Ursula looked at him, the smile at the corners of her lips growing deeper.
Enough.
Of course it was enough.
A drop of the Million-Year Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's blood essence.
A scale containing power.
A wisp of pure origin power.
The value of these things far exceeded the price of finding Lan Fozi.
But she would not say so.
She would only smile.
"Your Highness is forthright." Ursula spoke softly, her pale finger lightly hooking through the air.
A pointer appeared on the scale.
The pointer was entirely dark blue, as thin as a strand of hair, radiating a faint yet steady glow.
Ursula removed the pointer and flicked it lightly with her fingertip.
The pointer became a streak of dark-blue light and flew toward the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King raised his hand and caught the pointer.
"This can help you find Fozi." Ursula's voice was languid and composed. "It will guide you toward the direction where Fozi is."
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King lowered his head and looked at the hair-thin pointer in his palm.
Its tip pointed in a certain direction.
Not toward the deep sea.
Toward the continent.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King looked down at the pointer in his palm, its faint yet steady light reflected in his dark-blue eyes.
The pointer's tip pointed east.
Toward that land unfamiliar to him.
"Human society..."
He quietly uttered those two words.
Then he raised his head and looked at Ursula.
There was no gratitude or goodwill in those dark-blue eyes, only the cold indifference of a predator appraising its prey.
"If you deceive me—"
He did not finish, but his meaning could not have been clearer.
Ursula sat upon her throne and met his gaze, the smile