Cocos Keeling Island, a stretch of sea to the southwest.
A fishing boat flying the Huaxia Nation flag was sailing through these waters.
As the captain, Ye Yuan
was currently in his own cabin.
He sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, assuming a posture resembling ancient meditation.
After experimenting over the past few days, he had reached a conclusion.
As long as he set aside a certain amount of time to cultivate every day, as he had before,
the violent emotions brought on by the black fruit would gradually diminish.
This proved quite clearly
that the Water Control Art had a strong suppressive effect on the negative emotions within his body.
This forced Ye Yuan to take it seriously once again.
Moreover, through his continued cultivation over the past few days,
Ye Yuan had discovered something very interesting.
As his cultivation progressed,
his five senses had actually become sharper.
It was something impossible to explain clearly.
Only after experiencing it personally could one understand just how mysterious such an improvement was.
At that moment, Ye Yuan knew nothing of what was happening outside.
He had no idea that his seemingly insignificant act of saving someone on Cocos Keeling Island
had caused such an enormous stir across Huaxia Nation's internet.
Nor did he know that some people had already bared their fangs against him,
waiting for him to walk right into their trap.
What he knew even less
was that everything behind the scenes had been quietly resolved by his girlfriend with a wave of her hand.
And he could never have imagined
that when he returned, what awaited him would be such a ridiculous and absurd experience.
On the vast, boundless ocean,
time often seemed to pass far more slowly.
The monotonous scenery and unchanging sights
were