Good Advice is Hard to Give, Mercy Cannot Save

Good Advice Cannot Persuade, Mercy Cannot Save

In just a few short days, a frenzied carnival had already swept through Seven Cities.

The cruel, brutal Endless Sea had become a free luxury buffet. At this feast reeking of seawater and blood, everyone ate until their mouths were slick with grease, their eyes shining.

Just like the Federation's gold rush in Kunwu back in the day.

Go! Go! Go!

Want money? Want a future? Want to live a lavish life, spending money like water?

Then go!

Go to sea!

The sea had everything!

It wasn't only the Chosen Ones, sharpening their blades for battle. Countless ordinary people, their eyes reddened by the prospect of profit, gritted their teeth and threw themselves into the hunt as well, scrambling to be first, unable to wait. Before long, every vacant spot aboard a ship became fiercely coveted, requiring payment and bribes to secure.

As for the bones buried beneath the giant beasts, the blood dissolved into the seawater, and the tenfold sacrifices made for every gain—they had all been covered by rewards a hundred times greater. No one cared.

As for the corpses buried beneath the Giant Beasts, the blood dissolved into the seawater, and the tenfold sacrifices made for every gain—they had all been buried beneath rewards a hundred times greater. No one cared.

Some even defied the Forbidden Decree, launched their own battered fishing boats, and charged into the sea beneath the cover of night...

No one cared how many returned.

Ji Jue expressionlessly flipped through the bounties issued by each city. At last, he could no longer hold it in and let out a cold laugh.

The bones, flesh, and tissues of disaster beasts were priced by the gram. So long as one brought back anything at all, even a single