Can't Things Ever Be Peaceful?

This sea was even vaster than Lin Jun had imagined. The giant ship flew at astonishing speed, at least no slower than an ordinary Martial Saint.

Yet after flying for a full half month, Lin Jun had not seen so much as the shadow of an island. Along the way, there was nothing but seawater, an endless expanse of blue.

He began to understand why not a single Saint Tier cultivator aboard dared leave. On this boundless sea, there was no way to find supplies. If disaster struck, all they could do was wait for death.

"Brother, fish again today."

Lin Jun was lying beside the window, observing the scenery outside, when a young man suddenly entered through the door. He carried a plate of some unknown species of fish. Lin Jun could not tell what kind it was, but he guessed it had been caught from the sea.

"You must think this fish came from the sea, right?"

The young man suddenly smiled.

"Beneath this Desolate Sea, aside from those powerful sea demons, there is nothing at all. These fish were brought from supply stations."

The man smiled. This was also why their large group of Saint Rank cultivators did not dare leave the ship.

This place was fraught with danger. With no supplies over the long haul, it was perilous beyond measure.

"My name is Yu Hua. How should I address you?"

Yu Hua looked at Lin Jun with a genial smile, appearing harmless to man and beast.

"...Lin Jun."

He could speak now, though the wounds on his body had yet to heal. Still, moving his arms and talking were no longer a problem.

The person who had pulled him aboard earlier had also tried to treat him, but afterward, he had simply left Lin Jun here