Red Sky

Inside the statue of the Mother-of-Pearl Goddess, there was no core formed from the condensation of Incense and Fire Prayer Power; instead, there was a rich Qi of Morality, like solidified amber.

The aura emanated a warm, pale gold color, as heavy as ancient jade that had been aged for thousands of years, quietly residing within the statue's chest cavity, undulating with the rise and fall of the waves.

"It's truly rare that morality related to education can evolve after a person dies."

Hu Mang himself had been the Thunder God, so he naturally knew that ordinary deities could at most evolve divinity, which had nothing to do with the evolution of "morality".

First become a master, then a god?

Regardless of why this lady came to the East Sea Xian Island, one should judge a person by their actions, not their intentions. In terms of spiritual cultivation and education, she is truly outstanding.

Moreover, the female immortal's name was Sun Yinghai, which Hu Mang quickly recalled thanks to his photographic memory.

The first group of compilers of "Myriad Methods Return to the Source"

Even with his limited political knowledge, Hu Mang could identify which faction she belonged to.

This generation's Luo Lord, Ming Jianxin and took charge of compiling the latest edition of "Myriad Methods Return to the Source".

Those who achieve something in the group that cultivates morality are basically from the education sector and those who work on reforming Cultivation Method.

"The previous 'Bodhi State of Mind' could be considered an improved Cultivation Method. If this Lust Abstinence Software is successful again, does that mean I've also cultivated morality?"

Hu Mang suddenly had an idea.

After the incense was burned, the heavy atmosphere immediately eased considerably. While riding the fox- Hu Mang, Zhu Nu chattered away with the other party, revealing everything she knew about the Crimson Blood Tide without even needing the Hu Mang to elicit information.

"So, the reason this Crimson Blood Tide was activated was because of the people from Heavenly Gate?"

"Yes, I overheard Mom saying that we should take advantage of the remaining time and quickly call over our third, fourth, and fifth aunts to make a fortune."

However, Xiao Zhu soon showed a distressed expression.

"However, my mother won't allow me to go to the Dragon Blood Tide. She says my cultivation level is too low and I'm likely to get into trouble."

"Your cultivation level is not high."

Hu Mang honestly stated that, aside from the fact that the other party was a temple priest of the Mother-of-Pearl Goddess, this guy's cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

As for Xiao Zhu's mother, she is the island lord of Jellyfish Island, one of the Eighteen Outer Islands. She is a true thousand-year-old clam spirit, but she only developed her consciousness in the last hundred years. She understands cultivation and gave birth to five pearl maidens, with Xiao Zhu being the youngest.

"Hmph! My mother won't let me go, but I'll go by myself," Xiao Zhu's eyes darted around, and she pleaded with Hu Mang, "Please take me with you, okay? You're a monster from Heavenly Gate, your cultivation must be very high and powerful, right?"

"Oh, so you wanted me to take you to the Dragon Blood Tide, that's why you called me ashore," Hu Mang said, suddenly realizing.

"That's right, among all the monsters of my generation that I know, none are as powerful as you. I can smell the powerful Yao Qi emanating from you," Xiao Zhu, wrinkling her nose to reveal her beautiful cat-like markings.

Zhu Nu was indeed born with keen senses.

Hu Mang sighed.

Actually, I'm not that great.

"You're talking nonsense! You're from Heavenly Gate!"

"Who told you that just because someone comes from Heavenly Gate, they're necessarily powerful?"

"That's what my mother said. She said that everyone in Heavenly Gate is now at the Golden Core stage, Nascent Soul stage cultivators are everywhere."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration. If it were really that powerful, how come I only have two Golden Core cultivators on my ship?" Hu Mang retorted.

Moreover, while the Heavenly Gate people are highly skilled, whether they are truly powerful is another matter.

Hu Mang still remembers how fast the Golden Core cultivators who were scared away by Wang Zeyu's "cow and horse disease" fled.

He was completely stunned by their gaze.

"Don't worry, I'm not going alone. I've invited several friends to go with me!"

Hu Mang soon met the friends the other party mentioned: a seaweed spirit whose head had transformed into a human shape, a shrimp spirit with a pointed head, a crab spirit whose pincers had not successfully transformed, and the only one in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage was a dragon-human, with a strong body, handsome features, and two small branching horns on its head.

Through the Heavenly Devil Field, Hu Mang could easily sense the apprehension and a hint of hostility in the eyes of the other party looking at him.

Is this one of Zhu Nu's suitors? Is it an interspecies romance?

Moreover, after sensing the concentration of Jiaoren bloodline in the other party, Hu Mang easily concluded that this was most likely a descendant of some island lord.

However, to avoid some dramatic conflict, Hu Mang did not react on the surface, but secretly activated the Heavenly Devil Field and transformed from demon to Buddha, subtly changing the aura on his body. The hostile emotions from the Jiaoren were subtly guided by the Heavenly Devil Field and transferred to the illusory image of Wisdom King Aizen floating behind him.

Soon, the dragon-man nicknamed Third Prince's eyes glazed over for a moment, but when he looked at Hu Mang again, his gaze became much clearer, and he even showed a friendly smile.

