Iron Foundry City, North Port.
Although it was already dark, there was still an endless stream of cargo ships docked at the port. The large iron ships were filled with fresh ores mined from various mining islands. These ores would be transported to the largest smelting factory in Iron Foundry City, where the refiners would refine them into qualified metal materials before sending them to Purple Tool Pavilion 114.
Hong Dafu was the supervisor of the North Port. He had cultivated at the Purple Cloud Pavilion for many years. Although he had good talent in refining, his talent in cultivation was a mess. After cultivating for 50 years, he still hadn't broken through to the Foundation Realm. In the end, even his teacher was completely disappointed in him and sent him here to manage the ore transactions.
Although this position could be considered a lucrative one, and Hong Dafu had accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, married a beautiful wife and had several children, in the depths of Hong Dafu's heart, there was still a desire to refine weapons.
Every time he thought about how he and his fellow disciples worked day and night at the Purple Tool Pavilion to forge spirit treasures, he would be fascinated. Unfortunately, the heavens didn't give him the talent for cultivation. No matter how good his refining skills were, without the strength to match it, it would be difficult for him to become a qualified refiner, let alone a spirit treasure refiner.
"Old Gao, why is there less ore today?"
Hong Dafu asked a tall, thin man who had just walked down from a cargo ship.
"Don't mention it."
Old Gao said, "The black-red gold mine on Tangling Flow Island collapsed. Even the warehouse where the ores were stored sank into the ground. We lost hundreds of tons and more than a dozen of my miners."
Hearing this, Hong Dafu comforted Old Gao and said, "The amount of black gold used this month is not small. Old Gao, you still have to think of a way to make up for the shortfall. Don't blame me for not reminding you. After Boss Dai left, the new fatty is not a kind person. If we anger him because of the lack of ore supply, we will all be whipped."
Old Gao's body trembled as he sighed, "Ever since Sect Master took over the Seven Star Sword Pavilion's business, our days have become more and more difficult. We work ourselves to death every day, and our wages are always delayed. If the higher-ups don't give us the money, I want to take my brothers to the north. I heard that the Eastern Fence Sea has been developing well recently and has already been included in the territory of the Martial Extreme Sect. With the protection of a top Sect like the Martial Extreme Sect, it should be much easier than begging for food here."
"Shh … Lower your voice. Do you want to die? If that fatty's subordinates hear you, a beating would be considered light. If you're unlucky, you'll be thrown to the bottom of the sea to feed the fishes."
"Cough, cough … Let's not talk anymore. I'm going to unload the goods. I still have to go out to sea tonight, or else I won't be able to catch up."
After Old Gao left, Hong Dafu helplessly sighed. He didn't know when these days would come to an end.
After unloading the goods, Old Gao brought his subordinates back to the cargo ship and left the port for Tangling Island.
Tangling Island was over five hundred miles away from Treasure Cloud Island. It was a huge lump of iron that produced a lot of ores. It was one of the mines with the largest ores under the Purple Tool Pavilion.
However, Tangling Island was dangerous and ordinary miners weren't willing to go there. If it wasn't for the fact that Old Gao needed to spend a lot of money to treat his son, he wouldn't be willing to take over Tangling Island.
"Big Rudder, hurry up. The waves are coming. We have to get to Tangling Island in an hour or it will be dangerous."
Old Gao shouted to a muscular man when he felt the ship's undulations become more intense.
"Yes, Boss Gao."
At this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the sea, creating a splash.
"Boss Gao, someone fell into the sea."
"Bring him up and take a look."
Soon, under the help of a few sailors, a handsome young man with fair skin was brought up to the deck.
Old Gao walked over to take a look and said, "It's a pretty boy. I wonder which family's young master he is. Let's see if he's dead. If he's not dead, we'll throw him into the warehouse. We'll ask around when we get back to the city tomorrow. If he's really a young master, we'll send him back.
The next day, it was already morning, but the sky was still gray and it was drizzling. Outside the cabin, there was the sound of huge waves crashing on the shore.
Splash!
A huge wave came and the splash was twenty to thirty meters high. It passed through the window and landed on the young man's face.
"Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing? "
The young man sat up and covered his head. It took him a while to recover.
"Oh, I'm Su Chen … I almost lost my memory. What's going on …"
Su Chen tried his best to recall what happened yesterday. He thought that he was attacked by someone, but now that he thought about it, that didn't seem to be the case.
The problem was in his sea of consciousness.
Su Chen closed his eyes and looked inside his sea of consciousness. He was shocked to find that his sea of consciousness was empty. There wasn't a single drop of Yuan Qi left.
This …
Su Chen was dumbfounded. What was going on?
No wonder he didn't feel any reaction from Yuan Qi.
Where did the Yuan Qi go?
Su Chen immediately took out an Energy Recovery Pill and swallowed it.
After the Energy Recovery Pill dispersed, it formed a strong wave of Yuan Qi that surged into Su Chen's limbs and bones.
"Comfortable …"
Like rain after a long drought, Su Chen immediately let out a sigh of relief. For a cultivator, abundant Yuan Qi was the greatest sense of security.
But in less than a second, the smile on Su Chen's face suddenly stopped.
All the Yuan Qi that passed through his meridians and entered his sea of consciousness was like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace. Not a single bit flowed out.
It was like a Pixiu, only entering and not exiting.
What the hell was going on?
Su Chen once again took out an Energy Recovery Pill and swallowed it. This time, he closely observed the movement of the Yuan Qi.
Su Chen found that there was no problem with the Yuan Qi circulating in his meridians. But after entering his sea of consciousness, it would quickly be absorbed by something.
What the hell?
Su Chen swallowed a few more Energy Recovery Pills, trying to find the place where the Yuan Qi disappeared.
Finally, Su Chen found it.
"Taotao … you tricked me!"
The place where the Yuan Qi ultimately flowed to was actually the Dao Seed!
This small seed had forcefully hollowed out his sea of consciousness. That wasn't all. Any bit of Yuan Qi that entered Su Chen's body would be snatched and absorbed by the seed.
"What the hell is this?"
Su Chen tried to take out the Dao Seed from his sea of consciousness. However, the Dao Seed was completely out of his control. It was as if it had been deeply rooted in his sea of consciousness. No matter how he pulled, there was no reaction.
Su Chen tried to seal the Dao Seed with the divine pattern. However, Su Chen sadly found that without any Yuan Qi in his body, he couldn't even form the divine pattern.
The essence of the divine pattern was also Yuan Qi. The first step to forming the divine pattern was to gather Yuan Qi in the body. But because of this damn Dao Seed, he couldn't draw out any Yuan Qi.
No, there was no vital energy at all. It was all sucked clean by this damned Dao Seed.
I …
Su Chen wanted to curse. If Taotao was standing in front of him now, regardless of her background, Su Chen would definitely ride on her and give her a good beating!
Of course, Su Chen was only thinking about it. Taotao wouldn't appear in front of him. Even if she did, Su Chen might not be able to defeat her.
Not to mention that Taotao had an old Daoist priest who was almost as strong as Di Tianlong protecting her.
"What should I do now?"
Su Chen sat on the ground with a confused expression. He had come here confidently to gather information. Now, before he could gather any information, he had already fallen into a trap.
"Creak …"
The cabin door opened. A tall, skinny, and exhausted middle-aged man walked in.
"Young man, you're awake. Don't think too hard about jumping into the sea. Human life is precious. You can't degrade yourself."