On the azure sea.
A vessel shaped like the spine of some enormous beast sped across the water.
Dressed in a beast-hide vest, Teng Feng looked out over the side, a trace of wonder in his eyes.
He could not tell whether it was the unusual materials or the exquisite craftsmanship. Traveling over water should have met with more resistance than flying through the air, yet the vessel encountered none at all. Instead, the sea seemed to push it onward, making it even faster than airborne flight.
Withdrawing his gaze, Teng Feng looked toward the slender figure at the bow.
After a moment's thought, he could not help calling out mentally, "Senior, will I really be all right going to the Windchaser Tribe like this? They have a fourth-tier Sea Folk expert stationed there."
"What? Having second thoughts now?" Minggu's teasing voice rang directly in Teng Feng's mind. "Tsk, tsk-what did you promise her? You weren't scared when you slept with her, but now that you have to meet her family, you're afraid?"
Faced with Minggu's teasing, Teng Feng muttered, "That was just an accident."
"You brat, now that it's over, you call it an accident. Why didn't you say that while you were enjoying yourself?" Minggu sounded like a spectator who would happily fan the flames just to make the show more entertaining.
What a mess this has become... Teng Feng could only smile bitterly to himself.
Two years ago, the Yinghai Trading Company had tricked him into going to the Sea Spirit Abyss on a mission. Only when the mission began in earnest did he discover that their target was actually a Scarlet Flood Dragon hatchling.
After using demon-luring grass and a Dragon-Pattern Fruit to draw the nearby Scarlet Flood Dragon Hatchling over, the Yinghai Trading Company cultivators