Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai slowly raised his hand, the movement was slow and heavy, as if every tiny movement was carrying a thousand pounds of weight. His arm moved slowly in the air, the movement seemed to carry an indescribable sense of solemnity.

Finally, his hand gently fell on Guang Shichen's shoulder, with just the right amount of strength, which contained both deep concern like the deep sea and ardent encouragement like a raging fire. He said earnestly: "Return to your new life, don't let your imagination run wild. The road of life is like a long galaxy, full of unknowns and variables, but because of this, there will be more brilliant and beautiful scenery waiting for you to explore and discover."

There was a gleam of unwavering determination in Guang Shichen's eyes, and that determined look seemed to be a bright star twinkling in the dark and deep night sky, shining brightly. He nodded silently, and that slight movement seemed to contain endless determination and strength, as if he secretly vowed in his heart to bravely face the challenging life in the future.

Wang Xunhai turned his head slowly, his movements were smooth and natural, with a calm and steady manner. His deep eyes were like a clear spring, and he looked deeply at Chao Yiting who was looking at him with admiration, with some real concern and eager expectation in his eyes. He asked softly: "Chao Yiting, how are you doing recently?"

Chao Yiting's face instantly flushed with a peach-like blush, which was as beautiful and shy as the colorful sunset glow in the sky. She said shyly, "I have been working hard to improve my cultivation, and I dare not slack off or relax at all. Every morning, when the first ray of soft sunlight sprinkles on the vast land like a veil, I begin to practice with all my heart, and feel the agile and mysterious aura between heaven and earth with my heart, and try to integrate it into my body and soul. At night, when the stars are like bright gems dotting the vast night sky, I am still diligently studying the profound exercises, striving to break through my current bottleneck and achieve a higher level of improvement."

Wang Xunhai laughed, and a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, which was like warm sunshine, gently shining on Chao Yiting's heart, filling her heart with joy and motivation. He said: "You have such unswerving determination and persistent efforts. In time, you may really become a powerful person who is admired by the generation. I am full of confidence and expectations for you."

Chao Yiting's face turned even redder, and she nodded vigorously. Her heart seemed to be burning with a raging fire, filled with firm confidence and powerful motivation. That confidence was like a burning flame, hot and firm, illuminating her way forward.

Wang Xunhai's eyes slowly moved towards Cang Weimin, with deep concern in his eyes. That concern was like a gurgling stream, gentle and delicate. He asked, "What about you, Cang Weimin?"

Cang Weimin fell into a moment of contemplation, his eyes revealing a memory of the past years and a satisfaction and cherishment of the present life. He said slowly: "I have returned to a peaceful and normal life and became an ordinary hunter in the wilderness. Along the way, I have experienced countless twists and turns, just like wandering on the road of life, going around in circles, and finally returning to the original starting point. However, I do not feel regretful or frustrated. Every day, I get up early, greet the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and step into the dense and deep forest. There, I listen to the clear and melodious singing of the birds, feel the breeze like a mother's hand, and carefully look for the traces of prey. Although in this process, sometimes there are some unexpected dangers, but I have never had the thought of retreating. I feel that although this kind of life is simple, it is full of a real and fulfilling feeling, which makes me feel extremely satisfied and at ease."

Wang Xunhai nodded seriously, his expression solemn and serious, as if he was thinking about something important. He reminded: "When hunting, you must pay special attention to safety, and never be careless or negligent. The forest is full of various unknown dangers and challenges. Every time you go out, you must remain highly vigilant and always pay attention to the surrounding environment and changes."

Wang Xunhai looked at his companions in front of him, his heart filled with emotion, surging like a tide. These few companions are witnesses of his journey. Their existence is like the bright stars, leaving indelible deep traces in his life journey. These traces, carrying their common memories and precious experiences, are invaluable spiritual wealth in their lives. The passionate scenes of common struggle, the warm moments of mutual support, flashed through his mind like wonderful movie scenes, filling his heart with warmth and touching, like a ray of sunshine in winter, illuminating his inner world.

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On the golden avenue of Narnia, Wang Xunhai's body was like a light feather, quietly suspended in the air. His posture was elegant and calm, as if perfectly blending with the surrounding air, forming a harmonious and beautiful scene. His eyes were cold and deep, like a bottomless dark abyss, exuding a chilling aura that made people dare not look directly at it. He quietly stared at the other end of the golden avenue, where everything seemed to be under his control, like chess pieces on a chessboard, at his mercy.

There, a group of warriors wearing heavy and solid armor, holding sharp swords in their hands, stood solemnly. Their armor shone with a chilling light under the sunlight, which seemed to be a symbol of their unyielding will, showing their tenacity and bravery. Their bodies were covered with crisscrossing scars, which were like ancient and mysterious maps, telling of the countless fierce battles and cruel tests they had experienced. Each scar was a gripping story, recording their bravery and perseverance.

Behind these warriors, the King of Narnia, whose face was also covered with scars, was guarding him. The King's eyes revealed a majestic and inviolable aura and an indomitable spirit. Although his face was covered with scars, his eyes were still as firm as a rock, without the slightest wavering. His presence was like a mountain that towered into the clouds, standing tall and unshakable, giving people an unshakable sense of power, which made people feel awe and admiration.

Wang Xunhai's voice was cold and ruthless. His words were like the bone-chilling north wind, blowing mercilessly through everyone's heart, making people feel a chill. He said indifferently: "I came here today to collect the interest. It's time to pay back the debt you owe."