"That's it?" Xiemen Waidao asked with a sneer, wiping the corner of his mouth.
"Someone who puked the whole way has no right to say that," Mukuai 1234 said coldly.
"Did I say I wasn't up to it?"
"...You're ruthless."
Even though the sea star was no longer moving, Zheng Quan did not rashly approach. Instead, he looked at Fang Cheng, ready to follow his lead.
After a quick calculation, Fang Cheng said, "It's dead, but something feels off. Let's go up and take a look."
Nodding, Zheng Quan summoned the sailors to start rowing. The sailing ship moved across the calm waters and soon reached the body of the sea star.
Leaping from the deck, Fang Cheng's Taoist skills took effect, and his game character floated down gently, like a feather, onto the sea star.
Seeing Fang Cheng's move, Zheng Quan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help saying, "Mr. Fang turns out to be a Cultivator too."
"Of course, my Taoism level is 30 now."
