What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

At this moment, Liu Bo, who was standing on the reef, also noticed the movement in mid-air.

He put the stopper back on the jade bottle, raised his head, and squinted at the ragged figure in the sky who was scratching his head with a broken sword.

Wow, bro.

Liu Bo put his hands on his hips, shouted at the top of his lungs, his tone full of surprise.

Are you from out of town?

"Coming to this deep-sea area of ​​Haixin Rock, are you just going to fly like this without even getting a spirit boat to ride in?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuo, who was in mid-air, twitched violently at the corner of his mouth and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Out-of-towner?

I'll fuck your grandma's leg!

I am a native of Haichuan Prefecture!

Do you think I should be taught by someone from Cangyun Mansion?

Is it that I don't want to take a boat?

Yang Shuo roared inwardly, cursing Liu Bo's ancestors.

But he dared not utter a sound.

Because the giant whale from the Heavenly Sea Realm was still staring intently at him.

He swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing his anger, and his gaze swept back and forth between Liu Bo and the giant whale.

The more he looked, the more his scalp tingled.

Just then.

Liu Bo pulled out a large bag of lamb skewers wrapped in oil-proof paper from his storage device.

He swung his arm and threw the large bag of lamb skewers directly into the gaping maw of the giant whale.

"Click, click."

The giant whale chewed twice with satisfaction and swallowed it.

Then, it raised its translucent blue pectoral fin and, like a traffic cop directing traffic, pointed to a giant sea anemone trembling on the sea surface.

The anemone-shaped alien immediately climbed onto the reef obediently, opened its mouth, and offered its essence blood.

Seeing this scene.

Yang Shuo's jaw was completely dislocated, and his mouth was so wide open that a basketball could fit inside.

"My God..."

Yang Shuo was bewildered in the wind.

"This whale from the Heavenly Sea Realm... he raised it?!"

Just as Yang Shuo was trying to pick up the shattered pieces of his worldview and put them back together—

Liu Bo's shouts drifted up on the sea breeze once again.

"Brother, don't be afraid!"

Liu Bo waved to Yang Shuo in mid-air and pointed to the long line of seafood vendors.

"These alien races are so well-behaved! They don't bite!"

Liu Bo raised his voice and shouted enthusiastically.

Do you know about the Wanzu Resort?

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Could you run me an errand? Go to that food stall in the resort and buy me 5,000... no, 30,000 skewers of lamb skewers?"

"I'm busy receiving goods right now, I really can't leave."

"I won't let you work for nothing. How about 1,000 credits for the errand?"

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At the resort's teleportation plaza, a violent ripple, like waves on water, spread through the space.

"Thud!"

A figure plummeted straight down from mid-air.

"I survived..."

Yang Shuo swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, found a quiet corner, and sat down on the ground.

The thought of going to kill someone and returning with a scroll given to him by Liu Bo made Yang Shuo want to laugh.

He laughed loudly as he went out the door, but returned leaning on his cane and sighing to himself.

This must be describing myself, right?

"The Heavenly Sea Realm? Those are alien races from the Heavenly Sea Realm!"

Yang Shuo held his head in his hands, his fingers digging into his hair, lost in deep self-doubt and confusion.

I thought killing Liu Bo, a mere Flying Realm cultivator, was a sure thing.

The results of it?

Who would have thought that guy named Liu Bo actually had a Heavenly Sea Realm alien whale in his hands!

Are you kidding me?!

Yang Shuo leaned against the stone pillar for a long time before forcing himself to accept this absurd reality.

But what followed was an even more fatal problem.

"What's next?"

As a competent follower, he was able to live a peaceful and comfortable life under the tutelage of Li Xin, the arrogant grandson of the Haichuan Prefecture Lord, for so many years.

What is it that they rely on?

It all comes down to being able to get things done, knowing how to get things done, and doing things well!

He understands Li Xin's personality best.

In Young Master Li's eyes, his subordinates are divided into only two types: useful dogs and useless dead dogs.

If I fail to complete the task assigned by Young Master Li, it's as if I'm a useless person.

If you're a piece of trash, the young master will abandon you without mercy!

What's more, Young Master Li had also given him a top-quality cultivation package worth 500 million in advance.

If he takes the money but fails to get things done, given Young Master Li's methods, he definitely won't see the sun rise tomorrow.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Yang Shuo shook his head violently, banishing the terrible thought from his mind.

Having finally managed to latch onto such a powerful backer as the Li family, even the scraps that Young Master Li occasionally slips through his fingers are enough for a lowly martial artist like him to struggle for a lifetime.

He absolutely cannot lose Young Master Li's trust!

"But if we can't kill Liu Bo, how are we going to report back?"

Yang Shuo was so worried that he kept pulling at his hair.

Relying on himself?

Stop joking.

With his current strength at the Flying Heaven Realm, if he were to actually fight that giant whale at the Heavenly Sea Realm, the best they could hope for is a 1-on-1 battle.

One minute is enough for a whale to feel full, and it might not even be enough to fill the gaps between its teeth!

"We can only kill with a borrowed knife."

Yang Shuo's eyes darted around frantically in their sockets, then suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"That's right! The Underworld Guard!"

Yang Shuo slapped his thigh hard, almost jumping up in excitement, but the movement aggravated the wound on his thigh, causing him to gasp in pain.

Minghai Guardian!

Those are the personal guards of Li Junshan, the prefect of Haichuan Prefecture!

Although the number of participants is small, the selection process is extremely rigorous.

Even the lowest-ranking ordinary guards must possess the strength of the Nine Heavens Realm. And those captains are genuine Heavenly Sea Realm experts!

If we can get the Underworld Guards to take action, even if Liu Bo has a Heavenly Sea Realm alien helping him, we will definitely be able to take him down!

only……

The joy that had just appeared on Yang Shuo's face quickly vanished.

The Underworld Guard can only be mobilized using tokens from the Li family.

Who does Yang Shuo think he is?

While he might be able to fool a small family like the Qi family of Haixinyan by borrowing the tiger's power, the Minghai Guard wouldn't even give him a second glance.

Li Xin happened to have one of these tokens in his hand.

Yang Shuo narrowed his eyes, quickly sketching out a plan in his mind.

He looked down at his own miserable state.

He had originally planned to queue up first to soak in the Life-Giving Spring and heal his injuries before doing anything else.

But now, he has changed his mind.

Yang Shuo stretched out his hands and forcefully pried open the scabs that had begun to form on his body.

"hiss--"

Blood gushed out again, staining the tattered clothes red.

He bent down again, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, and smeared it haphazardly on his face to make himself look even more disheveled and on the verge of death.

After completing the preparations, Yang Shuo took a deep breath and adjusted his facial muscles.

Then, he opened his mouth, put on a mournful expression as if he had lost his parents, and limped towards the resort's luxury room area, dragging his injured leg.