It had been several months since this master and his disciples arrived at the seaside. The master, accompanied by three children, remained an enigma—no one knew their sect or lineage. Day after day, they sent the young boy into the sea, and though others observed this, none understood their purpose.
Some curious souls had secretly followed him into the water, yet found nothing of note. Little did they expect to witness an ancient divine sword emerge from the depths today.
Just as someone was about to approach, the boy's master and his companions appeared.
"Second Senior Brother!"
Yue'er hurried forward. Seeing him soaking wet and unconscious, she quickly checked him, pressing his abdomen. Soon, he coughed up water, cleared his throat, and slowly opened his eyes.
Hao'er approached, relieved to see him awake. He channeled spirit energy to dry the boy's soaked clothes while asking, "How are you? Feeling better?"