Hu Mang grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

He's in fox mode now.

After A Zhu's ambitious speech, the shrimp soldiers, crab generals, the Third Prince, and an unofficial fox unanimously agreed with Zhu Nu's grand plan: to make a name for themselves in the Dragon Blood Tide, earn lots of underwater treasures, and achieve Spirit Stone freedom.

During this time, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals would occasionally exchange glances, their expressions somewhat subtle and strange. With the help of the Heavenly Devil Field's emotional capture, Hu Mang immediately understood the Central Plains.

This is all just for fooling kids.

And if nothing unexpected happens, it was at the request of that clam mother.

Hu Mang wasn't actually too worried about Pearl Girl's safety. If Old Zhu from Shui Tou wasn't exaggerating too much, ordinary Foundation Establishment wouldn't even be qualified to enter the Dragon Blood Tide.

Since there's no risk involved, there's no danger.

After bragging for a while, Xiao Zhu got tired and quickly pulled out a bunch of dried fish and squid strips, all local specialties, to share with her friends.

I must say, it tastes much better than the ones in Heavenly Gate.

After finishing his meal, Hu Mang himself off and prepared to leave. As he passed the souvenir counter, he saw a mask of Sea Yaksha with a blue face and fangs, and turned to ask:

How much is this?

"It's free, it's yours. Just remember to come!" Xiao Zhu said generously.

"I'll definitely do it next time."

The Crimson Moon Fox, which was actually Hu Mang, flicked its tail, grabbed the mask, and ran away.

The next two days were calm and peaceful. There were still two days before the waterway opened, and by now, even those who didn't know about the Dragon Blood Tide could feel the changes in the seawater.

The concentration of Spiritual Qi in the cabin was much higher than before he went to bed last night. He took out the Spiritual Qi detector and glanced at it. The pointer was steadily at 58, almost double the 35 at the same time yesterday. Moreover, the value was still slowly jumping up, jumping one bar every few minutes, as if an invisible hand was continuously turning on the valve of Spiritual Qi.

In addition, the color of the sky was also strange. The originally azure sky had been tinged with a faint red since yesterday evening, as if a very thin layer of blood-red gauze had been covering the sky.

The pale red hue was most noticeable at noon, and deepened further in the evening, as if the sky itself was brewing something.

It resembled a dark, fiery sunset.

The sea breeze is changing more frequently than usual, and its direction is all over the place. Sometimes it blows from the east, and sometimes it turns to the west. Sometimes, there are even two opposing winds confronting each other in the same sea area, stirring up messy white waves on the surface of the sea.

The seawater also began to change, with whirlpools often appearing out of nowhere.

Just as the first minor sea storm arrived as expected, Hu Mang suddenly sensed two Golden Core level auras clashing on the deck.

Golden Core cultivators are fighting?

Is a full-blown brawl about to break out so soon?

The Dragon Blood Tide hasn't even started yet, has it?

However, when Hu Mang rushed onto the deck, he found that the fight had already stopped, and the two Golden Core who were fighting were not outsiders, but actually the ship's captain, Old Gan, and the boatman Old Zhu.

Both men were red-faced and visibly angry, but fortunately neither pulled out Law Artifact. The crew members each grabbed one of them and tried to persuade them to stay calm, preventing a real fight from breaking out.

Old Gan took a few deep breaths and said coldly.

"As long as I am alive, the crew cannot disembark."

"Then you might as well run boats for the rest of your life, until you're old and die!" Old Zhu cursed angrily.

"Have you ever thought about how many years these young men on your ship would take to accumulate enough materials for a Core Formation stage? Do you intend to sign a twenty-year indentured servitude contract with the ocean shipping company like you have?"

Old Gan gave Old Zhu a cold look, then returned to the captain's cabin without a word. Only the loud slam of the door closing proved that this fellow was also in a state of turmoil.

Hu Mang walked into the crowd, nudged Xiao Yu whom he knew, and whispered, "What's going on?"

"Boss Zhu sensed something was off with the weather these past couple of days, so he went ashore to ask around among acquaintances. He got some bombshell news: the Dragon Blood Tide is about to explode in the next couple of days..."

The story is simple: Old Zhu, who had extensive connections, found out about the Dragon Blood Tide and excitedly went to discuss it with the ship captain. He originally wanted to use the formation of this cargo ship to break into the core of the Dragon Blood Tide and make a fortune.

But after a less-than-harmonious discussion, not only could they not borrow a boat, but it also seemed that the people couldn't disembark.

"This is really... hard to judge."

The Hu Mang looked up at the blood-red sky and muttered to itself.

For the next two days, the atmosphere on the ship was tense. Whenever the two met on the ship, they would have a big argument. Several times, they almost came to blows. Even the rarely seen chief engineer stepped in to mediate. The chief engineer was more than ten years older than Old Zhu. Although he was only at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, he was no less important than the other two because he could control the ship's formations.

The atmosphere on the ship was becoming more and more intense with each passing day. There was no other way; it was a gamble. Such a good thing as turning a bicycle into a motorcycle didn't happen every day, let alone the legendary Dragon Blood Tide that could bring immense wealth.