Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Jiang Yi's eyes flickered, and his mind raced.

Did those two have a falling out?

Or is there some ferocious creature lurking in the sea?

However, given the unclear situation below, it is not advisable to get involved rashly in either case.

After a moment's thought.

Unable to contain his curiosity, he slipped into the dense forest and climbed to the top of a giant tree.

A pair of eyes peered through the gaps in the leaves, quietly observing the movements in the direction of the cliff.

at the same time.

Below the cliff, in the deep sea.

Hidden in a crevice of a cliff face nearly a hundred meters underwater is a cave with a secret entrance.

The cave is small, only a few feet square, yet it exudes a subtle, spiritual energy.

The low-lying entrance was submerged in seawater, with ripples spreading across the surface.

The other half of the raised area was covered with gravel and sand.

A straight bamboo, about half a meter tall, sprouted from the sand and gravel.

The bamboo joints are rounded and distinct, and the bamboo leaves are narrow, slender, and dense, with a color like black jade.

Even in the dark depths of the sea, it exudes a faint spiritual aura, revealing its extraordinary nature.

now.

Inside the cave, rocks had crumbled and blood was everywhere, a scene of utter devastation reminiscent of a battle that had just ended.

A white-scaled sea serpent was cut into several pieces, its body scattered on the ground, long since lifeless.

The snake's head was ferocious, with fangs exposed. Even in death, it still exuded the malevolent aura of a first-tier demon beast.

Deep inside the cave, a clam the size of a millstone lay quietly on the sand.

The clam shell was riddled with holes, its edges charred black, as it had been pierced by the magical artifact, and the tender clam meat had been shredded to a pulp.

"Heh, heh..."

Li Haizi's face was ashen, his lips were purple, and he was leaning against the cave entrance, breathing heavily.

Judging from his appearance, he must have been poisoned.

Wang Lin stood in the center of the cave, his face slightly pale and covered in blood, but his expression remained calm.

His expression was cold as he scanned the cave, wary of any potential dangers.

A faint heat flashed in his eyes when he saw the black jade bamboo and the huge spirit clam.

After a while.

Li Haizi wiped his sweat, suppressing his excitement, and said:

"We've really struck gold today! I never expected there to be a cave hidden down here. With this gain, we can buy enough elixirs and cultivate in peace for a long time!"

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and he echoed:

"Yes, with this batch of spiritual items, the path of cultivation will be much smoother in the future. Fellow Daoist Li is indeed very lucky."

As he spoke, he stepped toward the clam and reached inside its shell to feel around.

His eyes lit up quickly, and he took out a round and smooth bead about the size of an infant's fist.

Its exterior is pure white and smooth, while its interior exudes a captivating charm.

It was a pearl that the clam had nurtured for many years.

Wang Lin gently stroked and played with it, his breathing gradually becoming rapid.

Whether you sell this pearl in the market or absorb and refine it yourself, it is an invaluable treasure.

He suppressed his joy, carefully put the meat into his sleeve pocket, then bent down and pried open the clam shell, taking the scattered pieces of clam meat with him.

Although these clam meats are not as precious as clam pearls, they are still rare and nourishing ingredients.

They then quickly disposed of the sea snake's carcass.

The snake skin, snake meat, snake gallbladder, and other parts were stuffed into the net bag.

Finally, he arrived at the black jade bamboo, reached out and gently stroked its trunk, but hesitated for a long time, as if he was struggling with how to take it away.

"Stop looking, just dig it out!"

Li Haizi couldn't help but urge him on, his voice trembling, his lips turning even more bluish-purple:

"That beast's poison is extremely potent; I can't control it any longer. I need to get back and heal my wounds quickly!"

Wang Lin's lips curled up inexplicably, and he nodded, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Li is right. Such a treasure cannot be left here to benefit others; naturally, it must be taken away."

He used his magic to quickly dig through the sand and gravel, and soon dug out the spirit bamboo whole, roots and all.

He casually hoisted it onto his shoulder and turned to walk towards the cave entrance.

Seeing this, Li Haizi breathed a sigh of relief, panting as he reached out his hand and said with difficulty:

"Quick, lend me a hand, help me up."

