Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Qin Yu stood in front of the cabin window. When he looked at the giant beast that broke through the sea water in front of them, he furrowed his eyebrows. "There's going to be trouble."

Mian Ya leaned against him. She shivered in fear. Even though the great beast was a long distance away from her, its aura still placed a terrifying suppression on her.

This was a crushing feeling that came from the bloodline level!

Qin Yu saw the might of the great ship for the first time. It wasn't just a tool that was used to navigate the Cold Sea, but also a powerful mobile fortress.

The ramming angles of the bow and stern became a terrifying killing device. Each time it collided against the giant beast it would tear open a massive wound, causing an incalculable amount of blood loss.

Of course, these so-called massive wounds were only in the judgment of the abyssal demons. To this shockingly large beast, while they weren't small wounds, they actually weren't anything serious.

Two days later, after the ship escaped the attack of this unknown great beast, things returned to tranquility once again.

The black waters were as calm and flat as a mirror, a strange sight with no waves.

The ship came to a stop. It had suffered severe damage and had no choice but to pause for repairs.

And now there were barely more than 2000 brigands left on the ship. During these last two days, several hundred people had perished to the slaughter of the giant beast.

Those that survived certainly had a harvest. The blood of the giant beast that splashed down, its scales and flesh, all of these things were extremely precious treasures.

But no matter how tempting a harvest, one still needed their life for any of it to have meaning. Otherwise, everything they had in their hands would be equal to zero.

The atmosphere on the ship became terse and tense. The voices that opposed continuing forward were getting increasingly loud. Almost half of the brigands requested to return to land.

Although it hadn't yet been brought to light, news about the 'changing sea' had started to spread out in secret. It caused fear to cross the faces of countless people.

The meeting in the cabin convened once again. But this time only five people attended. During the slaughter with the giant beast, one of them had fallen into the Cold Sea. No one was able to save him and they could only watch on helplessly as he sank to the seabed.

The atmosphere was even more constrained.

If there was something that could move Casting Sea's heart, disrupting his previous plans and forcing him to go to sea ahead of schedule, of course it was a large business.

After completing this business, the income would be enough for them to enjoy for years. So everyone had agreed in advance to venture deep into the Cold Sea.

But the changing sea had appeared!

Casting Sea could sense the shifting mentality of his subordinates. He could understand their viewpoint so he didn't say much about it. He glanced around and said, "Wait a moment."

After speaking, he got up and left the cabin to stand behind the railing. The view here was good and he had a panoramic angle of the whole ship.

Of course, since this place had such a good viewpoint, it also meant that eyes from all over could easily fall on him too.

Casting Sea could feel eyes of anxiety and unease, even harboring a trace of bloodlust. But he remained calm. In order to become a ship captain, the storms he had experienced in his lifetime had tempered him and given him an incomparably strong will.

And at this time, his attention wasn't on these eyes that stared at him from all around…Casting Sea's eyes were always looking in one direction.

But what was disappointing was that there was not even the slightest response. Since that was the case…Casting Sea took a deep breath in and exhaled. He turned and walked back into the cabin, saying with a blank face, "Continue forward."

Within the cabin, Lynx and the others changed their complexions. However, they didn't say much else.

This was the prestige that Casting Sea had built up throughout the years using his strength and truth.

After the repairs were finished, the ship continued forward. A wave of opposition appeared to this, but it was quickly suppressed.

The method of suppression was brutal. Anyone that dared to cause trouble was directly beheaded, their blood dyeing the deck red.

The sounds of argument vanished from the ship. But Casting Sea and the others knew that the true danger often occurred during the silence.

And facts proved that their thoughts weren't wrong. On the pitch black ship where it was hard to distinguish day from night, a mutiny occurred.

Casting Sea survived. But, he had personally beheaded one of his most trusted subordinates.

So inside the cabin, there were only four people remaining to attend the meeting. Casting Sea had a cold expression. "Continue forward. If anyone disagrees, you are welcome to continue trying to kill me."

Lynx found him but he didn't give any explanation. Even though she was the only woman beside him, Casting Sea had never shown any closeness with her.

Black skies, black seas, a large ship covered with scars continued forward in lonely isolation. The ice cold chill in the air reached a peak. A thick layer of ice gradually covered the hull of the ship, turning it as black as the water.

It also covered everything above.

So those that lived on the ship lived on the ice. But there was something that left everyone puzzled. Since it was so cold here, why hadn't the sea below frozen over?

Mian Ya fell unconscious. Even with Qin Yu's heat, it still wasn't enough to help her completely resist the invasion of the cold.

Luckily, there was King Mystery. The might of an Abyssal True King really couldn't be underestimated. The terrifyingly low temperature of the Cold Sea had no visible effect on him.

He fed Mian Ya some kind of unknown fruit. It was red in color and glowed. After eating it, Mian Ya woke up and a trace of blood appeared on her pale cheeks.

"This fruit can temporarily help her resist the invasion of the chill. But its effects will only last for three days." King Mystery looked at Qin Yu. "Although I still have some more on hand, the deeper we go in the Cold Sea, the stronger the chill will become. The effects of the fruit will constantly weaken."

This was to remind Qin Yu that if they continued forward, there really was a chance she could die.

