Shen Lang fished for an hour, catching six fish, twelve crabs, and thirty-three shrimp, a bountiful harvest.
After fishing, Shen Lang began grilling. Half an hour later, all the sea fish, crabs, and shrimp were roasted.
The aroma drew Ye Shishi, Wang Yuyan, and Yu Xiao over. The three quickly feasted and praised Shen Lang incessantly.
By the time the grilling was done, it was already six in the evening. Having had their fill of playing on the beach, the group set up a Go board and began to play.
Shen Lang’s Go skills were no match for the old man, but he was still at the peak level in the world. He played against the four women, leading to their successive defeats.
Eventually, Shen Lang was kicked out. The women, in solidarity, prevented him from playing further and continued among themselves for two hours.
Yu Xiao and Yu Fei's skills were inferior to Wang Yuyan and Ye Shishi, and they quickly lost interest. However, Ye Shishi and Wang Yuyan were evenly matched, playing sixteen games to a draw before they reluctantly stopped.
By then, the moon had risen. The group sat on the beach, gazing at the moon and feeling an unspeakable sense of comfort and relaxation in the sea breeze.
Among them, Ye Shishi and Wang Yuyan were at odds, their strong personalities clashing easily.
Yu Xiao and Yu Fei, on the other hand, were much more harmonious, their laughter never ceasing.
At ten in the evening, the group had played enough and retired to their tents for the night.
Shen Lang had set up three tents: Yu Xiao and Yu Fei shared one, Shen Lang had his own, and Ye Shishi and Wang Yuyan each had their own.
After ten, the group rested and fell asleep amidst the whistling sea breeze.
While the four women slept, Shen Lang remained awake. Inside his tent, he sat cross-legged, meditating and cultivating his martial arts.
Ye Shishi and the others could sleep soundly, but Shen Lang couldn’t. With so many people camping on the island, he worried about their safety.
Shen Lang’s martial arts cultivation had been at a bottleneck for a long time. After his rampage in the Land of the Sun and using the power of his left arm twice, Shen Lang felt the bottleneck beginning to loosen.
Sitting cross-legged, Shen Lang examined his Dantian. He found his inner strength to be abundant, on the verge of overflowing, and his Xuan Guan had long since been loosened.
Shen Lang knew that his martial arts cultivation was about to break through, and it was time to aim for the Heavenly Realm.
To break through to the Heavenly Realm at twenty-five would likely make many consider Shen Lang insane, but such was the gap between ordinary people and geniuses.
Breaking through to the Heavenly Realm was a painful process. Shen Lang needed to guide the inner strength in his Dantian to impact the Xuan Guan, and then strengthen his meridians throughout his body. This required repeated impacts, achieving a qualitative change through quantitative changes.
However, with each impact, Shen Lang’s meridians felt like they were tearing apart, causing him to sweat profusely.
One… two… twenty… eighty.
Shen Lang repeatedly guided the inner strength from his Dantian to impact the Xuan Guan and strengthen his meridians. The Xuan Guan was constantly being opened, and the meridians were continuously being reinforced.
After the hundredth impact, Shen Lang’s Xuan Guan loosened, and a powerful force flowed from his Dantian to every meridian and limb in his body. His spirit, energy, and mind underwent a monumental transformation.
He had broken through. Shen Lang’s martial arts cultivation had finally broken through the Earth Realm.
Although the peak of the Earth Realm was only a hair’s breadth away from the Heavenly Realm, the difference in strength was immense. After breaking through to the Heavenly Realm, Shen Lang felt an unprecedented sense of power and confidence.
“Breaking through to the Heavenly Realm is indeed cause for joy, but it’s not enough. When will I reach the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and after that, will I be able to break through to the legendary Innate Realm?”
After a brief moment of elation, Shen Lang fell into confusion again. He knew that the Heavenly Realm was already powerful among martial artists, but the gap between him and his uncle or the old man was still vast.
“Ah——”
As Shen Lang was lost in thought, a scream suddenly erupted from the tent next door. It was Yu Xiao.
The scream was short and not very loud, but Shen Lang heard it instantly and rushed out of his tent.
When Shen Lang burst out of the tent, he was startled. A two-meter-tall werewolf with red eyes shot out of the tent, carrying Yu Xiao and Yu Fei on its shoulders.
The women were unharmed but unconscious. Shen Lang glanced at them and, seeing they were fine, breathed a sigh of relief.
“So there are really cannibals. Interesting. But do you know the consequences of laying a hand on those around me?”
Shen Lang looked at the werewolf and said with a smile, “Put them down, and I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, I’ll twist your head off.”
“Roar…”
Hearing Shen Lang’s words, the werewolf let out a hysterical roar but did not engage him. It turned and ran, carrying Yu Xiao and Yu Fei.
“Trying to escape?”
Seeing the werewolf turn and flee, Shen Lang sneered and used his “Divine Tracks Ghostly Shadow” to quickly pursue. He soon caught up to the seaside.
However, what happened next left Shen Lang completely dumbfounded.
He saw the two-meter-tall, at least three-hundred-pound werewolf, carrying Yu Xiao and Yu Fei, running across the sea as if on solid ground.
“Interesting, very interesting. It seems I should test the strength of the Heavenly Realm.”
Seeing the werewolf sprint across the sea, Shen Lang followed. The werewolf was fast, but Shen Lang’s “Divine Tracks Ghostly Shadow” was equally swift.
The werewolf, carrying Yu Xiao and Yu Fei, fled ahead, with Shen Lang in hot pursuit. In just over ten minutes, they had covered more than a hundred kilometers at sea.
Fifteen minutes later, the werewolf stopped and leaped hundreds of meters, arcing through the air before landing on the deck of a cruise ship ahead.
“Vermillion Bird—–”
Upon clearly seeing the three characters on the cruise ship, Shen Lang was briefly stunned before leaping aboard and landing on the deck.
“I must admit, you are indeed the most troublesome person I’ve ever met. To pursue me for over a hundred kilometers to this place is truly remarkable.”
After landing on the deck, the werewolf’s body underwent a dramatic transformation. It reverted to a normal human, dressed in a white suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, appearing refined and polite.
“You are no ordinary person. State your name, so I know who you are.”
The man in the white suit looked at Shen Lang and said with a smile.
“Who I am is not important. What’s important is who you are and why you captured them.”
Shen Lang looked at the man, his eyes filled with cold light, and said.
“Very well, I will answer your questions.”
The man in white looked at Shen Lang and smiled, saying, “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Adolf. As for why I captured these two girls, the reason is simple: they are my prey.”