Chapter 3

The sea water lapped against the shore, producing a vast and distant "whooshing" sound. A light sea breeze, slightly salty and pungent, blew across the beach.

Le Qingling carried a bamboo basket, her bare, white feet stepping happily on the sand.

Every day at low tide, she would come to the shore to collect seafood, catching crabs and shells. Since the interstellar migration began, the ecosystem of Douluo Planet had continuously improved, and various basic organisms were thriving, with much less environmental pollution.

Her family was particularly unwilling to migrate. An ancestral saying went: "Born as a Douluo person, die as a Douluo ghost." No matter what Douluo Continent became, the Le family would never leave.

Le Qingling was nineteen years old, at the age when one begins to experience the first stirrings of love. Recently, during her summer vacation, she had picked up the habit of collecting seafood again.

The southern sea of Douluo Continent was the richest in marine life. She loved eating some sea clams, paired with a bit of white grape juice, which was simply too delicious. She especially enjoyed the white wine-baked lobster her father made, which, in her opinion, was the best food in the world.

At this moment, the bamboo basket already contained some shells and a few larger crabs. No matter how they struggled, they were always blocked by a faint golden light on the surface of the basket.

Le Qingling ran a few steps, then leaped up about three to four meters, spreading her arms and swinging the bamboo basket as if she were gliding through the air.

"Ah, when will I be able to fly! Why didn't I get any innate abilities after my soul beast awakened? It's so annoying! I want to fly, I want to fly, I want to fly!"

"Hmm?" As her body was about to land on the ground, she suddenly saw something move on the distant shore.

What is that?

Le Qingling, always curious about new things, quickly ran over. As she got closer, she slowed down. She was surprised to find that it seemed to be a person. Half of the person's body was submerged in the sea, and the other half was on the sand. He seemed very heavy, and no matter how the sea water lapped against him, he remained motionless, as if rooted to the sand.

Is that...

A corpse?

Le Qingling shivered and stopped. How could there be a corpse on the beach?

She steadied herself, took a deep breath, and a faint white light emanated from her body. Then, two yellow and one purple soul rings slowly rose from her feet.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm a Great Soul Master. Even if he's a vengeful spirit or a zombie, I can purify him. Watch this, holy light, shine!"

The first yellow soul ring on her body glowed, and a beam of white light shot from her hand, heading straight for the "corpse."

Seeing the white light shine on the person, she was satisfied. Her holy light had healing and purification effects on normal people. For evil spirits, purification would turn into an attack, with excellent results.

The white light fell on the person, and Le Qingling could see clearly that the exposed parts were two legs, while the upper body was still under the sea. This further confirmed her belief that it was a corpse. He must have drowned!

Just as she was about to call the authorities with her soul communication device, something unexpected happened.

With a "splash," the man suddenly sat up from the sea. Except for his buttocks and a certain male part, the rest of his upper body was now completely exposed.

"Ahh!" Le Qingling screamed, and all her courage was long gone. She leaped backward and turned to run.

With her cultivation as a three-ringed Great Soul Master, she ran incredibly fast, reaching a hundred meters away in an instant.

Only then did she dare to look back. The man was still sitting in the water, seemingly shaking his head slightly, with no intention of chasing her.

Her chest heaved, and Le Qingling patted it, calming her panic. She slowed down and gradually stopped.

"I'm a Great Soul Master, I'm a Great Soul Master, what am I afraid of! What do I have to be afraid of! Not afraid, not afraid! I'm not afraid!"

She turned around again but didn't dare to get closer, just watching the man from a distance.

Because of the distance, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could vaguely see that his physique was excellent. Even sitting in the sea, he had broad shoulders, a wide back, and a narrow waist. His deep blue long hair hung over his shoulders, covering most of his face.

Le Qingling's curiosity began to overcome her fear. Just as she was about to walk back, the man suddenly stood up.

"Ahh!" Le Qingling screamed again. She had never seen such a sight in her nineteen years.

She quickly turned her head, pointing at the man, "Pervert, you're shameless!"

The man seemed to understand her, looked down at himself, and hesitated, "I'm sorry, I..."

His voice was a bit stiff but very pleasant. Le Qingling was surprised to find that, despite the distance of nearly two hundred meters, his voice sounded as if it were directly in her ear.

He can apologize?

"You, put something on." She took off the coat wrapped around her waist, threw it on the ground, and ran a bit further away.

"Okay." The man's voice sounded again, and the stiffness seemed to have decreased.

For some reason, Le Qingling suddenly felt the urge to turn and look again. She had just seen his well-defined eight-pack abs! His physique was really excellent.

"I'm done." The voice came again.

Le Qingling turned around and saw that the man was now standing where she had been, her coat wrapped around his front, covering the important parts, but most of his body was still bare, revealing his perfect physique.

This time, Le Qingling finally saw his face. Her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but stare. He was so handsome, really so handsome!

A straight nose, lips of just the right thickness, and a pair of particularly beautiful large eyes. They were black, but there seemed to be a faint golden glow in them. His long blue hair flowed behind him, smooth and shiny, and he looked to be in his early twenties, not much older than herself. Could he be a stranded celebrity?

The man spoke again, his voice tinged with confusion, "Hello, can you tell me where this is? And, who am I?"