Chapter 184 Steady Progress

On ordinary days, Fang Yue studied the inheritance of Lord Han. The core three methods were especially important, so he naturally wouldn't let them go. Therefore, he was already thoroughly familiar with the theoretical aspects.

Now, he needed practical operation.

Circulating his inner strength and cultivating, Fang Yue quickly became immersed in it.

The first step, completely learning the Empty Ice Swordplay, wasn't actually difficult.

With a foundation in swordplay and extremely high comprehension, Fang Yue only occasionally paused during the cultivation of the Empty Ice Swordplay, pondering and researching for a while before being able to continue cultivating.

After completely mastering the Empty Ice Swordplay, Fang Yue didn't stop and directly entered the next step.

Which was to cultivate the Empty Ice Swordplay using only the sword techniques.

At this step, Fang Yue was a little stuck.

Because this step required extremely high attainments in swordplay.

Even Fang Yue could only barely get started, and most of the progress was still being driven by his extremely high comprehension.

Slowly, as time passed, Fang Yue's cultivation of the Empty Ice Swordplay steadily advanced.

While Fang Yue was in seclusion, Tian Ruichi and the others outside weren't idle either.

They had all received Fang Yue's life-saving grace to some extent. Now that Fang Yue was going into seclusion, the others naturally perked up with utmost attention.

Under the night sky, Lin Ling brandished his spear on the deck, each thrust and stance precise and methodical.

From time to time, he would look back at the entrance of the cabin, planning to ask Fang Yue to teach him martial arts cultivation after Fang Yue came out.

Although Fang Yue was his junior and a vagrant, Lin Ling had to admit that Fang Yue's strength had far surpassed him, enough to become his master in martial arts.

Of course, he wouldn't say anything about seniority or titles, but he would keep the brotherly affection in mind.

In addition, he and Fang Yue felt exactly the same about reviving Lord Han.

Qing Chen was still studying Jing Yan's body in the early morning. As for the guard who had been harmed by the sea mist ghost, he had already been healed by Qing Chen. As he said before, although his life was saved, he had lost all his martial arts. He would probably retire and live a life of leisure when he returned to the capital.

Of course, that had nothing to do with Qing Chen.

On the other hand, Jing Yan's condition seemed irreversible, and he could only ask the divine physician in the capital to take a look at it later.

Tian Ruichi was inspecting the situation on the ship, occasionally stopping to practice a few moves, seemingly studying swordplay.

The ship enjoyed a rare moment of peace.

But this peace was only temporary.

When the sky brightened and the Han River Giant Ship left the range of the Mist-Eating Corpse's body, ominous shadows began to swim around the ship in the surrounding lake bottom, then quickly dispersed, as if lurking for something.

This discovery made Helmsman Lao speed up. Relying on the speed advantage, he successfully shook off most of them, but there were still some extremely fast shadows that followed closely.

This kind of strangeness was either extremely strong or had speed-specialized characteristics.

Neither was good news.

After telling the others about the situation, Helmsman Lao immediately said that he wanted Fang Yue to come out of seclusion, but the others were obviously unwilling.

In the end, Qing Chen stood up.

"Pour this into the river."

He handed something to Jing Yan. Jing Yan picked up the paper bag Qing Chen handed him in confusion. It was quite heavy, a bit heavy, and felt like some kind of rice flour.

Without thinking too much, he came to the stern and was about to pour the thing down when he suddenly thought of what Qing Chen had told him.

Qing Chen had said that his gills might allow him to swim safely in the Han River, or even dive and breathe...

Looking down at the rolling Han River, Jing Yan suddenly felt an impulse in his heart, an impulse to jump directly into the river from the boat.

Fortunately, the shadows swarming over from the bottom of the lake gave him a shudder and woke him up.

"Am I crazy? This is the Han River! Isn't jumping into the Han River looking for death!"

Shaking his head, Jing Yan cleared his mind and then scattered the paper bag in his hand onto the lake.

Whoosh.

A large pile of powder flew out of the paper bag and fell into the lake.

Like fish bait, as soon as these powders entered the Han River, the lake bottom shadows that were originally chasing the Han River Giant Ship stopped for a moment, then turned around and swam quickly towards the location where the powder fell.

Seeing this, Jing Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, they were temporarily out of danger.

But what the hell was in this bag? It actually had this effect on the Han River's strangeness.

Holding such doubts, he returned to Qing Chen's side, but the answer he got made him stunned.

"Just corpse powder."

"Corpse? Whose?"

"Of course, it's from the weird things. I did some special processing, so it might have an enticing effect on the weird things in the Han River. I just did it casually. Since it's effective, I'll make more later."

Saying that, Qing Chen went back.

But Jing Yan felt weird, feeling that Qing Chen seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't think too much about it, because no matter what, Qing Chen wouldn't betray them.

He still had this bit of trust in Qing Chen after coming all this way, although Qing Chen sometimes became strange when he was studying weird things.

Getting rid of the threat of the weird things at the bottom of the lake, Jing Yan could barely breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the time, Jing Yan also returned to his room and touched the exit game.

…

In reality.

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready! Jing Yan, open the door, open the door for me! I won't be polite if you don't open the door!"

The sound of knocking on the iron door made Jing Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

He had moved to Haiyu City with Sister Ying for a few days.

The prison here was much more advanced than the one in Jianghai City... Well, that's right, it was advanced.

Unlike then, when he had to squeeze into a small room with two otaku.

Now Jing Yan was living in a single room! A single room with an iron door!

What's this called? This is called the right to privacy!

Don't just look at this small change, that's because you haven't seen the situation in the hall outside.

First, his face changed like a lovestruck puppy, and he replied loudly, "Sister Ying, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'll be right there, I'm getting dressed!"

Listening to the dissatisfied humming sounds outside, Jing Yan slowly got out of bed and came to the closet to pick out today's prison uniform.

The brand-new prison uniform was a bit like the style of school students' clothing. Except for the somewhat conspicuous prison number, the style could be worn outside directly as a trendy young man.

Dressed in the prison uniform, he finally put on a serious face and tied a small tie. Jing Yan skillfully picked up a tall, empty wine glass from the table next to him, and with the other hand, he grabbed a [Rose from '82] that he had just exchanged for yesterday using prison points… Well, [Rose from '82] was just a prison rose number. In reality, it was just a wildflower by the roadside, with yellow and red flowers, but it was called a rose.

Of course, that's not important!

What's important is…

Creak.

Opening the door, that fierce woman came into view.

Jing Yan suppressed the urge to tremble in his legs and squeezed out a smile. "Sister Ying is also full of energy today!"

Sister Ying: ???