Following the Marquis of Wu'an to the Demon Realm to build merit and make a name for himself, yet before the campaign could even begin, the Marquis of Wu'an had fallen into peril.
Following the Marquis of Wu'an to the Lost Realm to build merit and make a name for himself, yet before the campaign could even begin, he had been driven away by Qi Xiao.
He had gone alone to Huai Island to wait for the Marquis and Fang Yuanyou's group. With all his talent having nowhere to be put to use, he drowned his sorrows in drink every day, sighing over the vagaries of life. But when he lifted his head in a haze of drunkenness, Huai Island was almost gone!
This was the largest island in the Near-Sea, damn it—backed against the Lost Realm, cradling an archipelago, vast in territory, home to tens of millions, and the mountain gate of Sea Fishing Tower, the overseas hegemon!
Could that even count as an obstacle to me?
Though Xia Yubai kept saying that he did not believe in luck, did not believe in luck—that the strong were ever fortunate—and had even challenged whether Marquis Jiang had lost a strong man's heart by not taking him on campaign, when he looked up in the tavern and saw a dragon crash into End of the World Terrace... he decided that perhaps he should believe in it a little after all.
This thing was damn uncanny!
The Sea Beast guarding Qing'ao Reef was quite formidable, but beneath Xia Yubai's sword, it was easily flayed and dismembered.
Yang Liu, beside him, felt rather uneasy. Did this drinking companion named Xia Yubai have some hobby unlike that of ordinary people? An out-of-control Sea Beast was one thing to kill, but why did he have