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On the second day in the sky, the heat was so intense it dried everything out.
After twenty-three days out at sea, as July gave way to August, the fleet had a full haul and turned around to officially begin the journey home.
The mast's shadow had shrunk to less than the height of a person, and the dense greenish fishing nets were hung along the boat's edge, occasionally with a few whitened fish scales attached, emitting an unpleasant fishy smell.
Liang Qu glanced around; those with higher cultivation levels were still fine, but those with lower ones had basically "changed their complexions."
"Ha ha, Hei Yinbin!"
"What the hell, am I that black?" Bai Yinbin was so scared he started to look everywhere for a mirror.
"Just kidding, you're just a little red, not black." Xiang Fangsu laughed heartily.
"There's one Bing Fire Day in a year, just over twenty-odd days." Ke Wenbin lay on a lounge chair, looking languid, "We're in luck, getting the full sun."
