Mortal: I really didn't want to be reborn as Zi Ling!

"Madam, let's go!"

Fan Jingmei's voice sounded very urgent.

On the once calm sea, a dozen bloodthirsty sharks with black dorsal fins suddenly appeared.

Fan Jingmei glanced at the number of dorsal fins and felt a chill run down her spine.

There were at least seventy or eighty of them, and she noticed that several of the shark demons were significantly larger, with higher and thicker dorsal fins, which was a sign of level three or even level four demon beasts.

"Didn't you say that Tian Xuanzi said Ning'er would turn misfortune into good fortune?"

Zhou Yuan finally spoke.

Why haven't I found her yet?

Fan Jingmei looked at the other person's tired profile, opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

"You go first."

Zhou Yuan suddenly said.

"A few mere demonic sharks can't do anything to me."

Fan Jingmei certainly knew that the lady could deal with these shark demons.

Under normal circumstances, when a Core Formation cultivator faces a demonic beast below level four, it is a one-sided massacre.

But the problem is—

"Madam, the Bloodthirsty Shark Demons are extremely intelligent, especially skilled at hunting in groups."

Fan Jingmei's gaze fell on the dorsal fins, and she spoke very quickly.

"Since they weren't scared away by the lady's aura, there must be an even more powerful leader behind them."

"Madam, it will be too late if we don't leave now—"

Before he could finish speaking...

wow——

The water surface exploded.

Three level-four shark demons, along with more than a dozen level-two and three shark demons, rose into the air from the sea.

Its gaping maw opened wide, its gleaming white teeth like daggers, and it hurtled straight toward the flying boat.

"snort--"

Zhou Yuan's eyes finally showed a change, not fear, but annoyance.

"A bunch of beasts, how dare they act so arrogantly in front of me!"

She raised her hand, and a pipa flew out from her sleeve.

The pipa was entirely dark yellow, its wood warm and smooth, the strings gleaming with a faint golden light. Zhou Yuan's fingers touched the strings, and with a casual pluck—

Zheng—

A visible sound wave spread out from the pipa, like the scythe of death, sweeping across.

The leading level-four shark demon froze, its body instantly sliced ​​in two from head to tail.

Blood splattered.

The second and third-level shark demons following behind it were not spared either; wherever the sound waves passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The severed limbs and shattered internal organs fell into the sea.

Zhou Yuan continued plucking the strings.

Several more sound waves flew out, slaying the remaining shark demons.

The sea was instantly dyed dark red, and a strong smell of blood wafted up with the sea breeze, filling the nostrils with a cloying sweetness that made one want to vomit.

But the surviving shark demons did not retreat. As if they had smelled a delicious feast, they ignored Zhou Yuan's oppressive aura and frantically pounced on the corpses of their own kind.

Sharp teeth tore and bit, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The level one shark demons in the distance also surged up, vying to devour the blood, bits of flesh, and entrails falling from the sea.

The water surface churned, like a pot of boiling blood soup.

"A beast is a beast."

Although Zhou Yuan said this, her expression remained completely relaxed.

Her divine sense had spread out, covering a ten-mile radius of the sea.

Then, her brows furrowed.

Shark monsters were constantly approaching from all directions.

She was surrounded.

"You go first."

"lady--"

Fan Jingmei became anxious.

"Hurry up and go."

Zhou Yuan interrupted the other party's persuasion without any politeness.

This is the last place where Zi Ling's aura lingered; she will not leave until she finds her daughter.

"If I want to leave, they can't stop me."

As she spoke, she took something out of her bosom and stuffed it into Fan Jingmei's hand.

Fan Jingmei looked down and saw that among the several Heavenly Thunder Pearls was actually a Heavenly Thunder Pearl of Departing Fire.

"lady……"

Fan Jingmei raised her head and looked at Zhou Yuan. She knew that the lady had a treasure passed down through the Miaoyin Sect.

But will the other person really leave?

"roll!"

After saying that, Zhou Yuan ignored the other person.

Fan Jingmei pursed her lips tightly, her teeth aching from clenching them.

She knew the lady was right; if she stayed, she would only be a burden.

A mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation level is of no help in a battle of this level.

But she couldn't move her feet.

"I don't want Ning'er to appear without her mother, and I don't want her to return one day without a home."

Fan Jingmei's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing this.

She took a deep breath, summoned a flying handkerchief, and with a flash of light, flew straight towards Kui Xing Island.

As soon as Fan Jingmei made a move, several shark demons chased after her.

One level four and several level two or three rushed toward the streak of light from different directions.

Zhou Yuan's fingers touched the strings again.

Clang—Clang—Clang—

Three sound waves flew out one after another, accurately hitting the vital points of the shark demons.

No one was killed.

It was just a severe blow.

Blood gushed from the wound and fell into the sea.

The pursuing sharks screamed as they fell into the water, splashing up large sprays of water.

Zhou Yuan deliberately held back.

According to the habits of the bloodthirsty shark demons, wounded companions are the best prey. They would stop and fight for the flesh of their own kind instead of continuing the pursuit.

But not this time.

Those shark demons did not devour their injured companions.

They didn't even glance at Fan Jingmei as she left.

All the bloodthirsty shark demons turned their heads and stared at the flying boat in the sky.

Then--

Water cannon.

Ice pick.

Hundreds of low-level spells surged in from all directions, covering the sky and the earth like a dense net, enveloping the flying boat.

Zhou Yuan's expression changed.

A single water cannon or ice spike is nothing more than a tickle to a Core Formation cultivator.

But when you add hundreds of them together, that's a different story.

Without hesitation, she summoned the amethyst shield.

A small purple shield, about the size of a palm, flew out from the sleeve, growing larger in the wind and instantly becoming a ten-foot-wide shield in front of the flying boat.

Boom boom boom—

The torrent of magic crashed onto the amethyst shield, exploding into bursts of spiritual light.

The amethyst shield trembled violently, emitting a muffled buzzing sound, like a large bell being struck repeatedly.

Zhou Yuan's expression changed slightly. The opponent's spells were continuous, while her own magic power was like a flood that had been released from its dam, and she couldn't stop it.

-

Kui Xing Island.

The Island Lord's Residence.

Fan Jingmei practically crashed into the hall, overpowering the guards.

"Lord of Wooden Dragon Island—"

Fan Jingmei's shrill voice rang out in the island lord's mansion.

"My wife is being attacked by a horde of monsters; you can't just stand by and watch her die!"

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on a futon.

This man was tall and had a square face with a long beard. He wore a dark blue Taoist robe and had a somewhat otherworldly air about him.

The Taoist opened his eyes, looked at the impetuous Fan Jingmei, and gestured for the guards to leave.

"Mrs. Fan".

The Taoist's voice was neither hurried nor slow.

"It's not that I don't want to save them."

He stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.

Outside the window, towards Kui Xing Island, several streaks of light patrolled the edge of the great formation. Further away, spiritual light flickered on the sea surface from time to time; these were patrolling cultivators clearing away any approaching demonic beasts.

"The Kui Xing Island formation has not yet been repaired, and monsters roam the surrounding area, making the defense already extremely difficult."

He turned around, looked at Fan Jingmei, shrugged, and looked extremely helpless.

"If I leave Kui Xing Island at will, and the materials for repairing the formation are lost, how can I explain this to the Sixth Elder of the Star Palace?"