Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1471 - 709_2
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Fang Cheng swam inside, stepping on the water.
On the rock wall to the right of the cave entrance, the inscription "Li Guizhen was here" remained clearly visible.
Compared to the last time he left, except for some further erosion by seawater, there was almost no change.
In the center of the cave, a bunch of eerie blue phosphorescence quietly shimmered, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
Nineteen pieces of Ancient Relics, of various sizes, were stacked together, emitting strange and magnificent energy waves.
Fang Cheng swam straight forward, reached into the blue phosphorescence, grasped one of the bones, and carefully manipulated it.
The burning and itching sensation from his palm stimulated his entire spirit instantly.
"The intensity of the energy radiation is just right; it seems that over half a year has passed without much loss..."
Looking at the dozen or so enormous beast bones forming the light cluster, Fang Cheng felt utterly calm in his heart.
With so many treasures, he would soon be able to refill his Dantian and possess an unimaginable amount of True Qi reserves.
Fang Cheng didn’t delay and reached out to pick the two largest relics.
Then he turned around, stepped on the water, and swam towards the top of the trench.
On the yacht deck, a gentle breeze was blowing, and seagulls were circling.
Lin Chuqiao watched as Pan Wendi fiddled with the winch and couldn’t help but ask:
"What on earth are you two up to? Is there some kind of treasure hidden down there?"
Pan Wendi grinned:
"It really is a rare treasure in the world, you’ll soon find out."
Lin Chuqiao’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, complaining:
"Brother Cheng enjoys giving surprises, but you’re acting all mysterious too."
As soon as she finished speaking, the rope on the pulley suddenly sank sharply, and the nearby bronze bell emitted a crisp ringing sound.
"It’s coming!"
Pan Wendi’s spirit was lifted, and he immediately grabbed the lever to begin energetically retrieving the rope.
Lin Chuqiao stood by, full of suspicion, watching.
As the rope continued to tighten, an eerie blue glow gradually penetrated from beneath the surface.
Woosh!
Two massive beast bones emitting blue phosphorescence broke through the sea surface, pulled up into the air by the winch.
"These are... Ancient Relics!"
Lin Chuqiao’s pupils shrank, and she couldn’t help but cover her mouth in astonishment.
Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin, hearing the commotion, curiously leaned over the rail to observe the two glowing bones.
As Pan Wendi maneuvered the reel to transfer the relics onto the deck, he reminded:
"Xiumei, Wen Xin, don’t get too close! These bones carry intense energy radiation, and reckless contact is harmful to the body."
Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin, upon hearing this, indeed felt the air filled with a scorching sensation.
Getting slightly closer, a tingling pain spread across their skin.
The two were startled and backed away quickly, keeping a safe distance.
Lin Chuqiao, however, did not retreat.
She stared straight at the Ancient Relics just retrieved from the seabed, her eyes flashing with shock and realization:
"Were these all collected by Brother Cheng during last year’s sea festival?"
Her thoughts instantly floated back to that stormy night last year.
She was then preparing to dive into the trench to retrieve treasures rising with the whirlpool.
Yet, before she even entered the water, two Ancient Relics broke the waves and landed steadily on the yacht deck.
Later, she and Pan Wendi each took one, returning to the East Capital to absorb the pure energy contained within, their strength soaring tremendously.
At the time, she also secretly speculated about who might be helping them in the shadows.
She vaguely remembered glimpsing a somewhat familiar figure amidst the dark rainy night and waves.
Lin Chuqiao always suspected it was Fang Cheng’s doing.
Now, seeing these relics strewn across the deck, her previous guess was finally completely confirmed.
Over the next half hour, the rope shook violently every few minutes.
Pan Wendi and Lin Chuqiao cooperated seamlessly, expertly handling one radiation-laden Ancient Relic after another, transporting them steadily to the storage compartment in the hold.
Meanwhile, over two hundred meters deep below the sea surface in the Abyss.
