My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 842 - 843 Searching for the Blood Shark

Chapter 842: Chapter 843 Searching for the Blood Shark

The scene shifts.

An isolated, desolate island.

By the beach.

Under a star-studded night sky.

The bone-chilling sea breeze carries along countless seashells and shrimp.

"God-grandpa, try this grilled sea fish I made for you. Tell me how it tastes?" Ye Wudao handed over a crispy, golden-brown fish to the old rascal, who sat nearby picking his nose with one hand and scratching his foot with the other, completely devoid of the typical demeanor of a powerhouse.

"If it doesn’t taste good, I’m not teaching you anything!" The old rascal took a casual bite and then his eyes lit up, emitting a surprised shout: "Not bad at all!"

"Of course! I’m not exaggerating—my grilled fish has earned praise even from seven senior masters!" Ye Wudao thumped his chest proudly.

"Alright, stop bragging. What kind of taste do your seven masters even have?" The old rascal mocked, finishing the massive ten-pound fish in just a few bites.

"Kid, considering our relationship, I’ll make sure you’re not short-changed!" The old rascal stared at Ye Wudao and said, "Do you want to become stronger?"

"I do!" Ye Wudao nodded firmly. "I want to kill Li Tiandao and rescue my mother and fiancée from the demonic lair!"

At the mention of this, Ye Wudao’s pupils brimmed with murderous intent.

"That’s it?" The old rascal seemed dissatisfied.

"I also want to annihilate the Heavenly Corpse Sect and restore the glory of Kunlun Immortal Gate!" Ye Wudao declared.

"Now that’s more like it! A real man should have ambitions as vast as the ocean and sky!" The old rascal revealed a satisfied look, picking his teeth with a fish bone. "I’ll give you three months!"

"What, three months?" Ye Wudao’s expression turned anxious. "Isn’t that too long?"

"Three months is just right! Li Tiandao was poisoned by your schemes—didn’t that rascal Long Mie somehow manage to get his hands on that Nine Yin Soul Devouring Water? That’s no ordinary poison! It’ll take him at least three months to regain his vitality," the old rascal explained.

Oh, so that’s the reason!

After a pause, the old rascal continued with a proud demeanor: "Besides, I’m very busy myself. As someone in the Unity Realm Stage, I have better things to do than waste my time babysitting a battle saint-level brat like you!"

A flustered Ye Wudao quickly nodded and said, "Understood, God-grandpa! I will not let your thoughtful efforts go to waste!"

"Good. Training starts tomorrow. Now go away and sleep." The old rascal dismissed him.

Ye Wudao was just about to find a spot to sleep when the old rascal pointed toward the ocean and barked, "Who gave you permission to sleep on this island? Get your ass in the sea! From now on, you’re only allowed ten minutes on land each day, and that’s only if you complete your tasks!"

What!?

Ye Wudao felt as if he’d been struck by lightning!

In this freezing weather, he had to soak in the sea?

Were they trying to kill him?

Seeing Ye Wudao’s hesitation, the old rascal frowned and scolded, "What, didn’t understand what I said?"

"Yes!" Ye Wudao nodded. If he wanted to grow stronger, he had to endure it!

Step by step, Ye Wudao walked toward the shoreline, soon submerging his body into the icy waters.

Braving the bone-chilling cold of the seawater, Ye Wudao slowly closed his eyes.

The next day.

At five in the morning, the first rays of sunlight hit Ye Wudao’s body.

"Rise and shine, brat!" The old rascal smacked Ye Wudao with a stick. "What are you sleeping for? Only dead people are fond of sleeping!"

"God-grandpa, don’t hit me! Good morning!" Ye Wudao quickly greeted him with a smile. "God-grandpa, what’s today’s task?"

"Already eager for your task, huh?" The old rascal chuckled, pulling out a pitch-black pill and tossing it to Ye Wudao. "Eat this first. I guarantee you’ll love today’s assignment!"

"What is this?" Ye Wudao held the pill in his hand and asked curiously.

"Stop asking questions. Are you eating it or not?" The old rascal probed.

"I’ll eat it!" Without hesitation, Ye Wudao swallowed the pill.

The next moment, Ye Wudao felt his cultivation level sealed off entirely!

Stretching out his hand to summon his power, he discovered he could muster absolutely nothing.

"God-grandpa, what’s going on? My cultivation and power...!"

"Stop acting so startled—that’s a Sealing Realm Pill. After consuming it, you won’t be able to use even a trace of Spiritual Power for a whole month," the old rascal explained casually.

Ye Wudao was completely shocked. Without the ability to use Spiritual Power, his combat strength would drop tremendously!

