Chapter 8

The East Sea, a solitary island.

Waves surged onto the beach one after another, tumultuous and fierce, as if trying to engulf the island.

In the dead of night, inside a cave on the island, a bonfire burned fiercely.

"How many sea demons will come ashore with the massive tides at the end of each month?"

"It depends on the size of the island and the abundance of food. On a desolate island with little food, the number of sea demons that come ashore won't be many, and their strength won't be too great. This isolated island is quite barren, and even cultivators are unwilling to live here. I estimate that not too many sea demons will appear, but a few will definitely come to the island to search for food. For us martial artists, even a random sea demon can be extremely lethal."

Mo Ling's expression was heavy.

Ye Mo deeply agreed. Sea demons were powerful beings on par with cultivators, far beyond the level of martial artists like him.

"Has your grandfather ever mentioned any strategies to deal with the sea demons that surge onto the island with the massive tides at the end of each month?"

Ye Mo, sensing the severity of the situation from Mo Ling's serious expression, subconsciously gripped the green saber in his hand.

"City defenses!"

Mo Ling softly uttered two words. "The immortal villages in the East Sea rely on city defenses to resist the impact of the sea demons! We can't build a ship to leave this island anytime soon. To survive on the island, we must endure the massive tides at the end of the month. The best way to deal with sea demons is to rely on a sturdy camp defense."

"How long is it until the end of the month? Can we build the defenses in time?"

Ye Mo's expression was solemn. He didn't know what Mo Ling was thinking, but he had to survive on this island.

"Considering the time it takes for a ship to sail out to sea and the duration of the voyage, it should already be the first few days of the month. There are only about twenty days left until the end of the month. We are few in number, so we need to hurry and build a sufficiently sturdy defense!"

Mo Ling thought carefully before speaking.

"What exactly do we need to do?"

Ye Mo nodded, not saying more, waiting for Mo Ling to continue. Mo Ling definitely knew more about dealing with sea demons and had more ideas.

Mo Ling had expected Ye Mo to act on his own, but was surprised by his self-awareness in asking for her opinion.

"The tides in the East Sea will gradually bring a few sea demons ashore. As time passes, the closer it gets to the end of the month, the more violent the tides become, with the final wave being the most intense."

Mo Ling looked around the cave and said, "This cave is very sturdy. We can use it as our base and build a defense around it. This is our only option. However, we are only two people, and I am injured. I have little confidence that the camp defense we build will be able to withstand the impact of the sea demons!"

She looked up at Ye Mo, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

She somewhat looked down on Ye Mo, a commoner martial artist, thinking he was unworthy of sharing the same cave with her.

As the princess of Donglai County, she was beautiful and a member of the royal family of Donglai, with a noble status.

Although she didn't practice martial arts diligently and was only at the mid-stage of the Body Tempering realm, she had mastered the high-level Feather Spirit Sword Technique, the most suitable for women in the Donglai royal family. Ordinary mid-stage martial artists were no match for her.

The noble children of Donglai would fawn over her, but she found them tiresome and ignored them.

Basking in the adoration, she naturally had ample reason to be proud.

Moreover, she had always admired her grandfather, a cultivator, and was determined to follow the path of cultivation, having no good feelings for the pleasure-seeking, unambitious noble children of Donglai.

Ye Mo, a commoner, was inferior to those noble children in appearance, status, and position. His martial arts cultivation was likely crude. In Donglai, she wouldn't even spare him a second glance.

Of course, Ye Mo had a few minor virtues— he didn't take advantage of her in her vulnerable state, and while he had a bit of a petty merchant's mindset, he wasn't a bad person.

Apart from that, he was almost worthless in her eyes.

However, she was injured and needed a reliable martial artist to protect her. This young martial artist seemed honest, and apart from being a bit stingy, he didn't have many ulterior motives. Even though she had to give him four inches of the Crimson Blood Vine, she had to endure it.

This left her with a mix of emotions.

Thinking about the process of healing her, Mo Ling felt a wave of frustration, unsure whether to hate him or... Regardless, she was injured and needed someone she could trust to protect her.

She needed Ye Mo to help build a sturdy camp.

She had to pretend to be unaware of the healing process to avoid unnecessary awkwardness.

The most important thing now was how to repel the sea demons during the massive tides at the end of the month, and only then could she think about other things.

Across the bonfire,

Ye Mo was unusually calm, thinking quickly. He didn't notice the subtle and complex changes in Mo Ling's expression.

"Whether we succeed or not, we must do our best to deal with the sea demons that come ashore!"

Ye Mo gritted his teeth, feeling a terrifying threat and immense pressure. If they couldn't survive the massive tides at the end of the month, it would be a dead end, and everything would be over.

No matter what, he had to do his utmost.

"We will use this cave as a temporary camp. The most important part of the camp is the defensive wall. We can't build a high-level, hard rock wall, so we'll have to build the lowest-level wooden wall—spirit wood fences.

Ordinary wood can't withstand a single blow from a sea demon. At the very least, we need first-stage spirit wood. When I was searching for body-tempering herbs on the island during the day, I saw a few low-stage spirit woods. The quality of low-stage spirit wood is extremely hard, comparable to iron.

We will cut down the hard spirit wood to build spirit wood fences around the cave. Then we can defend ourselves using the spirit wood fences to resist the sea demons. Weak sea demons won't be able to destroy these hard spirit wood fences in a short time. When the sea demons attack the fences, we will counterattack and drive them back."

Mo Ling explained in detail.

Although she had no experience fighting sea demons, she had heard stories from her grandfather about the battles between the immortal villages in the East Sea and the sea demons, and she knew some strategies.

"Alright, let's do it! We shouldn't delay. I'll go cut the spirit wood and build the spirit wood fences! You rest in the cave, and I'll be back soon."

Ye Mo nodded.

"I'll go too!"

Mo Ling struggled to stand up.

"But your injuries haven't fully healed!"

Ye Mo hesitated.

"Yes, I've recovered a bit, it's fine. You don't know where the spirit wood is, and wandering alone in the jungle at night is very dangerous. I'll go with you to cut the spirit wood, and it will be faster."

Mo Ling shook her head.

She wasn't entirely confident in Ye Mo's abilities.

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