Chapter 465: Entering Wanshe Island, The Ancient Fish Spirit Fruit
The excitement of the martial arts competition gradually died down with its conclusion. After witnessing several high-quality matches and their outcomes, the various powerful figures left, satisfied.
However, as they departed, they also spread the news of a young man named Mo Yu, whose feats had caused quite a stir.
This young man, who had defeated Bloodthorn from the Bloodfang Clan, began to gain fame throughout the South Sea region without even realizing it.
Yet Mo Yu himself wasn't very interested in this growing reputation. If not for his desire to revive Uncle Snake, he wouldn't have even come to the South Sea region.
So, when Shui Muqing mentioned his rising fame in the South Sea, Mo Yu simply dismissed it. What concerned him more was Wanshe Island.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened next. The day after the competition, Mo Yu, led by Shui Cang, arrived at the inner region of Wanshe Island.
Standing at the edge of the island, Mo Yu paused. He looked at the ancient and mysterious land before him, even feeling the heat from the purple-gold scales in his sleeve. A contemplative expression flashed in his eyes.
"Wanshe Island is vast, with an area comparable to a small empire. Mo Yu, if you enter the island, remember not to step into the forbidden zone at the center. It's said that there are ancient death traps there, and many powerful experts who entered out of curiosity never returned," Shui Cang warned as he stood beside Mo Yu, looking at Wanshe Island.
Since only one person was allowed to enter Wanshe Island per spot, Mo Yu had left Qingzhi behind to guard the Shui family's camp. He would explore the island alone.
Hearing Shui Cang's warning, Mo Yu was momentarily stunned, then nodded lightly. Although he mentally marked the forbidden area as a danger zone, if Uncle Snake's revival was at stake, Mo Yu might have to disregard the risks.
As the two spoke, other major factions began to arrive one after another. Soon, the ten individuals who had earned spots on Wanshe Island had all gathered.
Mo Yu glanced around.
Apart from himself, there were nine others. Those who caught his attention were naturally from the three major magical beast families, as well as the Xuan family and the Linjia Clan.
As expected, from the Twin-headed Jiaolong Clan, the one entering Wanshe Island was the Jiaolong Prince.
The representatives from the Wild Shark Clan and the Blood Tyrant Crocodile Clan were two men exuding a powerful and ferocious aura.
Seeing this, Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed slightly. As expected, the three major magical beast clans of the ocean were truly impressive…
However, what surprised Mo Yu next was the representative from the Xuan family. It was a beautiful woman with delicate features, wearing a black and gold gown.
Though she was a woman, Mo Yu could sense that her threat level was not much lower than that of the Jiaolong Prince.
From the Linjia Clan, there was a handsome young man wearing armor similar to that of Lin Zhan Zun. He appeared to be part of the royal guard of the Linjia Clan.
As Mo Yu was observing, the Jiaolong Prince seemed to sense his gaze and looked over with a cold, cruel glint in his eyes.
In response, Mo Yu smirked coldly. If this guy provoked him, Mo Yu wouldn't hesitate to cut off both of his heads.
"All right, if everyone is ready, you may now enter Wanshe Island," Xuangang Zunzhê announced from the sky, addressing the ten individuals below.
"Hmm," the ten nodded, their eyes filled with anticipation and excitement.
Wanshe Island was a gift from the heavens to the South Sea region, hiding countless treasures and ancient legacies. If one could obtain them, it could provide the opportunity to reach the level of Dou Zun, perhaps even becoming a true powerhouse on the continent!
Seeing their reactions, Xuangang Zunzhê said no more. He raised his hand, and a golden token flew from his grasp. Beams of golden light shot out, illuminating the barrier that covered the entire inner region of Wanshe Island.
Buzz buzz!
As the golden light shone, the sky above the inner region of Wanshe Island began to shimmer with golden light, forming a golden array that enveloped the entire island.