Wang Lin shook his head and smiled, not reaching out, but looking down at him calmly, and said:

"Thanks to you for guiding me this time, I will never forget your kindness. Rest assured, I will take good care of your share."

Li Haizi's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, hissing:

"Wang Lin! What do you mean? What do you want to do? Don't forget I'm a member of the Liu family. If you dare to act recklessly, the Liu family will definitely..."

Wang Lin, too lazy to listen any longer, curled his fingers into a claw, and with a sudden snap, ended his companion's life.

Li Haizi clutched his throat, collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, his expression one of disbelief until his death.

"Noisy."

Wang Lin uttered two words indifferently, looking down at the corpse at his feet with disdain:

"With such treasure right in front of you, you still dare to dream of sharing the spoils with me? What a fool, he deserves to die!"

After saying that, he touched the other person.

He emptied the money pouch and ritual implements, stuffing them all into his robes.

He then gave a cold laugh, quickly crawled out of the hole, and swam towards the sea.

A moment later.

With a crash, the seawater burst open, and a figure emerged from the waves.

With a bamboo pole on his shoulder and a net in his hand, Wang Lin used the mountain cliffs as leverage to leap and nimbly reach the top.

He steadied himself and coldly scanned his surroundings.

At the same moment.

Deep in the dense forest.

Jiang Yi took in the whole scene.

Seeing the man covered in blood, walking ashore alone, I felt a chill run down my spine.

They realized that the other person had most likely already been murdered.

The person in front of them was calm and unharmed, clearly a tough opponent.

He immediately abandoned the idea of ​​the fisherman profiting.

Quietly shifting his gaze, he leaped down from the treetop and ran towards where the fishing boats were moored.

The moonlight was cool and clear, and the evening breeze rustled softly through the dense forest.

"He really left?"

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he saw that there was no one around, a shadow crossed his face.

He then gathered his magical power, strode forward, and sped towards the southern shore of the island...

the other side.

Jiang Yi ran at full speed, his feet barely touching the ground, and soon he emerged from the dense forest and rushed to the shallows.

He leaped onto the fishing boat, ripped off the tow rope, quickly pulled the anchor, raised the sail, rowed the oars, and steered the boat into the deep sea.

As we rowed, we caught a glimpse of another fishing boat moored not far away.

His eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to cast a spell. The black shuttle at his waist shot out and drilled several large holes in the bottom of the ship.

Seawater rushed in, the fishing boat slowly tilted, and sank into the water.

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, stopped lingering, glanced at the celestial phenomena, and sped towards the waters off Qingluo Island.

As for how that person should leave the deserted island, that was naturally not his concern.

Not long after.

Wang Lin carried the ink bamboo and rushed to the south bank.

At a glance, you can see the wreckage of the sunken fishing boat, with only half of the mast protruding from the water.

His eyes twitched, his face darkened, and he looked up into the distance.

Soon, the silhouette of a fishing boat could be seen gradually disappearing into the night.

"Oh."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Wang Lin's lips as he muttered to himself:

"He's a clever man, but unfortunately he's courting death, thinking that destroying the fishing boat will trap Wang. How laughable!"

He stood still, took a deep breath, and cast a spell to produce a clear and melodious whistle.

"Splash—!"

Moments later, a burst of waves suddenly erupted beside the shallows.

A dark fin cleaved through the waves, swimming swiftly towards Wang Lin like a sharp blade.

It was a giant shark, over ten feet long, with a back as black as ink, a belly as white as silver, and a mouth full of sharp teeth!

The shark was fierce and menacing, its aura approaching that of a mid-stage first-tier shark.

It swam swiftly to the shallows, flicked its tail, and almost ground itself. It then affectionately wagged its tail at its owner and let out a low growl.

Wang Lin leaped and landed steadily on the shark's back. Looking at the silhouette of a fishing boat on the horizon, he coldly gave the order:

"Chili pepper, chase after him and devour him!"

Upon hearing the sound, the shark's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

With a sudden flick of its tail, it cleaved through the waves and shot off towards the fishing boat like an arrow released from a bow...