Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls

Chapter 627 - 318: Fisherman’s Identity, Ten Thousand Years of Past (Part 2)

The last curse cast by the Ancestral Emperor transformed into a force within the heavens and earth, gradually mastered by a peculiar group of souls.

And this group was called "Sorcerers."

They excelled at wielding the art of curses and communicating with mysterious soul entities, from which they obtained extraordinary power and abilities beyond imagination.

Since then, the world ushered in the era of the "Sorcerers."

And that grandson possessing the Dragon Stone, his figure haggard, clutching the Dragon Stone, hid in the shadows, licking his wounds in secret, resisting the terrifying curse from the Ancestral Emperor, able only to watch the changing times without the power to participate.

Fang Yu widened his eyes, his heart filled with immense shock.

At that moment, a golden giant dragon suddenly soared from within the Dragon Stone, transforming into a golden beam, and flew directly into the depths of Fang Yu’s soul, merging with it.

"Roar!!!"

The giant dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, and at the same time, Fang Yu’s panel and sea vessel changed quietly...

...

"Unknowingly... ten thousand years have passed..."

"The mistakes I made then have punished me for ten thousand years, shouldn’t I be allowed to regain a free soul now?"

On an island very close to Lanyun’s capital, a withered, dark figure, draped in a straw cloak, in simple clothing, quietly sat on a giant rock by the sea, gazing at the sea ahead with a calm look in his eyes.

If anyone were beside this person at this moment, they would surely notice a streak of black light on his cracked skin, frantically gnawing and biting at his skin.

The reason this person was so dark, and his skin so rough, was perhaps not just due to long-term exposure to the elements, but rather the terrifying black light on his skin at work.

He endured the burning pain on his skin, yet showed little emotion on his face, only a boundless sense of numbness.

These sufferings had accompanied him all his life.

But fortunately, with the passage of time, these forces were also gradually fading.

No force can sustain itself for ten thousand years without perishing.

Even if the one who unleashed these powers was the most terrifying person in the world, even more powerful than anyone he had seen in ten thousand years, a person who, just by relying on the remnants of his power, created an era of terror.

Even so... such power also has a day of decline.

And it was precisely because the cursed power on his body was waning that he began to harbor a sliver of extravagant hope.

"You once said... I would never reach the peak in this life."

"Destined to descend into lonely madness in the future."

"But... I survived."

"Ten thousand years, I... still survived..."

This person was the Fisherman, and at this moment he looked at the sea before him, his eyes full of vicissitudes, filled with exhaustion and bitterness.

The taste of ten thousand years of loneliness and pain almost drove the Fisherman mad.

But... he ultimately endured, ultimately... relying on a stubborn, obstinate hatred in his heart, or perhaps remorse, or perhaps madness.

In any case, a deeply complex sentiment forced the Fisherman to survive until now.

"It was my mistake back then."

"But how could you be so cruel!"

"I’m not convinced, I’m not convinced, I want to show you, not only did I survive, but I will also break your curse and step by step reach the peak!"

In the Fisherman’s calm eyes, a deep-seated madness and persistence lay hidden.

He had actually gone insane over the ten thousand years!

But... now a certain conviction supported him, making him determined to gloriously reach the summit, to become a strong individual no less than the Ancestral Emperor!

"Fang Yu, oh Fang Yu... grow quickly... grow quickly... your sea vessel... is still too weak now..."

The Fisherman’s gaze gradually returned to tranquility, restored to that ancient, calm demeanor.

"Mom, look, an old fisherman is sitting here."

"How strange, there’s no fishing line on his rod, haha, Mom, come and see! Such a strange old man!"

From not far away came the playful voices of children; a woman with two twin boys was passing by, seemingly enjoying leisurely time on the island.

At this moment, the two children saw the Fisherman and couldn’t help laughing mischievously, curiously watching the Fisherman’s rod, which they seemed to find quite intriguing.

