"Dynamite Fishing" (1/2)

But that brief distraction was enough to kill.

Killing two ordinary people would have been child's play.

As the muddy wave rose, Xu Feng had no time to see what the man from Fisherfolk Village did. The world went dark!

Even then, the Middle Nine Classes Owl Button lived up to its rank. To Xu Feng, the deeper darkness was merely another shade laid over the blue-green world he could see.

Xu Feng caught the muddy wave bearing down on them from the corner of his eye. He did not need to look back!

With the ground shifting beneath his feet, Xu Feng knew before he could even think it through: he could not get away in time!

He threw his arms around the nearest mooring post, the one securing the Sheepskin Raft, and held on tight.

He could only pray the post had been built sturdy enough. He could not let the Yellow River's muddy wave sweep him away!

Whether he could swim or not, anyone dragged into the Yellow River at this time of year could forget about swimming back!

As the ground heaved, one plea ran through Xu Feng's mind: Hidden Virtue Blessing, Earth God, City God—protect me!

He did not even have time to recall the Heavenly Venerable's Sacred Name.

Boom!

The muddy wave of the Yellow River crashed down.

It might not have struck with the force of a mountain, but for a moment it left Xu Feng stunned. His survival instinct kept his hands locked around the post.

Then he heard voices calling, "Benefactor! Benefactor!" Hands closed over his, helping him hold on so the river could not drag him back.

Then they gave him a shove forward!

Yin Virtue Protection! Trusty Yin Virtue Protection!

It was not much force, but it got Xu