Cultivation begins in the endless sea.

Lin Haicheng, the founding patriarch of the Lin clan, resigned from the Xingxiu Sect, paying a large sum of spirit stones as compensation and also being bound by an oath not to pass on the sect's cultivation techniques.

However, he was indeed a person of extraordinary talent, and he not only defeated five clans in the Nine Clans Alliance, but also completely established the founding status of the Wanling Lin Clan.

He was invincible in various battles afterward, and captured complete second-tier cultivation techniques for the three spiritual roots of water, wood and fire. Among them, the water attribute cultivation technique "Chonglan Guihai Jing" was a high-grade Xuan-level technique that could be cultivated to the Purple Mansion realm!

Lin Canglan is the one who specializes in this technique.

Lin Qing possesses spiritual roots of water, wood, and metal, so he can naturally cultivate this method as well.

"There are three secret techniques during the Foundation Establishment stage."

In his spare time, Lin Qing carefully studied the three-star conch boat.

In the early stages of Foundation Building, one can cultivate the "Heavy Wave Palm," which draws upon the weight of water and condenses it into a palm strike of immense power. This palm strike is equivalent to fifty jin, or 1,500 jin of force, striking down on the head!

If a few more drops of the Profound True Water are added, it can achieve a terrifying force of several thousand jin!

As for the ancestor Lin Canglan, after entering the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he cultivated another secret method.

Having memorized the key points of the technique, Lin Qing calmed down and entered into the tedious and monotonous practice.

……

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

"Which faction do you favor in this Holy Race war?"

The two late-stage Tier 1 sirens swayed their tails and spoke loudly to each other in the sea creature language.

The one who asked the question was a black-spotted scaled sea monster, whose upper body had transformed into the appearance of an ugly man, with his face covered in black scales.

The succubus being questioned was extremely beautiful, her entire body shrouded in a layer of pink gauze, her snow-white skin peeking out as she swayed her tail.

"Gurgle..."

This wasn't speaking; it was the sound of a male siren swallowing.

"ha-"

The female siren feigned anger and said, "How could a lowly race like us possibly comprehend the war between the Holy Races?"

"Isn't this because you've always been clever?" The male siren swallowed hard, praising her enthusiastically while his tail swayed incessantly, trying to show off his waist strength.

The succubus seemed extremely pleased; she covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her voice melodious and pleasant.

"Among the Holy Race, white is the most revered and purple is the most noble. The remaining five races—red, orange, yellow, green, and black—each lead a banner, collectively known as the Seven Holy Races."

"This time..."

Just as the sirens were about to speak again, she suddenly felt a jolt in her heart, and the pink gauze trembled slightly, causing her proud breasts to heave and sway, making the male sirens next to her stare so hard their eyes almost pop out!

"Hurry up!"

At that moment, the siren spewed out a cloud of pink foam, which enveloped her figure, making her entire siren body appear somewhat lighter.

Although the spotted fish-man sea monster was a beat slower, his reaction was extremely quick. Suddenly, the fish scales on his body detached and transformed into countless tiny protective shields.

"Pfft—"

A large, gray hand, about a foot square, suddenly emerged from the water and grabbed the spotted sea monster.

With a powerful squeeze, the male siren's face turned red.

"Ugh—"

The male siren opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood essence, which quickly landed on his body.

"Buzz-"

As the essence blood was absorbed by the demon body, the fish scales scattered all over its body turned blood red, and slowly opened a small gap in the water palm.

Seeing this, the male siren's spirits lifted. He didn't have time to take out his demon weapon, so he could only quickly transform back into his original form. In this form, his speed actually increased a few times!

However, a second water palm strike followed immediately. This time, the water palm was dark green and carried a hint of coldness.

Before even getting close, the male siren felt a powerful pressure far greater than before!

The sea siren, who had already fled far away, felt a slight sense of relief. But when she turned her head and saw something, she was immediately horrified and her soul nearly left her body!

A dark green hand appeared behind the male sea monster, its palm like a vortex, instantly shattering the male sea monster's protective scales. The male sea monster was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his entire body collapsing continuously, breaking into countless pieces of flesh and blood starting from his chest!

"Pfft—"

Seeing this, the siren spat out her blood essence, and pink mist billowed up, about to sweep her away in a flash.

"Since you've come as a guest, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

A magnetic male voice entered her ears, and to the siren's surprise, the voice was in the language of the sea tribe.

"you!-"

The siren wanted to ask something more, but suddenly everything went black, and a giant, dark green hand was already upon her.

At this moment, she finally understood the pain the male siren had suffered.

In addition to the immense pressure from the giant palm, a chill emanated from its edge, constantly attempting to freeze its own demonic veins.

The vortex in his palm was unfathomable, and even the Pink Cloud Barrier bestowed by Young Master Chi could not withstand it.

The female siren opened her mouth: "I am the Seventy-First Prince of the Holy Clan..."

"puff-"

Before she could finish speaking, she fell into a coma.

Then, with a gentle squeeze of the giant hand, she and the demonic weapon were pulled to the vicinity of the Cold Moon Island's ley lines.

The figure in green robes was upright and silent. He drew the sea monster close and, having removed her demonic artifact, the Powder Cloud Barrier, a large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed on the monster's upper body.

The figure in green glanced at it briefly, clicked his tongue twice, then withdrew his gaze, released his divine sense, and suddenly pierced into the female sea monster's brain!

"Ah—ah—"

The siren let out a painful howl, but her body was completely bound by Chonglan's palm, rendering her utterly immobile. She could only helplessly allow the cyan figure to "read" the information in her mind…

"Well-"

As the stimulation of her divine senses intensified, the female sea monster could no longer endure it and finally perished completely.

...

"How can you be so frail?"

Lin Qing, who was trying soul searching for the first time, smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction.

"but-"

Lin Qing had just finished his practice when he overheard the conversation between the two sea monsters.

Having swallowed the Thousand Word Pearl, he naturally heard every single word of the conversation.

Therefore, Lin Qing took the initiative to "interrupt" their conversation.

There was no other way. Although he could "understand" the siren's speech, there was a difference between humans and siren. It was more reliable to use the Soul Searching Technique to read information from the siren.

Soul Searching Technique is a spell that cultivators can cast after entering the Foundation Establishment stage. It requires a higher cultivation level than the target to be successfully cast.

Moreover, because it is indeed against the natural order, it is considered one of the two ironclad rules of cultivation, along with the principle of "not disturbing mortals".

"Soul-searching techniques must not be used indiscriminately."

Especially among those of the same kind.

Lin Qing had no reservations about using his abilities against the sea monsters, but unfortunately, it was his first time trying it, and the useful information he obtained was very limited.

"However, the sea race's holy war..."

Lin Qing's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but connect the holy war with the sea beast tide.

"So, the sea creatures have at least seven or eight branches..."

Lin Qing casually tossed aside the siren's corpse, then withdrew his secret technique, his mind filled with worry.

Over three years, he successfully extracted the cold energy from the earth's veins and refined the Yin Water of the Earth into his escape technique, which is why he was able to sneak into the vicinity of the two sea demons without anyone noticing.

Eight drops of profound true water were also condensed, bringing the total to nine drops.