Qin Yu nodded. He suddenly said, "Senior seems to be familiar with the Cold Sea?"

King Mystery responded, "An Abyssal True King is impregnable to all evils. This is an ability entrusted to us by the abyss' will. You will understand in time."

To be blunt, this was an ability of Abyssal True Kings. If he didn't understand then there was no need to ask about it.

This old thing, even though he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually burning with impatience.

And this impatience just happened to prove that Qin Yu's words seemed to touch something.

Could it be that the Nether Royal Bloodline, which had vanished from the abyss, was hiding in the Cold Sea around them?

King Mystery didn't speak, but he thought that Qin Yu's expression was incomparably repugnant right now. This boy's nose was quite keen. In all fairness, he hadn't exposed anything, but a flaw had still been discovered.

This caused him to regret not thinking things over before giving the fruit to Mian Ya…he should have watched her freeze to death!

That's right, Qin Yu's guess was correct. The Nether Royal Bloodline was hiding here, in the terrifying Cold Sea that was said to be in the deepest parts of the abyss.

Because only this place could barely suppress the inherited power of the Nether Royal Bloodline, the rampaging and uncontrollable power of fire.

Qin Yu looked at King Mystery's ugly complexion and smiled. "So in this way, I guess Casting Sea saw you last time too."

He rubbed his chin. "With the Nether Royal Bloodline's strength, controlling a few large ships that enter and leave the Cold Sea should be simple, right?"

King Mystery was expressionless. He glanced at Qin Yu and walked away, sitting in a corner and closing his eyes.

But his attitude had already indicated more than enough.

Qin Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light and his lips curved up for a moment before he calmed himself back down. He was not afraid of the Nether Royal Bloodline, no matter how terrifying their power was…because King Mystery was his shield.

This old fellow definitely wouldn't hope that such a shameful thing would be discovered. As a result, the one who wanted to meet them the least was actually King Mystery.

But Qin Yu feared this old fellow's plans would all be for naught.

He looked back at Mian Ya and at the layer of black ice that covered the ship. He let out a gentle breath.

He seemed to have underestimated the strength of the Cold Sea. If it weren't for the fact that the Nether Royal Bloodline just happened to be here, things would definitely have become troublesome.

"Senior, I'll have to bother you with contacting your family."

King Mystery's eyes opened. When he saw the radiantly smiling Qin Yu, he wished he could punch out a fist and hammer him into the ground!

…

Casting Sea panicked! Before it was said that even brigands feared death, so even though he was the leader of the brigands, he still couldn't be as calm and steady as a mountain.

He certainly knew that he was walking on a tight wire rope. With his superb skill he shouldn't fall off…but what if the wire rope snapped in half?

The fate that awaited him in the end was to be smashed into pieces.

Now, Casting Sea even slept with his eyes open. He couldn't even eat his meals. As long as he continued, he even had to hold his breath. Because he had no idea who wanted to kill him, let alone what methods they would use.

He couldn't trust anyone. He even had to keep his guard and distance against Lynx who crawled on his bed.

Because the more a person was tempered by life and death experiences, the more they knew that beneath the shadow of death, people were capable of anything.

If he had a choice, he would have already issued an order to head back. How could he not know the terror of a changing sea? Who cared how large the business was? If he didn't even have a life to enjoy the rewards, all else became meaningless.

But he couldn't.

Because King Mystery was on this ship.

When they boarded the ship they had seen each other. With just a glance, Casting Sea had determined his status. But since King Mystery didn't indicate any intent to reveal his status, he could only remain silent.

On the surface, to everyone's eyes, Casting Sea was the highest wielder of authority on the ship. But because King Mystery appeared, he was now nothing more than a puppet.

Without King Mystery's order, he didn't dare to issue the order to return.

Creak –

The cabin door was shoved open. The layers of ice rubbed against each other, emitting a harsh and grating sound. Lynx walked in with a slightly pale face. This far in, even she was somewhat unable to resist the invasion of the chilly air.

So she clearly knew the present condition of the others on the ship.

If they continued to advance deeper into the depths of the Cold Sea, everyone would die here. Since everyone was going to die, people definitely wouldn't choose to die in this kind of humiliating way.

A 'volcano' would erupt at any moment. As for Casting Sea who sat atop it, even if he was the greatest powerhouse on the ship he would still be burnt to ashes.

"Casting Sea, no matter what you are thinking, we have to return to port. Unless you want to drag us all down with you."

The cabin remained silent. Casting Sea looked at her, his gaze still indifferent. "You don't understand."

"I indeed don't understand, but this isn't the way you normally act. If you have a problem, then tell me; maybe I can help you." Lynx said, staring at him.

Casting Sea said without expression, "There's nothing–"

His voice suddenly stopped and he hurriedly stepped out of the cabin, arriving on the observation deck.

He grabbed the railing with both hands. Ice cracked and fell as his hands clenched tight.

Lynx hurried up behind him, "What's happening?"

Casting Sea took a deep breath and looked away. "Send out orders, turn course, head north to southeast." After a brief hesitation, he glanced at Lynx and his tone softened a little, "Get ready, we're about to return."

He had finally received King Mystery's order!