Huiguo Attains Enlightenment, Linglong's Fury

Wang Xian was taken aback. He looked at the fearless woman in green before him, then at the dark clouds hanging over the sea, threatening to crush the great ship.

He shook his head. "No."

The woman in green reached one hand toward the sky, as if she meant to pinch out the endless dark clouds one by one. A crackling sound rang out.

She smiled faintly. "In weather like this, all the merchants and cultivators have hidden in the ship's cabins, praying that Heaven will spare their lives. And you, young master, aren't afraid?"

Wang Xian smiled. "Why should I be afraid of it?"

The woman in green withdrew her hand, as though she had just pinched out a flame. She smiled faintly. "Are you saying you aren't afraid to die?"

Wang Xian shook his head and said nothing.

He had just asked Kong Hai that very question. He hadn't expected that, in the short time since then, a strange woman would come along and ask him the same thing.

When death was only a hair's breadth away, who wouldn't be afraid?

He was simply someone standing beyond that hair's breadth.

The woman in green furrowed her brow, a wrinkle appearing on her face. She clicked her tongue. "Looks like you still want to jump in and try it?"

"Why don't you demonstrate? I've never gone swimming in the sea."

Wang Xian smiled faintly, stepped back, then turned and left the railing and the woman in green.

He had no idea what had suddenly come over her. What if she went mad and dragged him overboard with her?

No, even if the woman before him jumped into the sea, he wouldn't reach out to save her.

Because he wasn't Monk Huiguo.

The woman in green sighed. "I thought that