Cui Jiuyang stood there in the depths of the Sea Eye, reading the message left an unknown number of years ago, over and over.
What a wanderer of the vast seas.
Chapter 342: Acting
Cui Jiuyang had successfully refined the crab shell Canghai Ke had left behind.
He held it in his palm and examined it closely. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, and extraordinarily hard.
Something this hard was sure to offer considerable protection. Perhaps he could someday turn it into a defensive Magical Treasure, giving himself another layer of security.
Next, he tried to refine the Xuanning Water-Dividing Shears as well.
He currently lacked a suitable means of attack. Naturally, having an offensive Magical Treasure that looked so powerful at his disposal would be excellent.
Yet whenever his Spiritual Power was about to touch the gold-and-blue shears, a sharp, overbearing force inexplicably pushed it away.
That force was sharp and direct, but its source was rather strange. It actually came from his own body!
The force bore him no ill will, but it stubbornly prevented him from refining the shears.
"What is this...?" Cui Jiuyang was rather surprised.
Following that force, he glanced into his sleeve.
A salted fish lay quietly inside, utterly motionless. It was none other than Three Chi Seven, which, after swallowing an Asura whole, had become a salted fish with no hope of ever turning its fortunes around.
Yet the faint aura of sharpness was unmistakably coming from it.
"Hey, what's your problem?" Cui Jiuyang did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You won't even let me refine an offensive Magical Treasure?"
He simply gathered his Spiritual Power and tried to activate Three Chi Seven, wanting to see just what was going on.
The result was still like dropping a stone