79: Chapter 79 East China Sea

The entire East Sea region is divided into three sections: the Outer Sea, the Inner Sea, and the Abyss.

The small beast tides that occur every fifty years are initiated by the Yao Beasts of the Outer Sea, where the maximum east-west width reaches 200,000 kilometers. The large beast tides that occur every hundred years involve Yao Beasts from the Inner Sea, where the maximum east-west width reaches 800,000 kilometers. As for the depth and vastness of the Abyss, no human Martial Artist knows.

It is said that a seventh-rank Martial Artist once ventured into the East Sea Abyss to investigate, but never returned; the truth of this remains to be verified.

The sea territory occupied by the Conch Clan is located in the middle section of the Outer Sea, leaning towards the land, only 53,000 li from the coast. A powerful Martial King can travel 24,000 kilometers in a day, and with the aid of a Magic Treasure, can travel up to 50,000 kilometers in a single day.

If the Young Lord of that Black Flood Dragon is truly a guest of the Conch Clan, there is no need for all three of them to act; a single person would be enough to capture this Dragon.

For Ancestor Ye Rongming and the others, there are very few Sea Clans in the Outer Sea worth noticing. Ninety percent of the Sea Clans have a maximum combat strength of only a fourth-rank Sea Yao Beast; otherwise, they would not merely survive in the shallow waters of the Outer Sea. Any Sea Clan with even a modicum of strength would migrate toward the Inner Sea.

The reason the Conch Clan migrated from the Inner Sea to the Outer Sea has a great deal to do with Ancestor Wei Xinghe. The previous Clan Chief of the Conch Clan was killed by Ancestor Wei Xinghe, who shot to fame after that battle and became a prominent figure in Cangjiang Prefecture for a time.

"The Conch Clan, huh." The disdain in Ancestor Wei Xinghe's eyes was undisguised. He recalled his battle for fame; since he had already killed the Clan Chief of the Conch Clan, the remaining conches were not even enough for him to stir-fry a dish.

"Is the information accurate?" Patriarch Wang Lingyun rubbed his belly, asking with concern.

Although he was a glutton, he only indulged himself when his life was safe; he would not blindly rush into the Outer Sea based on mere speculation.

Clearly, he still did not believe that such a huge windfall could fall from the sky.

"We will know once we take a look," Ancestor Ye Rongming, the madman obsessed with hunting Yao Beasts, said lightly.

Ancestor Wei Xinghe and Patriarch Wang Lingyun nodded in agreement. As long as they acted cautiously and avoided the territories of the dominant Sea Clans of the Outer Sea, the other Sea Clans were merely appetizers.

Finally, Ancestor Ye Rongming looked at Ancestor Wei Xinghe and Patriarch Wang Lingyun, patted his own Yao Beast bag, and said, "If we hunt another Dragon, this Black Flood Dragon will belong to my Ye Clan. Both Fellow Daoists must swear by the Heavenly Dao not to leak this matter."

It was better to clarify the conditions before setting off; this was good for all three of them and would prevent any underhanded actions.

"Agreed." Ancestor Wei Xinghe and Patriarch Wang Lingyun readily accepted the condition. It was a deal where they were guaranteed to profit, so why not?

"We swear by the Heavenly Dao; if we break this oath, our Martial Dao shall be severed, and we shall make no further progress." After the two swore by the Heavenly Dao, Ancestor Wei Xinghe also put forward his own condition.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, when we surround and kill the Dragon, I hope you will be the first to act and use World in the Palm to trap it. The rest of the matter will be left to us."

"Agreed." Ancestor Ye Rongming knew that they were afraid he had already obtained a great benefit and would not exert his full effort later.

"This is the newly risen Prodigy of your Ye Clan, right!" Patriarch Wang Lingyun said with a beaming, chubby face. "Do you want to come with this Old Ancestor to the Outer Sea to hunt Dragons?"

"Get lost." Ancestor Ye Rongming slapped away Patriarch Wang Lingyun's hand, looking at the fat man with an unkind expression; he was truly malicious.

"This Junior's strength is low, and I dare not hold you Seniors back," Ye Yisong said, bowing. A fifth-rank big shot was speaking to him personally, so he dared not fail to reply.

Ye Yisong had long wanted to run away. He was just a third-rank small fry standing next to three fifth-rank big shots; it was suffocating. Not to mention him, even Grand Elder Ye Rongsong, who was a Nine-Star Martial Sect, stood by like a transparent person, motionless.