Mo Yu watched the array cover Wanshe Island. This barrier was clearly not something the island itself possessed but seemed to have been placed there by the sixteen top powers of the South Sea region.
Perhaps they wanted to use this method to declare that Wanshe Island belonged to the humans, the Sea Clan, and the three major magical beast powers.
With the golden array covering Wanshe Island, waves of energy rippled, and a golden gate appeared in the air.
"Go ahead," Xuangang Zunzhê said as he looked at the opening gate.
Seeing this, Mo Yu and the others nodded without hesitation. They stepped forward and leaped through the golden gate.
Boom.
After Mo Yu and the others entered Wanshe Island, the golden gate slowly closed behind them, sealing the ancient land away from the outside world.
Tap!
Upon entering Wanshe Island, Mo Yu was plunged into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.
Before him stretched a vast forest, its immense expanse hiding an ancient and dangerous presence that made Mo Yu feel uneasy.
"So this is the inner region of Wanshe Island…" Mo Yu murmured, raising his eyebrows in surprise.
Looking around, Mo Yu realized that there were no others nearby. It seemed that the moment they passed through the golden gate, the ten individuals had been separated and dropped into different parts of the island.
Mo Yu nodded. This was fine by him; he had no interest in clashing with the Jiaolong Prince or the others unless necessary.
The most important task now was to find the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent's legacy and help Uncle Snake revive.
As Mo Yu stepped into the forest, his pace instinctively slowed. His inner instinct told him that this was no ordinary place, and carelessness could cost him his life.
The vast, ancient forest was filled with a strange fragrance, and a light mist drifted among the trees. Occasionally, small animals darted out of the undergrowth, adding to the peaceful atmosphere, making it look like a paradise.
"This ancient forest on Wanshe Island has evolved over countless years, creating its own world. There are likely many powerful magical beasts here, so I'd better be cautious," Mo Yu muttered to himself as he landed lightly on a tree branch, surveying his surroundings.
He could sense numerous strong presences in the forest, undoubtedly belonging to the local magical beasts.
The ancient forest was indeed vast. Even after flying for more than ten minutes, Mo Yu had yet to see the end of it, further confirming the immense size of Wanshe Island.
Along the way, he sensed many fierce auras, and on several occasions, large, fearsome-looking magical beasts crossed his path.
Seeing this, Mo Yu gripped his Divine Thunder Spear. Perhaps due to the faint dragon aura emitted by the spear's spirit, none of the beasts dared approach him, allowing him to proceed smoothly.
Whoosh!
As Mo Yu was traveling, his gaze suddenly locked onto something, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
In front of him was a small lake, about thirty feet wide. The lake water was exceptionally clear, though its bottom was not visible.
In the center of the lake was a small patch of floating land, like a tiny island. On that island stood an oddly shaped tree.
The small tree was black and white, its branches twisting like vines. These branches intertwined to form an unusual curve. From a distance, the shape of the tree resembled a leaping fish. At the tree's mouth-like opening, a faint golden light glimmered.
"That's a Fish Spirit Tree!"
Mo Yu was stunned at first, then smiled in delight.
The Fish Spirit Tree was an ancient treasure. Its fruit, the Fish Spirit Fruit, contained immense energy. If consumed by a Dou Zong fighter, it would guarantee an increase of one star in strength.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu's eyes burned with excitement.
"However, natural treasures like this always have guardians. The Fish Spirit Fruit is a rare and powerful treasure, beneficial even to magical beasts. There's no way it wouldn't have a guardian," Mo Yu thought to himself.
His eyes turned to the lake, and he raised his spear. With a sweep of his hand, a powerful gust of wind slammed into the lake, creating a massive cavity in the water.
Boom!
As soon as the strike hit, the previously calm lake erupted into towering waves.
Suddenly, a massive shadow rose from the depths of the lake. With a loud splash, a gigantic figure emerged, its enormous eyes gleaming with hostility as it scanned the surroundings.
