Cultivation begins in the endless sea.

The old man with narrow eyes twitched his ears and whispered to his two companions.

The remaining two were not surprised but delighted; finally, a small, plump fish had arrived.

The old man had clearly mastered some special secret technique, allowing him to locate objects by sound in the water. He immediately directed the two men to flank Lin Qing from the side, swimming stealthily to both sides of him.

At this moment, Lin Qing was not aware that he was being exposed to the enemy's "sight" because he did not carry the scale-like jade and was forced to appear from the Spirit Conch Boat.

The voluptuous beauty, like a nimble little fish, clung to the fine sand on the seabed, swaying as she approached.

The other burly man blended in silently with the group of ordinary fish beside him.

A sudden alarm bell rang in his mind, and the hairs on his body stood on end as he clenched his fists in the water. Lin Qing didn't have time to retrieve his magical artifact; he simply squeezed the water talismans in his palms together and simultaneously shifted slightly to the side.

"Buzz-"

In the seawater, even sounds became muffled, and more than 90% of the talismans given by the Third Aunt were unusable.

Just before disembarking from the conch boat, he had a sudden inspiration: he would protect himself inside a water sphere talisman. Although this would prevent him from harming his enemies, it would give him an extra layer of reaction time.

Sure enough, they secured a glimmer of hope for them!

The water talisman shattered instantly upon being struck by the beautiful woman's twin hooks. Lin Qing, however, had a moment to react. He opened his mouth and spat out a drop of "Heavy Profound True Water," which knocked away the dark twin hooks and hurtled straight at the beautiful woman!

Taking advantage of the moment, the burly man bent his small bow, and a small, emerald-green arrow silently approached from the water.

Unfortunately, such magical artifacts lose some of their power when submerged in water.

The emerald green arrow was indeed imposing, but its speed was somewhat slower than that on land.

That slight hint was enough for Lin Qing to react!

He activated a small black shield to protect his entire body, and then channeled 30% of his magical power to withstand the attack of the small green arrow.

"Buzz-ding-"

The small arrow bounced through the seawater, leaving a dark green arrow mark as it tried to leave, but Lin Qing flipped it over with his large hand.

A gray light swirled from the small mirror artifact in his hand, and the emerald arrow abruptly "stopped."

Storage bag from the eagle-eyed man: A mid-grade first-tier magic artifact, the Wind-Stabilizing Mirror!

The burly man was caught off guard by this situation. His heart trembled violently, and he instinctively wanted to call for help from his companions. But when he turned his head and glanced at them, he was terrified out of his wits!

The beautiful woman had been smashed into a pile of mud at some point!

Moreover, there was a deep crater where it fell, indicating that the magical artifact that injured it was extremely powerful and terrifying.

"Senior Brother Xiang, what should we do?"

In desperation, the burly man quickly sent a telepathic message for help, but unexpectedly, his "senior brother" did not respond.

Seeing this, he assumed the other party intended to back down, so he had no choice but to suppress his emotions and face the formidable enemy alone.

In the deep sea, many magical artifacts were restricted and difficult to use. With a quick thought, he took out a silver pearl that shimmered with light.

Her magical power surged, and a layer of precious light shone forth, protecting her.

"call-"

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the voice of the old man with narrow eyes finally reached his ears.

"Junior Brother Xia, later you should unleash the full power of the pearl's light to dazzle his eyes. I..."

The Taoist priest surnamed Xia's expression changed slightly, but seeing the beautiful woman die tragically, he could only grit his teeth and agree.

From the moment Lin Qing took out the small mirror to the moment the other party raised the precious light, only about ten breaths had passed.

Lin Qing already held the Azure Lotus Sword, infusing it with spiritual power to activate it. A faint blue sword intent pierced through the surrounding seawater, carrying a sharp and cold aura as it thrust towards the Xia surname cultivator.

Upon hearing his senior brother's telepathic message, the other party immediately poured all his spiritual power into the pearl in front of him, causing the pearl's silver light to grow stronger and stronger until it finally turned into a dazzling ball of silvery-white light!

Under the dazzling light, Lin Qing subconsciously closed his eyes.

In that instant, something unexpected happened!

A thin, dark figure suddenly emerged from the seabed silt; it was the old man with narrow eyes who had been hiding there all along.

He was incredibly fast; a short sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and he instantly closed in on Lin Qing!

Since Lin Qing had already detected three pirates in his divine sense, and only two had appeared before, how could he not be on guard?

He flipped the small mirror, and a gray light first stopped the old man's thrusting dagger. At the same time, the black shield shifted, blocking the burly man's sneak shot of a small green arrow. With his left hand restraining his opponent, his right hand had already drawn out a strange cylindrical magical artifact.

Rainstorm Blood Needle!

Now that they were in the deep sea, the blood needles were noticeably slower. But they still covered a distance of only ten feet in an instant, reaching the burly man in front of him.

Silently.

The cultivator surnamed Xia's magical light had begun to dim. Seeing the blood needles sweeping towards him, his face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth and poured his remaining strength into his magic power, barely managing to dissolve all the blood needles.

His expression darkened further; maintaining the magic power of this precious pearl was proving quite difficult.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Lin Qing take out a tube of blood needles!

"Who the hell is this Duobao Boy?!"

There was nothing he could do; Lin Qing had a father who knew how to refine weapons! This was after Lin Qing handed the jade slip to his father, Lin Shenghong.

Lin Shenghong spent a whole year developing ten tubes of Rainstorm Blood Needles.

They left a full two tubes just for his own son, Lin Qing!

The second wave of blood needles pierced the water. The burly man's magic power was already exhausted, and his magic light could no longer maintain its best level. Several blood needles pierced through his body, and he stiffened and fell to the bottom of the sea on the spot.

At that moment, the withered old man's back hand landed right on Lin Qing's head!

Initially, the old man planned to attack all three of them at the same time, but after witnessing the beautiful woman being instantly killed by a single drop of Chongxuan True Water that broke through her double hooks, he became fearful and secretly used his internal energy to lie low.

He then "heard" the two sides exchanging blows. He slowly regained his composure and guessed that the young Taoist priest had only used this one killing move.

He narrowed his long, narrow eyes and, taking advantage of the moment when the short sword was immobilized and the burly man was restrained, threw out a net-like magical artifact, which fell directly over Lin Qing's head.

But to his utter surprise, in just a few breaths, Lin Qing unleashed two consecutive blood needles, instantly killing the burly man on the spot.

"However, he can't escape my net of entanglement!"

The gaunt old man thought viciously.

In a flash, Lin Qing used his black shield to meet the spiritual net head-on, while he moved his body and sank down into the large pit in the ground.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, drawing back the Heavy Profound True Water. Just as he was about to return to the shore, he paused, casually pulled out a low-grade magic artifact, tossed it above his head, and then crawled out of the pit.

Sure enough, the moment the low-grade magic weapon was captured by the Spirit Net, Lin Qing slipped into the Spirit Conch Boat that had already been summoned and seized the opportunity to fly away.

"That's... Old Eight's conch boat!"

The gaunt old man was startled and was about to make a move when suddenly the aura of a large group of low-level deep-sea monsters surged into his consciousness, and his expression changed drastically!

The stench of blood and the dazzling light of the pearl had attracted the attention of countless low-level sea beasts.

A low-level sea beast, easily destroyed.

Ten? In the blink of an eye.

One hundred, five hundred?

A thousand of them? Then the only option is to avoid their sharp edge and flee!

"Damn, that kid's fast!"