Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls Chapter 618 - 315: Chaotic Situation, the True Purpose of Sovereign Lanyun

"Hmm?"

As the pair uttered the identical phrase in perfect unison, those gathered there felt a subtle jolt of surprise, directing peculiar gazes toward them.

It was well-known that the Peacekeeping Council, despite united by a shared purpose, split sharply into two rival camps.

One camp fiercely sought to dismantle the Sea Ship Era and revive the splendor of bygone ages, counting the Alchemical Leader among its ranks.

The rival camp flowed with the tide, plotting to claim sea ships and weave into the Sea Ship System, with the Fisherman aligned to this side.

Under the Chairman's firm restraint, open conflict between the factions remained absent, though covert tensions had long simmered beneath the surface.

At its core, the unfolding era faced just two paths: ancient glories reborn or the Sea Ship System enduring onward.

A fundamental clash thus defined their divide.

Yet today...

Astonishingly, both the Alchemical Leader and the Fisherman halted the Chairman's move to eliminate Fang Yu, leaving the assembly briefly stunned with odd expressions flickering across faces.

"Fang Yu..."

A murmur escaped someone, head shaking faintly as the name etched into memory.

No ordinary captain warranted debate in a meeting of this stature.

"Give me a reason."

The Chairman shot them an impassive look, brow creasing ever so slightly as his steady tone posed the demand.

At the Chairman's prompt, the Fisherman kept a stone face and dove right in: "I want his sea ship."

Those words drew a faint nod from the Chairman, while onlookers lit up with dawning comprehension.

No motive rang truer or blunter than that.

"And you?"

Swiftly turning to the Alchemical Leader, the Chairman murmured gently.

Deep down, the Alchemical Leader's drive to shield Fang Yu sprang from the jolt and lasting imprint left by Fang Yu's prior unleashing of his veto talent.

Even a powerhouse like him had faltered momentarily, plagued by fleeting memory gaps.

Such a talent's potency was undoubtedly profound.

Mastering it might unlock a direct path to challenging the ultimate heights.

Temptation gripped the Alchemical Leader fiercely.

To his eyes, Fang Yu's hidden depths eclipsed even the allure of the Ocean Scripture.

Still, voicing this outright risked the Chairman lunging for it too, slamming shut any shot he had.

After all, the Alchemical Leader nursed his private schemes.

The question pulled a grin from him, his gnarled scar warping with the smile: "Chairman, remember I told you the kid keeps an alchemist nearby who claimed a Treasure Tomb inheritance."

"Securing that Treasure Tomb inheritance would propel me ahead and let me raise a host of alchemy masters, boosting our critical endeavors immensely."

"That alchemist stays hidden and tough to track, but the kid’s sea ship carries the seal mark from that alchemist. Capture the kid, and I can unravel the inheritance's secrets, so he must live a bit longer."

Silence blanketed the chapel briefly after the Alchemical Leader spoke.

Varied looks crossed faces as all fell quiet, sunk in contemplation.

Moments later, the Chairman's measured voice pierced the hush, delivering the verdict: "Very well, if both of you insist Fang Yu stays alive for now, you two handle it."

"However..."

Before delight could bloom on the Alchemical Leader's features, the Chairman's grave, icy timbre cut in anew: "Two of Chongyuan’s three avatars position themselves in Lanyun Sea Country, readying for the ultimate climb."

"But... the Fang Yu you've spared could derail Chongyuan’s scheme along the way."

"Council rules demand you cover losses inflicted on fellow members; fail that, and you'll forfeit claims on their resources going forward."

"Fang Yu lives for the moment, but devise a fix to keep Chongyuan’s plan on track."

The three-faced figure answered to the name "Chongyuan."

At those words from the Chairman, Chongyuan's three visages twisted into frosty smirks, countless eyes from every angle boring into the Alchemical Leader and Fisherman.

The sight drew a cold snort from the Alchemical Leader, who sank back into his seat with a brooding look.

"Alright... let’s move on to the next issue..."

"Kunwu... how are the matters concerning the Deep Sea Forest?"

"Chairman..."

Gentle murmurs stirred anew within the chapel.

From his shadowed corner perch, the Fisherman flicked a vacant stare at the Alchemical Leader before dropping his gaze, plunging into reverie.

Suddenly, after some time, he rose abruptly, ignoring the meeting still underway, and strode out of the chapel, shoving the door open himself.

Seeing the Fisherman’s behavior, no one showed any surprise. They simply shot a brief look at the leaving Fisherman before resuming their conversation.

That was just the Fisherman’s fiery temper, and all were long accustomed to it.

His origins remained a mystery, setting him apart from others who possessed profound backgrounds or overwhelming might.

A perpetual loner, the Fisherman earned only minimal respect from fellow members through his sheer, terrifying power.

Nevertheless, during talks about countering the Ocean Court, everyone ignored the Fisherman completely, as if he weren’t even there.

For every member understood that brute force alone offered no chance against the Ocean Court; it had to be gradually worn down by wielding authority and sway.