The deep-blue sea suddenly erupted with whirlpools of every size.
"Glug... glug..."
The currents spun furiously. In the depths, countless enormous sea beasts sank toward the seabed, and the already surging sea grew ever more turbulent.
Nourished by numerous living souls, Li Xin's injuries had recovered somewhat. He immediately rose from the water, knelt on the sea's surface facing toward Chongming Sect, and said reverently, "This disciple thanks Grandmaster for intervening!"
He waited a moment. The skies around him remained dark with wind and rain, and there was no reply. Only then did Li Xin rise to his feet.
The day he spoke Grandmaster Fu Qiong's honorific title, he knew the Grandmaster would take notice of him. But every Grandmaster was an existence who had lived for countless ages in this world. At that level, nothing mattered more than ascending to immortality.
After cultivating in seclusion for such a long time, even if someone called out, they could hardly be expected to respond at once. The Grandmaster had likely just happened to finish a period of cultivation or deep contemplation, and then intervened on a whim.
As his thoughts turned, Li Xin determined his direction and set off toward the Ten Thousand Viper Sea marketplace.
There were too few living creatures here. He needed to recover from his injuries first, then return to the sect...
Chongming Sect.
Inheritance Hall.
A sea of lamps bobbed up and down as scrolls slowly unfurled and rolled.
Having dealt with the trivial matters, Grandmaster Fu Qiong's scroll gradually dimmed. Just as he was about to resume cultivating in seclusion, a thought stirred, and his attention focused on a young cultivator within Sacred Sect's territory.
"A successor of Zhou?"
"And a disciple of my Sacred Sect..."
"Fortune clings to him, and the path to