My Gorgeous Fiancee

This cave was also quite narrow. If one wanted to avoid it, there was no space left. The only thing left to do now was to face it head on.    

    

The Jing Clan's green light dagger had been circulating for a thousand years, chopping metal like mud. He didn't know if it could handle this tuna.    

    

Thinking up to here, Wu Zewen blocked the old man who was about to use his concealed weapon. Then, the two of them leaned against the cave wall. At this moment, the sharp mouth of the tuna just brushed past the two of them.    

    

"Chi!"    

    

That sharp mouth directly pierced a hole through a hard rock that stuck out from the top of the hole. Before Wu Caiwen could swing his dagger to slice it open, the other side suddenly pulled back his mouth like a nimble poisonous snake.    

    

With a "chi" sound, he once again stabbed towards the two people of Wu Zewen's group. His movements were quite nimble and agile.    

    

Wu Cong-wen took the opportunity to slice at Tuna's sharp mouth with a green light.    

    

Without any suspense, the tuna's mouth was sliced in half. Its enormous body crazily rolled around in the cave, causing the entire cave to slightly tremble.    

    

At this moment, another few streaks of cold light pierced towards Tuna's head. With a few "chi chi chi" sounds, they pierced through her head.    

    

Its huge body immediately stopped moving, and soon lay quietly in the cave. It seemed to be dead, and its body had also shrunk quite a bit.    

    

Only then was Wu Shangwen and the old man able to continue swimming.    

    

However, up ahead, Wu Zewen discovered that the passageway was leading upwards. He was surprised to find that there was light on the surface of the water, as it was about to reach the surface.    

    

The two of them sped up as they swam. Finally, the sound of water splashing could be heard as they surfaced.    

    

Wu Shangwen and the old man both let out a long breath, exhaling the foul air that they had held in their chests.    

    

As soon as they entered, the two of them felt the temperature rise, and even the water in the pool began to emit traces of hot air.    

    

Then, the two of them looked around and were shocked to find that they were actually in the middle of the mountain. Through the gaps between the mountains, they could see the dark blue sky outside.    

    

The belly of the mountain was quite large, with a circumference of two to three miles. There were strange and rugged rocks within, and also a few stalactites hanging from the top of the mountain. These stalactites were of all shapes and sizes, and the longest was at least 10 meters long.    

    

Wu Shangwen and the old man swam up from the deep pool. After reaching the shore, the pure yang energy in Wu Shangwen's body fluctuated even more violently, as if it was about to erupt from his blood vessels, and his body felt as if it was boiling.    

    

At this moment, the old man had already felt something, but it wasn't as obvious as what Wu Zewen said.    

    

Wu Shangwen carefully sensed the source of the fluctuation, and followed the old man.    

    

The two of them walked forward for 3400 meters, but they still did not reach the end of the mountain. One could imagine how big this mountain was, plus, there were many small fishes that could not even be identified by their names. There were even many vines growing between the cracks of the rocks, hanging upside down from the top of the mountain.    

    

This was a completely different world.    

    

At this moment, the two of them were walking forward. Suddenly, they discovered a circular pond with a diameter of about twenty meters in front of them. Around the pond were many dense plants as thick as a person's leg.    

    

The closer they got to the large pool, the higher the temperature became. The air above the pool was filled with twisted marks. Standing at the edge, they looked in and saw that the pool was filled with fiery red liquid, bubbling nonstop.    

    

Even Wu Shangwen and the old man felt the scorching heat. Beads of sweat had already appeared on their foreheads, and even their backs were covered in a layer of sweat.    

    

When Wu Chengwen stood at the edge of the pond, he felt that the pure Yang energy in his body and the strong heat emitted from the pond created an internal connection. This kind of connection was quite wonderful and could even be said to have a tacit understanding.    

    

Judging from the expression on the old geezer's face, he could tell this was true.    

    

Ever since he had discovered the Fire Spirit Land, Wu Shangwen had been searching for other Fire Spirit Lands nonstop. He hadn't thought that he would meet them here today.    

    

"Master, this is the Fire Spirit Land. What are we waiting for? If we jump in right now, we will be able to break through the bottleneck and reach a new level."    

    

When Wu Zewen said this, he could feel his tone trembling slightly. That's right, there was no one who didn't yearn for great power.    

    

When he fought against the assassins of the island, especially against Zhan Fengxue, Wu Shangwen clearly felt the inadequacy of his own power.    

    

If he wanted to take revenge and completely destroy his plan, he would have to further enhance his power. He had a feeling that the fiercer battle was yet to come. Without the support of powerful forces, not only would he not be able to avenge himself, but he would also implicate the people around him.    

    

Especially those women who were willing to follow him and love him, he must protect them under his powerful wings.    

