Fishing

Everyone stared at Ye Qiu in utter shock. The atmosphere aboard the Flying Shuttle instantly grew oppressive.

They even watched Ye Qiu with trembling eyes, filled with deep disbelief.

They almost thought they had heard things—that they had hallucinated in that moment.

What had he said?

Go to the Central Sea and raid the Dragon Clan's lair?

What kind of mad idea was that?

Was it even possible?

The Dragon Clan had deep roots and an ancient inheritance. How long had it been passed down? Did they think the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons was a joke?

Besides, behind the Dragon Clan stood the Giant Dragon Clan of the Myriad Heavens. Who could afford to provoke them?

Rumor had it that the Dragon Clan's lair contained a great boon left behind by the Giant Dragon Clan, along with a terrifying Dragon-Protecting Grand Formation.

In the Upper Realm, it could be called the pinnacle among pinnacles.

Fighting the Dragon Clan a little was one thing, but actually battling them to the death and raiding their lair was something they did not even dare imagine.

It was not realistic, either!

Hu Qiming's first thought was to kick Ye Qiu off the Flying Shuttle and get as far away from him as possible.

If you want to go mad, go mad by yourself. We don't have the guts.

But he forcibly suppressed that thought. It was certain that Ye Qiu was no simple character, and he did not want to offend him.

"Let's return to the Myriad Laws Academy first. Right now, the Dragon Clan, Immortal Gathering Tower, and the other forces are searching for you everywhere. It's far too dangerous."

Old Hu earnestly urged him, speaking with all the patience he could muster.

Ye Qiu merely smiled indifferently. "It's nothing major. They're