Questioning Life

Yi Feng waited for a long time, but the so-called enforcement team never showed up.

After a bout of frustration,

staying on the ship grew tedious, so he had no choice but to continue riding forward on Man Man, hoping to encounter the legendary terrifying sea beast and test his luck.

Perhaps the heavens favored him.

After speeding across the sea for what felt like ages, Yi Feng had slain countless sea monsters, and just as he was growing weary of the endless slaughter, his eyes suddenly lit up!

"Holy cow..."

"This sea beast is freaking huge! It must be insanely strong!"

Watching the island-sized octopus monster in the distance flailing its tentacles and stirring up towering waves, Yi Feng couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. He drew his beloved first-generation greatsword!

"Whoosh!"

Leaping atop the waves, Yi Feng charged straight toward the colossal octopus!

The octopus seemed to notice Yi Feng too, letting out a deafening roar as it swung a massive tentacle down like a collapsing mountain, whipping up a violent storm over the sea!

But Yi Feng was long past fear. With a single upward slash—

"Slice!"

A crisp, clean sound!

The tentacle split cleanly in two, crashing into the sea and sending up monstrous waves!

The octopus widened its eyes in shock, unleashing a sky-shaking howl before its entire body was cleaved apart. Its gargantuan form toppled into the sea on either side, stirring another cataclysmic surge!

"Crash—!"

The sea raged like a natural disaster, yet Yi Feng hovered calmly in midair.

Tch. Another weakling.

As the beast sank into the abyss and the sea gradually calmed, his heart remained unmoved. He had grown numb to such effortless slaughter.

Another small hope shattered.

Yi Feng had experienced this too many times. Now, it all felt dull—perhaps this was the loneliness of the strong. Still, at least he’d gained a bit more experience, which offered some small comfort.

Landing back on Man Man, Yi Feng sheathed his sword.

"Let’s go."

Man Man seemed even more indifferent, not even bothering to blow a bubble before darting off into the horizon like a streak of light!

Days passed as they journeyed across the sea.

Guided by his "just do it" principle, Yi Feng had slain countless sea monsters—all flashy but useless, and downright disgusting to eat. He’d even lost a few pounds!

But Yi Feng never complained much. He was used to this wearying sense of invincibility.

After all,

given everything he’d been through, he knew his cultivation was too strong for most things to pose a threat. Finding a worthy opponent was no easy task.

Still, the sea monsters they encountered, though mostly bloated weaklings, did seem to be getting slightly stronger.

That was hope!

If he kept going, he might just stumble upon an ultra-powerful sea beast!

Yi Feng glanced at Man Man, a faint glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

"Man Man, we’re bound to run into real danger soon, right?"

Man Man finally blew a few bubbles.

"Blub blub..."

Its usual carefree demeanor remained, its dead-fish eyes rolling lazily as if giving a half-hearted reply before speeding up again, leaving the Celestial Ark far behind in the distance!

Meanwhile,

aboard the Celestial Ark, all passengers had been summoned. Crowds filled the corridors across multiple decks, their gazes fixed on the ship’s bow.

After a tense wait,

the enforcement captain stepped forward, ripples of void energy swirling around him as he spoke with solemn authority.

"Everyone."

"We are about to reach the heart of the Endless Sea. Soon, we will face primordial sea beasts—ancient horrors so terrifying that even the Celestial Ark cannot fully protect us. You must steel yourselves and prepare for the dangers ahead!"

The announcement sent shockwaves through the crowd.

Even among the elite guests on the upper decks, panic spread like wildfire!

A maidservant edged closer to Lin Ruowei, her face pale with fear.

"Miss!"

"Wasn’t the Celestial Ark supposed to be an indestructible treasure, capable of shielding us from all calamities? Why must we fend for ourselves against primordial sea beasts? What are we supposed to do?!"

Though her eyes were grave, Lin Ruowei kept her voice steady.

"Legends say primordial sea beasts possess lifespans beyond compare, their power immeasurable. It’s no surprise the Celestial Ark can’t withstand them."

"Otherwise, do you think the saying ‘only through countless trials can one reach the Godfall Land’ would exist?"

"We have no choice but to rely on ourselves now."

"Yu’er, prepare all defensive formations and treasures. We must be ready for the primordial sea beasts!"

The maid turned ashen, nodding frantically before darting back to their chamber!

If even they were this alarmed, the lower-deck cultivators were in utter chaos!

"What?!"

"The Celestial Ark can’t protect us? If a primordial sea beast appears, how are we supposed to survive? This is a death sentence!"

"I was told boarding this ship guaranteed safe passage to the Godfall Land!"

"I even heard a wealthy merchant boast about visiting multiple times, claiming the journey was as easy as visiting relatives! How did things turn out like this?!"

"The enforcement team must be lying to extort us!"

"Shameless! Using their authority to oppress the weak!"

As accusations flew, the furious cultivators turned their blades toward the enforcement team!

Every passenger aboard had spent millennia honing their cultivation, sacrificing everything to reach this point. Faced with impending doom, none could remain calm!

The situation teetered on the brink of chaos—

But the enforcement captain merely gazed down coldly at the instigator.

"I stand on this ship with you, sharing the same fate. My words are not lies, nor do I seek profit. For eons, few have ever reached the Godfall Land."

"Who, exactly, claimed the Celestial Ark guarantees safe passage?"

The instigator stiffened, gripping his sword hilt as he spat back,

"I heard it from a merchant named Tao Qianhai! Many of us listened to his firsthand accounts! What of it?"

Tao Qianhai?

The name drew a scornful laugh from the captain.

"Hmph."

"A fraud who scraped his way to power through scams, daring to claim he’s been to the Godfall Land? He’s already fish food at the bottom of the sea—did you not know?"

The revelation sent murmurs through the crowd. The instigator’s face drained of color.

"The man who fell overboard earlier… was Tao Qianhai?"

"This…"

"He was a con artist?!"

"Damn it! My ten million Celestial Crystals!"

As the instigator staggered back, the uproar died instantly.

The enforcement captain swept his gaze across the crowd.

"Everyone."

"The calamity approaches. Prepare yourselves. If any of us reach the Godfall Land, remember to aid those who come after!"

With a final fist-palm salute, his figure vanished, leaving the entire ship on edge!

In the blink of an eye,

every cultivator scrambled to ready their life-saving treasures. Defensive formations lit up everywhere, and opportunists began hawking protective artifacts at exorbitant prices. Fear gripped the ship like a plague!

Yet,

a full month passed.

The tense passengers saw no sign of any primordial sea beasts—only the occasional ordinary sea creature. The reality starkly contradicted the warnings.

Baffled, they had no choice but to summon the enforcement captain again.

Gazing at the calm, sunlit sea…

The captain of the law enforcement team also furrowed his brows, struggling to utter a justification that even he seemed to doubt.

"Perhaps..."

"We are under the protection of the heavens, which is why we remain unharmed for now."

Huh?

Protection of the heavens?

Who the hell are you trying to fool?

The passengers aboard the ancient vessel were no fools—each had their own judgment when it came to notions of fate and grand opportunities. Even if divine favor existed, how could it possibly shield an entire ship?

Did they all think they were the chosen ones?

Hearing the captain’s flimsy explanation, the cultivators exchanged skeptical glances.

In an instant,

the captain’s authority crumbled.

Many grew increasingly suspicious, their minds drifting back to that swindler Tao Qianhai from days past.

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