Fang Cheng had already completely emptied the stocks within the cave.
He held the last two bones, lightly kicking his legs to swim swiftly out of the cave entrance.
Looking up, his gaze penetrated layers of seawater, barely catching sight of the faint light from the sea surface.
Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, preparing to ascend.
Just at this moment.
"Fang Cheng..."
A gentle call suddenly rang deep in his mind.
The voice carried a haunting familiarity, as if traversing endless time and space, reaching the depths of his soul.
Like a mother’s whisper, longing for the return home of the wandering child far from their homeland.
Before Fang Cheng could react.
Immediately, that illusory sound of waves followed close behind.
No!
This time, it was the real sound of the ocean waves.
The chaotic currents, originally unordered, now bizarrely surged in fixed trajectories following the tide’s rhythm.
Crash, crash—
The water swirled around his body, forming small, rapid whirlpools, as if countless hands were pulling him downward.
Fang Cheng’s heart tightened, quickly stabilizing himself.
He lowered his head, his sharp gaze scanning the dark abyss beneath his feet.
The voice just now was clearly coming from deeper within the trench.
But there was no sign of light there, only absolute darkness and coldness.
As if some indescribable horrible presence was lurking there, silently watching him with an open maw.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly, hesitating for a moment.
In the next second, a radiant golden light burst from his brow, instantly sweeping across his body.
Fierce flames radiated from him, vaporizing the seawater close to his skin into a vacuum.
The surrounding area immediately became like a boiling cauldron, making intense bubbling sounds, with strings of hot water bubbles rolling upwards.
In this dim ocean floor, he seemed to transform into a miniature sun.
The dazzling light dispelled the darkness and drove that voice out of his mind once again.
Then, Fang Cheng’s body suddenly sprang forth, his legs bursting with powerful thrusts, like a torpedo firing straight towards the surface of the sea.
The two hundred meters distance appeared daunting.
Under his full-speed sprint, it was crossed in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
Water splashed as Fang Cheng broke through the surface, leaping high.
In mid-air, he braced a foot on the ship’s railing, agilely flipping onto the deck.
"Brother Cheng!"
Pan Wendi and Lin Chuqiao quickly approached upon seeing him.
Fang Cheng threw the last two pieces of Ancient Relics onto the deck, wiped his wet hair, shaking off the water droplets, and said to the two:
"I have some matters to attend to. If it takes longer, once you finish fishing, go ahead and sail back to the hotel, no need to wait here for me."
Lin Chuqiao keenly sensed something unusual and stepped forward to ask with concern:
"Did something happen?"
Fang Cheng shook his head, his expression calm:
"While diving at the sea bottom earlier, I accidentally grasped a mood of inspiration, so I want to seize this opportunity to retreat and cultivate for a while down there, to see if I can break through my current capability bottleneck and advance further."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuqiao’s tense nerves relaxed, no longer asking more questions.
She understood Fang Cheng’s dedication to Martial Arts cultivation and promptly agreed:
"Alright, then we’ll anchor in this area and wait for you."
Pan Wendi immediately echoed:
"Yeah, Brother Cheng, after all, the yacht is well-stocked with supplies; we’ll just fish and party on it, even waiting ten days to a half-month is fine."
Wen Xin popped her head out from behind Zhou Xiumei, vigorously waving her little fist:
"Brother, keep going! We’ll definitely wait for you obediently on the boat until you come back."
Though Zhou Xiumei didn’t speak, her clear eyes also reflected a resolute gaze, evidently unwilling to leave early.
Seeing everyone insist on staying, Fang Cheng didn’t persuade them further.
He waved to them, turned around, and without hesitation dove back into the sea once more.
This time, his form showed no pause.
Like a sharp arrow, he swiftly swam towards that area of the Dark Abyss, unreachable to ordinary people.
What Fang Cheng wanted to do was to continue diving deeper into the trench.
He wanted to see with his own eyes what might exist at the bottom of that unknown abyss?