    

Hearing this, the old man became excited as well, but he calmed down very quickly. A hint of regret even flashed through his eyes before he finally sighed and said, "You should go. I am old now."    

    

A trace of astonishment flashed across Wu Shangwen's face. It was very rare for him to see the old man speak to him with such a serious expression, so he immediately asked.    

    

"Old man, what are you pretending to be sad about?" This … this is a rare opportunity. Didn't you always think of improving your own power and advancing to the highest level of the Sun Force? "    

    

The old man shook his head and said, "The Pure Yang Qi in this pond is too rich. I am old after all, and all the functions of my body have been transformed. I might suffer a backlash and my cultivation would regress. There was such an example in the past."    

    

After saying this, the old man was afraid that Wu Shangwen would be worried, so he added, "However, you are still young, and the organs in your body are still in peak condition. Moreover, you have once succeeded in absorbing pure Yang energy in the Fire Spirit Land, so you don't have to worry at all."    

    

After Wu Zewen heard this, a trace of deep regret arose in his heart. He could see a trace of helplessness and even faint pain from the depths of the old man's eyes.    

    

This was just like guarding a treasure mountain, but unable to obtain the treasures within.    

    

However, while increasing one's influence was important, one's life was still more important. If one were to lose their life for the sake of increasing their power, then the gains would not make up for the losses.    

    

Wu Zewen also nodded and said, "It looks like this is the only way."    

    

The old man also nodded in agreement. Although the master and disciple pair had excellent martial arts skills, they couldn't escape on an island in the vast sea without any external help.    

    

Thus, they simply ate some of the leftover roast meat and fruits from last night, then returned to the beach and seized the time to start making the raft.    

    

Wu Zewen and the old man were in charge of cutting down the pine trees.    

    

Wu Chengwen found that the pine trees on the island were very dense and sturdy, each tree was as thick as an adult's leg.    

    

If he were to use his palm to chop, with their current strength, it would naturally not be a problem. However, the cross section would definitely not be as smooth as a mirror like the electric saw, and it would also affect the construction of the raft.    

    

Wu Zewen thought for a bit and took out six throwing knives. The handles of these knives were all circular shaped and were all quite sharp. Although they couldn't be considered to be as hard as cutting iron, their killing power was still quite strong.    

    

He tore off a piece of his clothes and formed a circle with the handles of the six throwing knives. He used the torn strips of cloth to connect each knife together, creating a simple blade disc.    

    

He quickly threw it towards a pine tree ten meters away. With a flash of cold light, the crown of the pine tree broke off from its branches, and then the blade wheel spun back and cut off the pine tree from its roots. The entire pine tree fell to the ground, its cross section as smooth as a mirror.    

    

After circling around in the air for a bit, the disc was caught by Wu Zewen in his hand once again.    

    

The old man happily patted Wu Shangwen's shoulder and said, "That's a good idea. It seems like you're not the only one who knows how to pick up girls."    

    

Black lines appeared on Wu Zewen's forehead. He shook his head and said, "Hurry up, you don't want to leave here anymore."    

    

After he had finished speaking, the blade disc in his hand flew out again. A pine tree seven or eight meters away gave a slight tremble and fell down with a loud bang.    

    

The two of them quickly cut more than ten pine trees. As for the task of making the raft, he would leave it to Wang Zhitao. Growing up by the sea, he had heard a lot and naturally had a general outline of how to make the raft in his mind.    

    

Five days had passed, and a raft that was about five meters long and three meters wide was finally finished. In the middle of the big raft, a simple and crude cabin had been built to keep out the wind and rain, with a mast in front, but because there was no fabric, it was impossible to make a sail, but Wang Zhitao had made four oars, one for each of the four of them, who were both passengers and boatmen.    

    

The day was sunny and sunny, a good day to travel.    

    

Wang Zhitao first broke off three branches, lit them up, then respectfully bowed three times to the sea. Then, he stuck them in the ground.    

    

"What does that mean?"    

    

Wu Shangwen asked with a puzzled expression.    

    

Wang Zhitao put his palms together and said in a reverent tone, "Using a tree branch in place of incense, I pray that the sea goddess will bless us and help us to return home as soon as possible. "Every time we go out to sea, we burn incense on the beach."    

    

After the trio heard this, they also slowly walked forward and respectfully bowed three times to Hai Yang.    

    

Hopefully, he would be able to survive on that unpredictable sea.    

    

"Wang Zhitao, which direction should we go?"    

    

the old man asked, looking out to sea.    

    

Wang Zhitao pointed towards the north and said with certainty, "Let's head towards the north. That is where the yellow rocky area and sand island are located." If everything goes well, we should be able to get there in half a month. "    

    

Ever since they met the storm, they were very afraid of the sea.