Peerless War God

Under the blue sky, there was a huge ship. The ship was so big that it was almost like a small island floating on the surface of the sea.    

On top of the ship was a group of nearly a hundred Sea Race. Among them, the Flood Dragon Clan was the most numerous. It was obvious that this was a ship that belonged to the Flood Dragon Clan.    

At this moment, on the rudder of the ship, stood a black skinned, muscular Dragon Clan member. He put one hand on the railing, looked around, and said with a deep voice.    

"Enough rest, it's time to get up and work. Whoever dares to be lazy, I won't be able to kill him with a kick. Hurry, all of you, go into the water. Don't grumble."    

Although the age of this dragon clan wasn't very high, they were only at the early Dao Emperor level. However, their qualifications were quite high. They had a high position among this group of flood dragon clans and were also the captain of this fishing boat.    

None of the Seafolk on the ship dared to disobey his words.    

The rest of the Sea Tribes, including the Flood Dragons, were even weaker than the others. Some of them were only at the early stage of the Divine Soul Realm.    

Teams with this level of strength could only accept some simple bounty missions in the human territory.    

He didn't dare to take the risk and went out to sea, let alone going to sea like this.    

Only the true Sea Tribes would be able to come and go freely in this dangerous sea.    

One by one, the Flood Dragons stood up and took out a strange-looking magic tool. It was a black-gray color, like a loudspeaker.    

As the captain of the Flood Dragon Clan scolded him, each and every one of the Dragon Clan members dove into the sea. They held their loudspeaker shaped magic tools to their foreheads.    

Afterwards, the telepathic thoughts were amplified by the loudspeaker magic tool and quickly probed the surface of the sea.    

This kind of Divine Sense amplification magic tool was something essential to fishing. It could greatly increase the strength of one's Divine Sense, allowing them to explore even further.    

However, there was one downside to this item, and that was that its range of spiritual will would decrease after being amplified.    

His original 360 degree scan had no vision, but now, he was left with only a small portion of it.    

However, although the area was smaller, the distance from the scouting increased by several times, making it very practical.    

While his own crew members were underwater, desperately searching for valuable fish in the sea, the captain of the Flood Dragon Clan sat down. He took out a few pieces of cured meat, put them into his mouth, and slowly began to chew.    

Fishing was a patient job, and he knew that he couldn't rush it.    

Especially in order to capture such a large item, he would need to be patient. Sometimes, he would even need to use a bit of luck.    

He used his telepathic thoughts to check and confirm that his subordinates were not slacking. Then, he pulled his attention back to them.    

He then turned around and looked at a young flood dragon who was sitting quietly on the side of the ship just like him.    

At this moment, the other Flood Dragon Clans had all gone into the water. Aside from him, the captain, this one and only other person remained on the ship.    

Obviously, compared to the weaker Dragon Clan, this young Dragon Clan had this privilege.    

"Here, have some."    

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan threw a large chunk of dried meat in his hand towards the young Flood Dragon Clan member.    

This young Flood Dragon Clan had a long, robust body with ocean blue hair. Other than having the head of a Flood Dragon Clan, its features were also similar to that of ordinary humans.    

It could be said that he was a handsome brother of the Flood Dragon clan.    

Even within the human race, it could be considered extraordinary and handsome, the type that could bewitch tens of thousands of young ladies.    

This young flood dragon was brimming with a proud and aloof aura.    

It was completely out of place with the filthy scene in front of him.    

The surface of the black fishing boat was covered with dirty organs and scales. The stench of dead fish was extremely strong and it was extremely disgusting.    

The young youth from the Flood Dragon Clan frowned deeply as he sized up everything with a cold gaze, like a bystander.    

In his heart, he was doing his best to endure, endure, and endure.    

He was very clear that in the cruel sea realm of the Endless Sea, a handsome appearance was the most useless.    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been reduced to such a state.    

Only strength, as long as one was strong enough, would be able to enjoy status and power. Strength was everything.    

He didn't even bother to raise his right hand and casually released a stream of mana ripples, rebounding the dried meat thrown at him by the captain of the Flood Dragon clan.    

"No need."    

The young Flood Dragon Clan had an indifferent expression as they refused.    

Deep in his heart, he'd long since started to look down on Duan Ling Tian.    

He was not used to, nor would he eat, this meaty, rotten meat with a strong, fishy smell.    

The Sea race never had any good talents when it came to food. As someone who was used to eating human food, how could he swallow it down?    

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan stretched out his hand to receive it. He laughed and then, without the least bit of anger, threw it over.    

"Don't be so formal, Mo Su. We are now in the same boat anyway."    

It was obvious that he had a good relationship with this young flood dragon by the name of Mo Su.    

Mo Su's face turned stiff as he asked.    

"Thanks, I'm not hungry yet."    

The dried meat was thrown back,    

"Even if I'm not hungry, I can still eat some. Hur Hur, young people really do have some pride."    

Helpless, the captain of the Flood Dragon Clan shook his head, muttering in his heart. He didn't continue to insist.    

After all, before this, the two of them were originally from two different worlds and there was almost no intersection between them. Perhaps, the biggest similarity between the two was that they both belonged to the Flood Dragon Clan.    

In his mind, some of the stories about Mo Su quickly surfaced.    

Mo Su, he's a cultivation genius and is highly valued by his tribe.    

In the other young Flood Dragons, they still needed to rely on themselves. Sometimes, they even needed to starve to death, so he had already lived his life without worrying about food or clothing.    

For the rest of his life, he only needed to do two things: train and fight.    

In the future, he would become an elite warrior of the Flood Dragon Clan, and protect the entire clan. This was his mission.    

It wasn't just the flood dragon race. Almost all of the marine tribes were the same, with the exception of the two great powers — the Dragon God Palace and the Sea Goddess Hall.    

Every newly born flood dragon would arrange for a uniform cultivation test when they were still very young.    

Without a talent for cultivation, he would be an ordinary member of the Flood Dragon Clan for the rest of his life. He would work until he finally died of old age, giving up his life for his clan.    

Those with slightly lower talent would be able to obtain an extremely small amount of cultivation resources. There were also some low level cultivation techniques that required one to work and be completely self-reliant.    

As for those with high talent, they would be arranged to live, eat, and train. Apart from training and training, there was no need to care about anything else.    

Mo Su was a member of the Flood Dragon Clan.    

It could be said that in order to nurture the elite warriors of these clans, they had poured almost all of their effort and resources into it.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]