《Disciple, Don't Cause Trouble, Master Won't Leave the Mountain!》Chapter 116: After the Storm
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The tsunami, which was more than a hundred feet tall, was actually split apart by Jiang Yun's huge spiritual power.
The sweat on Jiang Yun's forehead and the rain all merged into one.
The tsunami seemed to be fighting against his spiritual power, trying to heal the crack that would allow them to pass through, and smash Qin Xiaoxi and Jiang Yun's boat into pieces.
Jiang Yun roared again.
His spiritual power surged and strengthened again.
The powerful spiritual power opened the gap wider and wider.
It directly changed the direction of the tsunami.
And their boat also passed through the crack smoothly! But it was not over yet. The violent release of spiritual power almost exhausted Jiang Yun. He almost fell to the ground with a flop.
When she saw this, Qin Xiaoxi quickly released the guardrail that she had been holding onto tightly and ran to Jiang Yun's side, trying to help him up. Jiang Yun panted heavily and put a hand on Qin Xiaoxi's back.
He shook his head, trying to regain his senses.
Fortunately, there were temporarily no terrifying waves after the huge tsunami. This gave Jiang Yun some time to catch his breath.
"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Qin Xiaoxi worriedly helped him to the back of the rudder. This also allowed Jiang Yun to lean and rest for a while.
"I don't feel very good."
Jiang Yun's breathing had also stabilized a little. He was a little scared. If there were a few more waves like this, even Jiang Yun might not be able to hold them off for long.
The storm on the sea was still ongoing.
Fortunately, there were no more big waves.
However, although the violent storm that could not be stopped had become much smaller, the heavy rain was still pouring down. The rain came down to the point they almost couldn't open their eyes.
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"The storm has calmed down for now. Why don't I help you to the cabin to rest first?" Qin Xiaoxi quickly helped Jiang Yun up again and led him into the cabin.
The moment the two of them entered the cabin, they seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden. They sat on the chairs, ignoring the fact that their bodies were soaked like wet chickens.
Qin Xiaoxi still hadn't recovered from her senses as to how the huge wave had appeared, and how Jiang Yun had split the huge wave with his own strength.
However, Jiang Yun could resolve the crisis brought by the huge wave by only relying on his spiritual power alone. This was something that Qin Xiaoxi had never expected. She didn't dare to believe it, but it was the truth. However, it was no wonder, he was able to become the Sect Master of Mount God of Heaven at such a young age. It seemed that Jiang Yun's cultivation realm was definitely at the top. At least, no one in the Thunder City would be able to compete with him.
Perhaps on her trip with Jiang Yun to look for the Holy Saint Snow Ganoderma this time, she could learn from him and improve her cultivation realm.
There were very few cultivators in the Qin Family to begin with.
Her father, Qin Haisheng, also knew little about this matter. After her grandmother passed away, there was no one in the Qin Family who could make a name for themselves as a cultivator. Therefore, many people preferred to refer to the Qin Family as a literary family.
Up until now, Qin Xiaoxi might be the only one who could be counted as a cultivator in the Qin family.
"How exciting..." Qin Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly drank a mouthful of cold water in the pot, trying to make herself feel better.
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"It was indeed exciting... But if they didn't know chalk from cheese and came a few more times, it would probably be unbearable." Jiang Yun hurriedly shook his head when he heard this, "We can't let our guard down yet. From the looks of it, we've already entered the Sea of the Northern Region. This is faster than I expected."
Yes, Jiang Yun had never expected that the Northern Region would come so quickly.
At this time, Jiang Yun had already removed all the sails and used his spiritual power to control the boat's course, proceeding in the direction indicated by the compass. Outside the window, the sound of the wind gradually died down, and only the sound of the rain crazily slapping against the deck could be heard. When Jiang Yun heard this, he was naturally relieved. As long as the demonic wind dissipated, they would not encounter any more deadly waves.
Jiang Yun took out a map from his storage bag and spread it out on the table. The map seemed to be a little old, and the four corners of the map were already wet from Jiang Yun's wet hands.
The map showed the locations of the four continents. Jiang Yun's finger moved up slightly along the ferry that they had set off from.
If Jiang Yun's guess was correct, they had already reached the boundary of the Sea of the Northern Region, and were only two-thirds away from the distance to the Northern Region.
If nothing unexpected happened, with this speed and course, they would be able to reach the Northern Region within the next three to four days.
Unknowingly when, Qin Xiaoxi who was at the side had already moved a few stones and firewood from the bottom to the side of the table.
Qin Xiaoxi spread a layer of stones on the ground and roughly formed them into a circle. She then pressed a pile of hay firmly onto the stones. Then, she gently waved her finger and a stream of spiritual power entered the haystack.
The haystack emitted gray smoke in an instant and began to crackle. Soon, flames slowly rose from the bottom of the haystack.
The flames warmed the two of them up a lot.
He did not expect Qin Xiaoxi to have such a skill, or that she would also know that they should start a fire now.
However, she didn't seem to take into account that this boat was a wooden boat. Jiang Yun didn't say it out loud. Instead, he gently touched the floor with his index finger, and a weak spiritual power instantly spread throughout the entire boat.
What Jiang Yun cast was a layer of protection.
He used his spiritual power to isolate the deck of the boat, so that it could withstand a certain amount of fire. This way, they wouldn't have to worry about their home burning down while they were half asleep, before they even reached the Northern Region.
Qin Xiaoxi stretched out her palm and placed it on the side of the flames. She used her palm to feel the warmth of the flames. Jiang Yun naturally didn't sit idle as well. He went to Qin Xiaoxi's side and placed a few sticks of firewood into the fire.
The moment the firewood came into contact with the flames, a few sparks appeared and crackled.
The warm flames were reflected in their eyes and kept jumping. The two of them quietly felt the warmth brought by the flames and said nothing.
Their bodies were much warmer, but the only uncomfortable thing was that their clothes were soaked from head to toe.
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