Besides, how could Ye Yisong dare to follow the three big shots to the Outer Sea? Ancestor Ye Rongming and the others were going to the Outer Sea to hunt Dragons, and one careless moment could erupt into a fifth-rank battle.

Ye Yisong had a very clear understanding of himself. In such a high-end battle, even if he were grazed by a ball of Spiritual Qi, he would be reduced to ashes.

"You two old geezers, aren't you going to show some appreciation?" Ancestor Ye Rongming was angry that Patriarch Wang Lingyun had just tried to lure away his clan's Prodigy, so he stopped being polite and directly demanded benefits.

Ancestor Wei Xinghe glanced at Patriarch Wang Lingyun. Why did you provoke him? The Ye Clan is famous for being protective of their own and hogging benefits; you tricked their Prodigy into going to his death, so it's a miracle Ancestor Ye Rongming didn't fight you on the spot.

The two of them each gave an exquisite jade box to Ye Yisong. Perhaps sensing Ancestor Ye Rongming's dissatisfaction, before he could speak again, Ancestor Wei Xinghe took the lead in summoning his Magic Treasure and greeted the others, saying, "Let's go, don't let that little Dragon escape."

"Right, right, right, let's go quickly." Patriarch Wang Lingyun agreed tactfully.

"Grand Elder Ye Rongsong, you take Ye Yisong back to the ancestral residence to wait for me first." Ancestor Ye Rongming instructed Grand Elder Ye Rongsong before boarding Ancestor Wei Xinghe's Magic Treasure.

Everything that had just happened took only two or three minutes, yet it was the longest two or three minutes Ye Yisong had ever experienced in his life. The aura of the fifth-rank big shots was too terrifying; their every move seemed to tug at Ye Yisong's mind, making him fearful, withdrawn, and uneasy.

Watching the three leave, after a good while, Grand Elder Ye Rongsong let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat that had appeared on his forehead at some point. Clearly, the pressure from the big shots just now was not small for him either.

"Little guy, let's go, back to the ancestral residence." Saying this, Grand Elder Ye Rongsong lifted Ye Yisong up and flew toward the ancestral residence.

Ye Yisong dared to be angry but dared not speak, his eyes rolling almost to the sky.

From Ye Jiexin, to Ancestor Ye Rongming, and then to Grand Elder Ye Rongsong, their posture for carrying people while flying was always like holding a little chick; they would just lift him up and leave.

Only his father, Ye Jiesheng, was a bit friendlier to him; he would hang him on the cage staff.

Far away, 50,000 nautical miles away, Young Master Yuan Ze was still in a palace discussing the art of life with Hua Bei!

After Xiao Bei left, Young Master Yuan Ze was lonely, so he chatted about life with Hua Bei, who had voluntarily offered herself that very day. Young Master Yuan Ze was very satisfied with this visit to his maternal grandfather's place to celebrate his birthday. Indeed, as his clan brothers had said, the Yao Beasts of the Outer Sea were better at serving Dragons.

He had thoroughly enjoyed himself with experiences he had never had before in the Inner Sea—everything from top, bottom, and front was fun!

Hua Bei was even better at serving Dragons than his cousin Xiao Bei, so much so that Young Master Yuan Ze didn't know whether it would be better to be with Hua Bei after Xiao Bei returned, or with Xiao Bei, or to be with both Xiao Bei and Hua Bei at the same time.

It was frustrating for the Dragon; it was so hard to choose!

Suddenly, the communication talisman on his body vibrated. Young Master Yuan Ze was overjoyed; it seemed Uncle Hei had brought back the treasure. His hard work playing in the Conch Clan for so many days had not been in vain.

Young Master Yuan Ze pushed Hua Bei off his body, stood up, and took out the communication talisman to take a look. It scared him so much that he kicked Hua Bei, who was blocking his way, aside. Hua Bei endured the intense pain, just about to act coquettishly and ask where she hadn't served him well.

Before she could speak, she saw Young Master Yuan Ze transform into a Dragon and swim rapidly toward the Inner Sea region. In a breath or two, Young Master Yuan Ze's figure had vanished without a trace.

While fleeing, Young Master Yuan Ze used the Dragon scale given by his father to call out to his father, Cang Ming.

"Father, help!"