Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1192: Duty-bound Matters

Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: Duty-bound Matters

The vast majority of martial artists on the sea vessel, before crossing over the Purgatory Sea to Shenwu Continent, are doing so to broaden their horizons, accumulate experience, and seek opportunities within the Martial Dao.

This is a form of training.

Since it is training, various unforeseen risks and crises will inevitably occur. Some martial artists can turn danger into safety and successfully overcome these risks and crises, while others may unfortunately perish. This is a common occurrence for martial artists during their training.

Fang Bai, having lived through tens of thousands of years across two lifetimes, had long since grown accustomed to this.

Although Fang Bai could use the Beast Taming Scripture to drive away the Dragon Scale Whales, they currently posed no threat to most of the martial artists on the ship. Furthermore, those martial artists who voluntarily jumped off the ship to attack the Dragon Scale Whales were mostly doing so to gain practical combat experience and to comprehend the profound truths of Martial Dao through the battle. If Fang Bai intervened, it might be considered meddlesome.

As for those martial artists who lost their lives to the Dragon Scale Whales’ attacks, after all, they are the minority, and this was the fate they were destined to meet.

Therefore, Fang Bai simply stood by and watched, deciding not to get involved unless Su Linglong, Ghost Hand, and the others were in danger.

Although Su Linglong, Ghost Hand, and others encountered repeated dangers while fighting fiercely with the Dragon Scale Whales, they all managed to escape unscathed. This brought Fang Bai great comfort, thinking that his close friends and disciples had achieved commendable success in the Martial Dao and would have a certain ability to protect themselves even against Cosmic Level Experts in the future.

Several hundred martial artists used ropes to move swiftly over the sea surface. Wielding their spiritual artifacts, waves of Essence Energy surged forth as they engaged in an unending fierce battle with more than a hundred Dragon Scale Whales, with martial artists continuously getting injured or perishing.

The fallen martial artists plunged into the sea, becoming a feast wrapped in the bellies of the Dragon Scale Whales.

And the injured martial artists were pulled up to the ship by others for treatment.

Under the joint attack of numerous martial artists, the Dragon Scale Whales also suffered significant distress. Of the hundred-odd whales, more than half had their tough scales damaged and dived into the water to flee.

With more and more Dragon Scale Whales escaping, the martial artists standing on the ship watching nervously erupted into cheers, encouraging the adventurers who had jumped off the ship to drive the whales away. The faces of everyone revealed expressions of joy and relief.

The martial artists who had been fighting fiercely with the Dragon Scale Whales also sensed victory was near and revitalized their spirits, intensifying their attacks.

A hundred breaths later, the Whale King, responsible for commanding the hundred-odd Dragon Scale Whales to ram the ship, also seemed to realize that the situation was hopeless. It let out a sharp and urgent cry, leading all the Dragon Scale Whales to dive deep into the sea and swiftly flee.

The sea vessel, which had been continuously rocked by the impact, finally regained stability, and the martial artists on board cheered and high-fived in celebration.

"The fact that we were able to drive away the sea beasts with such a small price was all thanks to everyone’s concerted efforts! Steward Wu thanks everyone here!

After Wu Rongshan from Green Bamboo Stronghold leaped back onto the ship, and when the other martial artists had also boarded, he clasped his fists and bowed deeply to them in gratitude.

Wu Rongshan, as the steward of today’s most powerful sect on Tiansheng Continent, Green Bamboo Stronghold, is also a mid-Cosmic Level expert, and the owner of this vessel. The martial artists hold him in high regard. Seeing him clasping his fists and bowing, they all returned the gesture.

"However..."

Wu Rongshan straightened up, his gaze sweeping across the nearly thousand martial artists gathered on the deck of the ship, and he spoke solemnly: "The journey to Shenwu Continent is long, and Purgatory Sea is home to ferocious sea beasts. We may also encounter extremely severe weather and difficulties. To wish for a smooth sailing is just wishful thinking..."

As he said this, he clasped his fists and bowed again, raising his voice: "Steward Wu hopes that in the coming days, should we encounter risks or crises, we can cooperate as we did today. Only by working together can we overcome the hard times and safely reach the other shore!"

"Of course!"

"This is our responsibility!"

"Don’t worry, Steward Wu; we all understand the big picture!"

"Those who are too cowardly and afraid to die, unwilling to put in the effort, let’s all despise him together!"

...

Martial Artists on the scene were responding one after another, many of whom had crossed the Purgatory Sea more than once and understood how important it is to work together on the sea vessel.

In the previous intense battle with the Dragon Scale Whales, not many Martial Artists were injured or perished. The vast majority were simply drained of too much True Yuan, so much so that after returning to the ship, they couldn’t even stand steadily. Therefore, some Martial Artists went to their rooms to recuperate, while others simply sat cross-legged on the spacious deck to nurse their Essence Energy, aiming to recover as quickly as possible.

Fang Bai and Su Linglong chatted a few words on the deck before returning to their own rooms.

Having escaped the Dragon Scale Whales, the sea vessel continued its high-speed voyage, and two days later it had covered a thousand miles.

In the dead of night, with a full moon hanging high, the thousand Martial Artists on the ship had entered the Cultivation State, rendering the scene utterly silent.

Wu Rongshan sat alone on the lookout tower of the ship, gazing up at the full moon in the night sky, his eyes filled with a touch of worry.

The moon of days past was clear and bright, its color like silver, yet at this moment, the moon appeared dim and hazy, like a sickly beautiful lady.

Based on Wu Rongshan’s past experience, such a sight foretold that in the near future, an adverse thunderstorm covering hundreds of miles would descend upon the Purgatory Sea. It was uncertain whether it would hit them directly or merely graze by them.

A thunderstorm’s fury is a force of nature, with contained energy far beyond human resistance.

Adverse thunderstorm weather, with its destructive power to sea vessels even more dreadful than the previous group of Sea Beasts, would be a stroke of luck if avoided. If enveloped within it, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Furthermore, the sea vessel had encountered an unusual event so soon after setting sail — a large-scale attack by Dragon Scale Whales — which lead Wu Rongshan to infer that this voyage to the Shenwu Continent was unlikely to go smoothly.

However, in repelling the Dragon Scale Whale attack, Wu Rongshan hadn’t even activated the Defensive Array set up on the ship. He felt that even if another batch of Spirit Beasts, several times fiercer, were to arrive, with the ship’s own durability and the Defensive Array, they could hold their ground.

Suddenly, Wu Rongshan’s gaze shifted, noticing in the distant, vast and star-twinkling night sky, swathes of dark clouds gathering. Among these clouds, Lightning Snakes flickered, and it seemed as though the sound of thunder could be heard.

"It’s coming... it’s coming... it seems we won’t be able to avoid this storm..."

Wu Rongshan muttered to himself, suddenly standing up, and then, as if his tongue loosed spring thunder, shouted loudly: "The storm is coming! Everyone, be careful!"

His shout, infused with a trace of Cosmic Level Essence Energy, boomed like thunder, instantly awakening all the Martial Artists on the ship.

Many Martial Artists, unaware of what emergency had occurred, rushed out of their rooms half-dressed onto the deck, and approached Wu Rongshan to ask, "Steward Wu, what’s the matter?"

After recuperating half a day and half a night, the Martial Artists who had driven away the Dragon Scale Whales during the day had recovered to their peak strength, and their understanding of the Martial Dao had deepened from the intense fight, feeling like they had inexhaustible strength.

Wu Rongshan didn’t speak, but simply raised his right arm and pointed towards the distant night sky.

The Martial Artists on the scene followed the direction he pointed, and couldn’t help but contract their pupils, each drawing a sharp breath.