an old man covered in blood handed the child in his arms to a clansman next to him, squeezed to the side and said, "Lord Jiaolong spared our lives, so it is only right that we do some work."
Feeling satisfied with the group of cheap and long-lasting laborers he had acquired, Jiao Jue used one claw to protect Feng Qing, wrapped his body around the cave twice, and blocked the entrance.
Feng Qing raised her paw and scratched inside Jiao Jue's paw. Jiao Jue then raised her paw and brought Feng Qing to her ear. Feng Qing whispered in Jiao Jue's ear, "I feel that the time to leave is coming soon."
Upon hearing this, Jiao Jue's eyes narrowed and brightened even more. He couldn't help but think to himself, "That little bird has finally come up with a good idea. Once we get out, I don't need to rush to eat her."
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