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Chapter 120: Great Hui
Not a cloud marred the sky for ten thousand miles, and the wind pressure cut like blades.
Chen Beiwu formed a seal with one hand, channeled his magic power, and cast the Wind-Repelling Technique. An almost imperceptible barrier of gentle wind formed over his body, diverting and neutralizing the salty, fishy sea breeze rushing toward him.
Ahead of him, Senior Sister Wan'er raised her head and spread her arms, letting the wind a thousand zhang above the sea buffet her sleeves until they snapped and fluttered.
At the sight of a flock soaring in the distance, Li Wan'er's eyes lit up. She abruptly accelerated the Flying Boat, turning it into a streak of rainbow light that scattered the flock of several dozen eagle birds.
"Hehe, this is fun! So much fun!"
As soon as she finished speaking, his senior sister suddenly reached out and grabbed a particularly valiant-looking eagle.
"Junior Brother, can we roast this one?" She turned to glance at Chen Beiwu.
Chen Beiwu said, "Iron eagles have rather tough meat. They don't taste particularly good."
"Then never mind." Li Wan'er casually tossed it away. Lucky to escape with its life, the iron eagle immediately beat its wings and fled into the distance like an arrow.
"Senior Sister, how far are we from Daxing Sea Island?" Chen Beiwu asked softly, his gaze quietly shifting toward the golden fortune above the Three-Colored Star Toad's head.
"Croak."
Lying on Li Wan'er's shoulder, the Three-Colored Star Toad suddenly felt a chill, as though something had set its sights on it. It instinctively looked around.
Seeing this, Chen Beiwu hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
"We're here. It's that island below."
The Flying Boat began to slow and descend, skimming over the glittering sea before stopping on a beach covered