The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

half a month later.

Chao Zhao arrived at Moro Town, a small town in Zhongzhou closest to the South China Sea.

The people living here have made a living by fishing at sea for generations, so they are very devout in their faith in the South China Sea. As soon as Chao Zhao entered the town, he felt the very different customs and characteristics.

Strings of shells and various sea algae dot the town's roads. The night-shining pearls used for lighting in the town's shops have their shells wrapped in jellyfish-shaped tools, creating a dreamlike experience.

The minerals used to pave the streets are all sea stones produced in the South China Sea. When the sunlight falls on them, they reflect a shimmering luster, making people feel as if they are on the sea.

"It's so pretty."

Chao Zhao sighed.

[Yeah! Xiaodie thinks it looks good too!]

Liuhuandie, who was released back into Chao Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness together with Polan, also made a sound of surprise.

[I don’t know if the storyline here is different from that in Northern Cangzhou.]

“…We’ll talk about this later.”

Chao Zhao twitched his mouth and decisively went to the largest port in Moro Town.

There are hundreds of ships going out to sea in Moro Town every day, so the port is built exceptionally magnificently.

Hundreds of ships were moored at the shore, and the huge ships had obvious markings on their fallen sails.

People come and go in the port, all of them are cultivators with great accomplishments.

Chao Zhao also saw that many crew members were applying a special transparent material on the ship.

She murmured curiously, "What is this?"

"Sea gel."

A voice suddenly interrupted from behind and answered her question.

When Chao Zhao turned around, he saw an extremely dazzling red-haired woman standing behind him.

Her naturally wavy red hair seemed to be coated with a light golden hue as she walked out into the sunshine.

The neat light brown tights fit her tall and sexy figure, highlighting her sharp and cool temperament.

Her eyebrows were smiling, and her clear lake blue eyes reflected the waves of the South China Sea in the distance, as if they were filled with azure blue water.

Zhao Zhao blinked slowly and asked, "Sea gel?"

"Yes."

The red-haired woman walked up to Zhao Zhao and stared ahead. "This is the gum produced by a plant called sea coral deep in the South China Sea. After being extracted, it can strengthen ships and resist strong winds and waves."

"Thank you."

Zhao Zhao likes beauties very much, especially beauties like this who are pleasing to the eyes. "My name is Zhao Zhao, may I ask who you are?"

"Yanlu, from Moruo Town."

The red-haired beauty raised her plump red lips and pointed at a sailing ship in the harbor and said, "That's my ship."

Chao Zhao looked in the direction she pointed.

Among the ships docked at the port, there were several that were larger than the others, and the one Yanlu was referring to was one of them.

At this time, the sails of the ship had been lowered, and on them was printed a gorgeous scepter held by a pair of hands covered with fish scales.

Chao Zhao noticed the name of the ship engraved on the side of the ship - Poseidon.

"Poseidon?"

"Most people who make a living from the South China Sea believe in the sea god."

Yanlu explained with a smile, "My Poseidon is the best among all the sailing ships in Moro Town."

Naming one's own sailing ship after God is obviously impossible in a region of fanatical religious belief, but Yanlu did it, which is enough to show how high her status is in Moro Town.

"Sister Yan."

Zhao Zhao watched the crew of the Poseidon applying the sea gel, and a thought came to his mind, "Is your Poseidon going to sea?"

"Correct."

Yan Lu raised his eyebrows and said, "You are not from Moruo Town, or even from Zhongzhou. Why did you come to such a remote corner? Do you want to go to sea?"

"Sister Yan has good eyesight."

Chao Zhao smiled sincerely, "I am from Northern Cangzhou, and I did come here to go to sea."

"Row."

Yanlu agreed lazily. She didn't even ask Chaozhao about his purpose of going out to sea. She agreed directly.

"Then you can board my ship, but my Poseidon goes to the deep South China Sea. I am not responsible for your safety."

"No problem, thank you Sister Yan!"

Chao Zhao agreed immediately.

"Heh." Yan Lu snorted and laughed, pinching the soft flesh on Chao Zhao's cheek, "Come with me."

Yanlu stepped into the port and Chaozhao followed.

As soon as her iconic red hair appeared, she attracted the attention of the busy people of Moruo Town at the port, and they all greeted Yanlu enthusiastically.

"Yanlu, are you going out to sea again?"

“I’m going to come back with a full load again this time, hahaha!”

"What you said is true. The Poseidon of Yanluo has always had a great harvest. Last time, they even brought back the skeleton of a sea monster in the God Transformation Stage!"

——The skeleton of a sea monster in the God Transformation Stage?

Chao Zhao was startled.

In the South China Sea, sea monsters have a natural home advantage, so Yanluo’s strength must be stronger than that of the opponent.

Yan Lu turned his head slightly and asked directly: "What do you want to ask?"

Chao Zhao also expressed his doubts truthfully: "Did my sister capture the sea monster in the Spiritualization Stage?"

"This..."

Yan Lu twitched his lips and said, "I just acted as a jackal once."

understood.

Nodding at Zhao.

Although the South China Sea is vast, sea monsters also have their own territorial awareness. Especially in the deep sea, it is common for two giant sea monsters to fight for territory.

As Yanlu and Chaozhao stepped onto the Poseidon, all the crew members of the Poseidon looked over.

Most of the crew members of the Poseidon are strong and have a healthy wheat-colored skin, and their faces show the vicissitudes of life caused by years of sea breeze.

"Sister Yan, who is this girl?"

"Zhao Zhao, she will go to sea with us."

After Yan Lu said this, the rest of the crew looked at each other.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Chao Zhao asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Should I not come up?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Yanlu shook his head.

Among the crew members, a young man gradually walked out of the control room at the rear. His cold white skin was in sharp contrast to the wheat-colored skin of the crew members around him.

His gaze only fell on Chao Zhao for a moment and then quickly moved to Yan Lu. His eyes were dark and his emotions were unclear.

"You want to take her out to sea?"

"of course."

Yan Lu still kept smiling, his emotions were not affected at all, "I am the captain and I have the final say. Why don't our helmsman return to the control room?"

The man pursed his lips and said nothing.

For a moment, no one at the scene dared to breathe, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the undercurrent between the two.

After a moment, it was obvious that the helmsman was the first to be defeated.

Seeing him turn around and walk directly to the control room, the other crew members were obviously relieved.

"Sister Yan."

Zhao Zhao blinked and said, "Doesn't this helmsman like outsiders to board your ship?"

"His name is Lang Sui."

Yan Lu snorted, "Don't worry about him. He has always been like this, just like the weather in the South China Sea, which is unpredictable."

Zhao Zhao: “.........”

What an apt description.

Yanlu took her to a single room on the ship: "This is your room. Okay, we are ready to set sail."

“I want to see it!”

Chao Zhao raised his hand excitedly.

Yanlu stared at her excited face, her lake-blue eyes flickering. She smiled and nodded: "Okay."

So Chao Zhao followed her to the deck.

The Poseidon was re-coated with sea gel inside and out. You couldn't feel anything when you stepped on it, and you could only see the transparent gel through the refraction of sunlight.

All the sails were lowered, heavy horns sounded, and the huge Poseidon sailed out of the port and headed for the South China Sea under the watchful eyes of the people of Moro Town.