"It's a Blue-scaled Demon Python! This species has long gone extinct in the outside world," Mo Yu exclaimed in surprise as he saw the massive beast break through the water.
The creature had the body of a serpent, covered in blue scales. Its long body exuded a terrifyingly cold aura.
Mo Yu had read about this ancient magical beast in ancient texts on the Dou Qi continent.
In ancient times, the Blue-scaled Demon Python was known for its combat prowess. It was rumored to carry traces of dragon blood in its veins.
"To think I'd encounter a Blue-scaled Demon Python here," Mo Yu murmured, his brow slightly raised.
The Blue-scaled Demon Python was a seventh-rank beast. With its bloodline and physical strength, it could even fight a peak Dou Zong expert.
Realizing this, Mo Yu didn't hesitate. He swiped his hand across his beast ring, summoning a blue figure.
"Hold off this snake for me!"
The blue figure was none other than Mo Yu's undead puppet. Though its strength had decreased after its transformation into a puppet, its seventh-grade sword still made it a formidable match for the Blue-scaled Demon Python.
Upon receiving Mo Yu's command, the puppet brandished its sword and charged at the python. The sharpness of the seventh-grade sword caused the python to feel an intense sense of danger.
"Foul human! Don't think you can succeed!" the Blue-scaled Demon Python hissed angrily.
The python's massive tail whipped toward the puppet, sending shockwaves that churned the entire lake.
"Fight all you want, but don't destroy my Fish Spirit Fruit," Mo Yu muttered, frowning as the fierce battle between the puppet and the python intensified.
He activated his Lightning Void Step, his body flickering and vanishing in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already on the small island in the center of the lake.
Standing beside the Fish Spirit Tree, Mo Yu saw a golden fruit, about the size of a fist, hanging from the branches that resembled a fish's mouth.
The fruit looked like a fish, with a lifelike shape that resembled a golden carp. A faint fragrance emanated from it, making Mo Yu tremble slightly in excitement.
"Cursed human, don't touch what belongs to me!"
Seeing Mo Yu leap onto the island, the Blue-scaled Demon Python let out a furious roar and whipped its massive tail toward him.
However, the tireless puppet swung its sword again, intercepting the python's attack.
Boom!
Another violent collision echoed across the lake. To protect the Fish Spirit Tree, Mo Yu stood his ground, shielding it from the destructive force of the battle.
After fending off the attack, Mo Yu quickly cut a large branch from the Fish Spirit Tree and fashioned a simple wooden box.
The Fish Spirit Fruit was a unique treasure. If stored in anything other than the tree's own branches, it would gradually lose its potency. Only a box made from its own wood could preserve it.
Once the box was ready, Mo Yu carefully pruned the branches surrounding the fruit and clipped the section holding the golden fruit. He placed it inside the wooden box and stowed it in his beast ring.
"To think I would find a Fish Spirit Fruit here. Wanshe Island truly lives up to its reputation," Mo Yu smiled. This unexpected discovery had brought him an invaluable treasure.
Now, it was time to find the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent's legacy and help Uncle Snake revive!
However, as soon as Mo Yu secured the Fish Spirit Fruit, the Blue-scaled Demon Python grew even more furious. Its blood-red eyes locked onto him, filled with murderous intent.
"Human, return the Fish Spirit Fruit to me, or I will make sure you never leave this forest alive!" the python hissed menacingly.
"Oh? Let's see if you have the power to do that," Mo Yu replied coldly.
"Blue-scaled Demon Python, I'll help you deal with him. Could you share half of the Fish Spirit Fruit with me?"
Suddenly, a raspy, cold voice echoed through the forest. Moments later, a fierce-looking man stepped out from the trees.
Seeing the figure, Mo Yu frowned and said in a low voice, "The Wild Shark Clan… Are you trying to get involved in this too?" (Chapter End)
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