"Xiaoyun, be polite, don’t laugh at others casually, perhaps the old mister is just daydreaming here."

The woman quickly stepped forward, taking the child’s hand, then spoke apologetically to the Fisherman: "I’m sorry, the children are ignorant, and have disturbed your peace."

"It’s fine... it’s fine... I am indeed just daydreaming here..."

"It’s okay for the children to be noisy, a little liveliness is good, a little liveliness is good."

"Too much silence makes people uneasy."

The Fisherman wasn’t angry; instead, he rarely wore a smile, reaching out to pat the heads of the two children.

"Twins... truly a blessing."

The Fisherman spoke softly.

Upon hearing the Fisherman’s words, the woman smiled slightly, just about to speak.

But at that moment, the sound of surging tides echoed around them. Despite the quietness of the island, it was as if they were engulfed by roaring ocean waves, with the sound of rushing water filling the air.

With the rising and falling sounds of the tides, a figure stepped out from the void.

The woman, who was just about to speak, was startled upon seeing someone suddenly appear beside her.

Suddenly a powerful pressure, like the pressure from the ocean depths, surged toward the woman.

Before she could scream, the pressure crushed her body into pieces on the spot.

"Mom!!"

The two children stood frozen in shock at the scene before them.

After a while, they burst into loud cries, wailing as they ran toward the woman’s corpse.

"So noisy."

A cold voice echoed, and then one of the children exploded under the same pressure, turning into a mist of blood that faded away.

The other child was so terrified that he remained frozen, his eyes filled with intense fear, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, unable to even cry.

"Sigh... what’s the point..."

Seeing this scene, the Fisherman didn’t stop him but let out a gentle sigh, speaking softly.

"What’s the point?"

The intruder sneered indifferently, reaching out to grab the remaining child, pulling the frightened child in front of him and looking at him with amusement: "Hey, kid, you’re luckier. I can’t be bothered to kill people. Here’s the deal: I’ll give you ten years to train and grow up. After ten years, I’ll come looking for you."

"Then you’ll have the chance to avenge."

"Of course, if you don’t seize this opportunity... I won’t give you another one!"

The person chuckled, casually tossing the child out, watching with both fear and hatred in his eyes as he scrambled and crawled away into the distance, he couldn’t help but laugh even more heartily.

"Hahaha!"

This person was the alchemical leader, Yuanqi.

At this moment, Yuanqi watched the boy scrambling to escape, his eyes filled with a strong sense of amusement.

After a while, once the boy had run far away, Yuanqi shook his head with a chuckle: "Heh... fooled you, how could I leave a potential threat to myself."

In the next moment, he pointed with a finger, and instantly the fleeing boy froze, collapsing to the ground and losing all signs of life.

"At your level, why do you still take pleasure in harming ordinary people?"

The Fisherman shook his head and spoke softly.

"Ordinary people?"

Yuanqi shook his head: "Ordinary people are just like pigs and dogs. To give their lives to amuse me is a blessing for them."

The Fisherman’s face remained calm, his eyes unruffled: "Incomprehensible."

"Enough with the nonsense, what are you doing here blocking the way?"

Yuanqi sneered coldly, casting his gaze at the Fisherman in front of him, his eyes chilly: "I don’t believe you just happened to be sitting here."

Hearing Yuanqi’s words, the Fisherman slowly put away his fishing rod. He didn’t stand up but continued gazing at the sea, then spoke softly:

"You’re looking for Fang Yu, aren’t you..."

Yuanqi raised a brow nonchalantly: "None of your damn business."

"It is my business."

The Fisherman sighed lightly, then spoke softly: "You won’t be able to get to Fang Yu, it’s better to go back."

"Hmm?" Yuanqi’s lips curled with amusement: "What if I insist on finding him?"

"If that’s the case..."

The Fisherman spoke while slowly standing up and walking toward Yuanqi: "I’ll just have to reason with you then..."