Soon, Chen Shouyi descended from the sky.
He massaged his temples with his fingers, and after a while, the throbbing in his head slowly subsided.
The previous canoe was still stranded on the beach, but he wasn't planning to row over.
The distances between the islands were simply too far, ranging from thirty to forty kilometers to as much as two to three hundred kilometers. Searching all the small islands would take who knows how long.
Besides, flying wasn't feasible, as it drained his mental energy.
Especially now that his soul was injured, he couldn't persist for long.
At most, he could only fly for five minutes!
"However, it's not like there's no other way."
He glanced at the Shell Lady who was diligently collecting nectar in the flower bushes, then withdrew his gaze and headed towards the beach.