"Today marks Day One of my hellish training for you. Here’s your task!" The old rascal tossed Ye Wudao a small note.

Reading the note, Ye Wudao’s eyes widened. "This..."

The note simply contained one line:

"Catch a few blood sharks today—I feel like stir-frying shark liver!"

Ye Wudao burst out questioning, "God-grandpa, what are blood sharks?"

"Blood sharks are ferocious sea beasts that hunt in packs. Even the weakest among them are Ninth Grade Battle Saints, and the Blood Sha King is a True Pill Stage late-phase monster!" The old rascal elaborated.

Ye Wudao was dumbfounded. "God-grandpa, my cultivation is sealed—how am I supposed to catch blood sharks for you?"

"That’s your problem to solve!" The old rascal chuckled, glancing at the sky. "If I don’t see any blood sharks by five in the afternoon, you’ve failed the task. At that point, we go our separate ways!"

"God-grandpa, where can I find the blood sharks?" Ye Wudao asked eagerly.

"Are you an idiot? If not in the ocean, then where—on the island?" The old rascal barked.

Sighing in frustration, Ye Wudao knew not to expect another useful word—no, not even one—from the old rascal!

With his cultivation sealed, he could only rely on his mortal strength!

Ye Wudao prepared to leave, but the old rascal stopped him, saying, "What’s this now? You’re taking weapons just to fetch some food? Hand over your blades!"

What!?

Ye Wudao froze. His cultivation was sealed, and now his swords were being confiscated?

That meant he literally had no way to protect himself!

"If you’re unwilling, feel free to leave now—let’s pretend we never met!" The old rascal remarked.

"No, no!" Hastily, Ye Wudao handed over the two blades hanging from his waist.

"Get going! And don’t forget—it has to be accomplished by five o’clock!" The old rascal hurried him.

"Yes!" Ye Wudao nodded, venturing solo into the icy sea.

Though his cultivation was sealed, at least his physically superior body remained intact!

"Small Tower..." Alone, Ye Wudao swam aimlessly through the water, summoning his companion.

"Master, I’m here!" Small Tower materialized, hovering around Ye Wudao.

"Small Tower, help me track down the blood sharks!" Ye Wudao commanded. With his cultivation sealed, he couldn’t utilize Divine Sense or Spiritual Power!

Locating blood sharks amidst the vast ocean was like finding a needle in a haystack!

"Yes!" Small Tower complied, releasing energy to scour for the predators.

A moment later, Small Tower reported: "Master, I’ve found them—about two hundred kilometers away."

"What, two hundred kilometers?" Ye Wudao was stunned, completely bewildered.

Under normal circumstances, he could cover such a distance in minutes!

But now, bereft of any cultivation, he had nothing but his physical body!

"Indeed, Master. They’re now at two hundred ten kilometers!" Small Tower continued.

Damn it!

Ye Wudao felt utterly exasperated!

A regular adult swims at a rate of about two minutes per hundred meters.

An expert could perhaps do it in seventy or eighty seconds!

The world record holders? Closer to forty seconds!

Judging by those calculations, sustaining non-stop swimming would take Ye Wudao nearly one hundred hours!

But his body was far superior—both in strength and endurance—hundredfold over world-class champions!

Even so, Ye Wudao estimated he’d need at least an hour!

Chuckling bitterly, he resigned himself. "Small Tower, lead the way!"

"Alright, Master!"

Ye Wudao swam at a swift pace, leaving a trail of waves in his wake.

A half hour passed.

One hour later.

Phew!

Ye Wudao, out of breath and exhausted, had swum countless nautical miles. His body felt severely overstrained.

Suddenly, Small Tower spoke: "Master, blood sharks sighted!"

"I don’t need you to tell me—I can see them already!"

Ye Wudao fixed his eyes ahead. There, he saw a massive blood-red shark, its body far larger than ordinary sharks—at least ten tons heavy, covered in scarlet patterns. Its most striking features were its blood-red eyes, emanating cruelty, and its tooth-filled gaping maw boasting rows of razor-sharp fangs.

This was undoubtedly one of the ocean’s top predators!

"Master, a group..." Small Tower began but was interrupted by Ye Wudao: "I can see them too!"

"Master, I meant a school of blood sharks..." Small Tower clarified.

What!?

A blood shark school!

Ye Wudao looked up to find dozens of blood sharks emerging.

"A pack of blood sharks—all minimum Ninth Grade Battle Saints, with the strongest among them being at True Pill Stage mid-phase!" Small Tower warned.

Dammit!

Game over!

Ye Wudao cursed inwardly. Things had just gone from bad to worse!

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