The First Day

Everyone was relieved that the ghost-faced four-legged fish had been killed.

Zheng Anbang forced a smile and said, "the flesh and blood of this strange fish are all essence. It will be quite effective even if it's eaten by a martial artist in the Blood Ignition Realm. It looks like it could weigh a few hundred kilograms. After removing the bones and the inedible organs, it might be worth five to six hundred thousand crystal dollars."

This was more or less looking for joy amidst bitterness.

In fact, since this ghost-faced four-legged fish was too dangerous, the higher-ups of the island town hoped that such a creature would not appear, even if it was worth hundreds of thousands of crystal dollars.

Sun Chengshan listened and agreed.

It took a high-level combat expert like the corporal to defeat the ghost-faced four-legged fish.

After all, there was only one corporal. What if two or even more ghost-faced four-legged fish appeared at the same time?

Then whether they could really defend this island town was another question.

Moreover, they also had to reevaluate the danger factor of Island No. 732. At that time, it would be a problem if it was suitable for living here again.

Fortunately, it could be said that the ghost-faced four-legged fish was a powerful lone wolf in the deep sea.

Usually, even if they appeared, they would at most appear alone and not together.

…

After that, it was night. According to the usual pattern, the tide at night seemed to be affected by celestial bodies outside the planet and would calm down relatively.

The temperature would rise again the next day, and the tide would erupt a second time.

Therefore, everyone chose to bring their gains back to rest and prepare for another fight tomorrow.

The beach was in a mess after merely a day.

There were also many martial artists' corpses lying there miserably, waiting for the soldiers to move them.

In the Tiger Killing Dojo, frowned as he paced the lobby in frustration.

"Is there still no clue about where Shihao is!"

He had already sensed that something was wrong. How could he feel at ease when his eldest disciple had not returned for the entire afternoon?

"No, I've searched everywhere I can. I've also asked around the coast, but they all say that they've never seen Eldest Senior Brother."

"We even went to look for Eldest Brother in Garden of Full Spring which he always visits. We asked Cuihua and Hong, but they didn't see him either."

One of the disciples lowered his head and spoke with much caution.

"And who are Cuihua and Hong?" Ding asked angrily.

The disciple's forehead was covered in sweat, but he still answered, "they are Eldest Senior Brother's two female friends from Garden of Full Spring…"

Thunder Ding's expression turned even uglier. He flicked his sleeve and snorted.

He knew about Fang Shihao's bad habits.

If not for the fact that he did not know how to restrain himself, he would have long cultivated to the fourth level of the Body Tempering Realm.

How could he let the eldest disciple of the Shadowless Fist Dojo, Song Hezheng, be such an impressive figure in town?

Thunder Ding loved and hated Fang Shihao as a disciple.

It was also true that Thunder Ding had indulged him. He often regretted not disciplining Fang Shihao more earlier on.

Now that his behavior was getting worse, he felt that something serious would happen sooner or later.

"Go, get all the disciples to kook for him. We must find Shihao tonight!" Thunder Ding shouted, ignoring the disciples' exhaustion.

In the Shadowless Fist Dojo on the other side, Wang Yu washed up and lay on the bed to rest. He did not do anything else.

Anyone would feel tired after being in the rain for an entire day, fighting a life-and-death battle, and repeatedly defeating sea beasts.

They had to continue tomorrow morning. In fact, all the martial artists in the town, including him, had only a few hours to rest.

The roars of the tide that he had been listening to for the entire day gradually disappeared. Soon, Wang Yu fell asleep.

Even after midnight, the rain over the island town did not get lighter. It continued to wash over the entire island.

At this moment, a small airship crossed the Silver Belt Sea from outside the island and quickly landed inside the island.

"Wow, no way," a young man who came down from the airship said. "It's so hot in here. Is there a huge volcano hidden here?"

The hot and humid air made him want to turn around and leave immediately.

"Young Master, we're here on a mission, not to travel," said a man who followed him, helplessly.

The two of them were dressed in thin white armors. They looked handsome and extraordinary.

The latter looked a little exasperated.

Having a superior who was always complaining and had low professionalism, he really had to worry about his work at all times as a subordinate and lead his superior to work hard to complete the missions given by the higher ups.

"Tsk, forget it. Guan, at least hold an umbrella for me. My hair is going to get wet." Shi Yang spread his hands. His eyes were sleepy, and his lazy temperament was simply unstoppable.

Guan Yunwu came prepared. He opened a big umbrella and said, "Let's go, Young Master."

"That's better," Shi Yang muttered. He put his hands in his pockets and started forward.

Guan Yunwu followed beside him.

"Why don't we stop at the island town airship center?"

"We're out of purple coal. It's lucky that we don't have to swim in…"

"…"

After only two to three hours of deep sleep, Wang Yu felt that his energy had almost recovered.

It was now after midnight and almost dawn.

No light penetrated the misty rain.

The stuffy, humid room was even more uncomfortable and suffocating.

From a distance outside the island, the entire Island Town 732 looked like an isolated island shrouded in a storm, a giant cruise ship in a storm.

God knows if it would be swallowed up mercilessly by the sea and completely sunk.

Wang Yu pushed open the door and looked at the island town in the harsh climate. He was considering if he should leave this island town and settle down in a safer place.

The surging tide and the potential unknown crisis exceeded his expectations.

Yesterday, a terrifying ghost-faced four-legged fish had appeared. It was hard to guarantee that monsters from the deeper sea would not appear today.

If they appeared, could this island town really withstand it?

He only wanted to find a place to develop steadily and repeat the Body Tempering Technique ten million times. He did not want to be destroyed by this calamity midway and die.

Sighing, Wang Yu muttered to himself, "I hope there won't be any other unforeseen incidents in this tide."

Not long after he got up, the other disciples in the dojo also got up one after another. The injury on Sun Chengshan's arm had yet to heal, but he still insisted on bringing the disciples out of the town.

Yesterday's great harvest had exceeded the profits of any tide he had participated in in the past, so he was even more proactive today.

After this tide, with the rich harvest of precious ingredients and meat, he would officially break through to the last realm of the Shadowless Fist.

At that time, his cultivation would also reach the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm. At that time, he would basically belong to the first tier of combat power in the island town.

The dojo's business would naturally be booming. He was not as worried as Wang Yu.

To him, this tide meant a lot.