Shi Feiyang asked Wu Qingyang, "Weren't you in the East Sea? How did you end up in the North Sea?"
Wu Qingyang let out a long sigh, "I originally thought that among the Four Seas, the East Sea was the most vast and, receiving the Vitality from the Eastern Jia Yi Wood, was most suitable for nurturing life. Little did I expect, after you visited the island last time, you got into a big fight with someone. It was earth-shattering..."
He was just a clam spirit. No matter how many years he cultivated, he didn't have much in the way of divine skills. His means of survival were quite limited, and the Treasure Beads he produced were highly coveted by cultivators. Ever since he became sentient, he had been trying to find ways to hide himself.
