Just as he had expected.
After Luo Xiu returned to the clan grounds, he immediately gathered the clan chief and elders and relayed Zhu Yin's words in full detail.
After hearing him out, everyone fell silent for a long while.
Although some elders suspected Zhu Yin had ulterior motives, even more of them believed:
"Even if it is a trap, can our current situation get any worse?"
"In the past, we merely lived beneath someone else's butcher's blade."
"Even if we fail this time, death is all that awaits us."
In the end, the clan chief said in a deep voice:
"We'll gamble on this opportunity!"
A hundred years later, Zhu Yin was still waiting where he had been.
A group of uneasy yet hopeful He Luo Fish appeared on the surface of the sea.
They had already decided to follow this mysterious and powerful Daoist to the Western Lands.
Seeing this, Zhu Yin smiled faintly and stored them within the Water Spirit Pearl. A small boat continued drifting across the vast Eastern Sea.
"The journey through the Eastern Sea is not yet over."
Amid raging winds and torrential rain, a small boat traveled steadily over the sea. Even as towering waves crashed about it, thunder boomed and lightning flashed, and all manner of attacks bombarded it, it remained utterly unmoved.
It was as though a deity protected the vessel. Wherever it passed, wind and rain retreated of their own accord, leaving behind a patch of peace.
Suddenly, the small boat erupted with dazzling divine light. Laws surged around it like tides, and an enormous verdant bamboo manifestation appeared, like a heavenly god descending from above, directly suppressing a massive Fierce Beast in the sea.
It was a monster covered in black fur, with four horns, resembling a