Extreme Cold Sea Region

Xiao Yi held the azure scroll in both hands and came skipping back under the reflection of the Starry Sea, her deep-blue hair flinging out rings of cheerful arcs in the starlight. She tipped up her little head, her big eyes curving into two crescent moons, her small face flushed with excitement, like a little mouse that had stolen lamp oil—smug and adorable.

"Brother Lu! Sister Qingxuan! Look, quick! Xiao Yi really got it!" She raised the scroll high over her head. Beneath the starlight, the scroll glowed with a gentle blue radiance, as if she were holding a swimming river of stars.

Lu Changsheng and the others felt the mountain-like pressure on their bodies suddenly lighten. They all let out long breaths of relief and hurriedly gathered around. Shi Jingtian scrambled up from the ground, not even bothering to brush the stardust off his knees. He widened his bell-sized eyes and squeezed to the very front, his face full of curiosity. "Open it, open it! What heaven-defying cultivation method did the Sea God leave behind? Is it the kind where you can fill up the sea with one wave of your sleeve?"

"Don't rush, don't rush." Lin Qingxuan gave a soft laugh and reached out to tidy the messy strands of hair on Xiao Yi's forehead, anticipation likewise flickering in her beautiful eyes.

"Xiao Yi, open it and let us have a look."

"Mm!"

Xiao Yi nodded obediently. Holding the scroll in both hands, she carefully unrolled it bit by bit.

The material of the scroll was extremely strange. It was neither silk nor beast hide. It felt cool and supple to the touch, as if it had been cut from a sheet of solidified seawater. As the scroll unfolded, a faint azure glow lit up from its surface,