"Blue Lake is the only great lake in the entire upper reaches of the Huai River. We call it Blue Lake; the people of the Snow Mountain Region and Northern Court call it Ice Sea Dharma Sound, meaning the Dharma Sound of the Ice Sea. Amid the sound of the tides, it can grant people enlightenment.
Unlike the deep, vast Jiang Huai Great Marsh, Blue Lake runs rather long and narrow. If one had to compare it, it is somewhat like Weishan Lake on the Canal, its north-to-south length more than seven times its east-to-west width.
The southern shoreline is smooth, while the northern end is fragmented and hilly, with many islands and patches of land scattered about. A small portion lies within Northern Court territory.
I do not know whether it is because the weather is too cold, but I have observed that, for the same volume of water, Blue Lake has fewer Demon Beasts than the middle and lower reaches—perhaps thirty percent fewer. Mm, thank you."
A gentle breeze drifted in.
The three boats sailed side by side.
Silver Medal Tiqi Hu Lixin worked the oars. Ling Xuan stood at the prow, chatting with Liang Qu as he casually accepted the small dried fish handed over by a furry paw.
Thump!
The boat sank slightly.
Ta Ta Kai hugged an oil-paper bag and continued hopping back and forth between the boats, handing them out one by one.
This was a brand-new creation following grilled fish, stewed fish, sweet-and-sour fish, spicy fried fish chunks, and all manner of other delicious preparations—Otter-style specialty small dried fish!
Vast Terrace was too dry, the wind splitting a River Otter's fur into strands.
After accidentally seeing herdsmen plaster cow dung onto walls and let it dry naturally into fuel, Ta Ta Kai had