Zuzi watched him remain so calm, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, the little boy is truly the most exceptional little clay figure.
Indeed, extreme brilliance often leads to broken fortune, the strong tend to have short lifespans.
While she’s alive, it’d be good to take him on more adventures.
"Xiao Chenger, would you like to see something even more thrilling?"
She smiled mischievously as they shared the last bottle of Drunken Immortal Brew.
Bao Gucheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
The words of the little woman were surprising, even though he had gradually learned to deal with them calmly: "Sure."
But he still couldn’t help his mind from wandering.
What kind of excitement would she bring him?
The White Shark beneath them leaped into the air nearly touching the stars and moon, then dove sharply into the depths of the ocean.
Bao Gucheng instinctively coughed out.
Zuzi raised her eyebrows slightly: "Oh no, I almost forgot that Xiao Chenger can’t dive this deep..."
Saying that, she flicked her jade fingers and made a spell.
The massive pressure at the seabed nearly squeezed all the air out of Bao Gucheng’s lungs. In this moment, it finally eased, allowing him to steady himself and observe his surroundings.
A hundred meters underwater, it was a dead silence of darkness, nothing was visible.
The White Shark continued to dive.
Traveling to a depth of over a thousand meters.
Finally, amidst a cluster of coral, a faint light flickered on and off, possibly a group of electric eels.
Countless pearl oysters, some as small as fists, others as large as basins, scattered throughout the trench, spreading out endlessly into the deep sea, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.
Bao Gucheng slightly held his breath.
Even though he was born in a very wealthy family and had seen many treasures in his lifetime, he had never seen such a freely strewn Pearl Sea like dust and ash.
Even though his vessel was the most advanced in the world, it had never reached such a secret realm.
What on earth was his little woman’s background, a Fairy descended from the heavens?
Before Bao Gucheng could think further, the Great White Shark turned sideways, gently lowering the two of them.
He instinctively clasped the little woman’s waist tightly, afraid of losing her in the vast deep sea.
The next second, the sensation of solid ground beneath his feet surprised him again: "We’ve arrived?"
Two thousand leagues under the sea, is this what it’s like?
Underneath the dazzling light, a giant tree soared like an ascending dragon, forming a magnificent palace.
"Yes, we’re here." Zuzi held his hand and stepped into the waiting Dragon Palace in the void.
Bao Gucheng watched the scene unfold with tree branches like silver flowers, and couldn’t help but ask again: "Where is this...?"
Who built such a stunning palace beneath the deep sea?
Zuzi turned back, smiling at him: "A place quite similar to the Fu Xi Palace. But this is an Ancestor’s resting spot."
Bao Gucheng tried to maintain his calm that was about to break: "So we’re here to tomb raid?"
A thought crossed his mind for a moment: "Why aren’t they choking on the water while talking underwater, why do they walk as if on solid ground, without even feeling the pressure of the current?"
Zuzi chuckled: "Yes. Xiao Chenger needs to help me dig."
She took a few steps, stepping on the seaweed-covered floor of the seabed.
Pointing to a spot: "Here, start digging!"
She casually picked up a coral shovel and handed it to Bao Gucheng.
Bao Gucheng rolled up his sleeves and actually started digging earnestly.
A man at work, focused and serious, his arm veins bulging with a natural masculine force.
Zuzi propped her chin on her hand, sitting on a piece of white coral, watching intently.
Once again, she couldn’t help but sigh: The Ancestor-made little boy is just perfect, so handsome, never getting tired of watching him.
A little crow standing on a coral branch couldn’t help but mutter silently: So Ancestor, you could’ve dug this thing out with a spell, but you made the little boy work for half an hour?
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When the man, hot from work, loosened three buttons of his shirt, finally, with a "ding—" sound, the coral shovel struck a Jade Treasure Box.