Chapter 15: Are You Playing with Me on Purpose?

The Sea Eye Meat resembled a stone, with patterns resembling sea eyes on its surface. Its vibrant muscles writhed, allowing it to draw in seawater at those sea eye spots, generating immense power.
This was also a rare treasure, just like the Divine Blood Jade Ganoderma. If a sea beast consumed it, it could evolve into a divine beast and then transform into a human.
Everyone witnessed this scene, but the battle continued fiercely without pause.
Hundreds of sea beasts dared not seize the Sea Eye Meat, as Qu Yi and Wu Yuan were overseeing the fight. Anyone who tried to act alone would die.
Qu Yi and Wu Yuan weren’t in a hurry to take it either. Once they killed all the sea beasts, the Sea Eye Meat would naturally belong to them—there was no need to rush.
Of course, those fighting the sea beasts—Wu Jingui, Thunder Eye Ice Crocodile, Four-Armed Water Ape, Nine-Headed Imperial Snake, and Earth-Shaking Crab—had even less time to think about stealing the Sea Eye Meat. They continued to fight fiercely against the sea beasts.
In a certain area of the seabed, there was a person merged with the seawater—Yang Fang, the lord of Liyang City.
It was unknown how Yang Fang had mastered the technique of blending with water. His entire body seemed to be made of seawater, moving with the currents as he slowly approached the Sea Eye Meat.
“Qu Yi, you actually came here. After such hard searches, I found you effortlessly. I’ll tell Yan Tiankuo your location right away,” Yang Fang thought, his dark eyes fixed on Qu Yi in the distance as he remained submerged in the water.
Once Yan Tiankuo learned of Qu Yi’s location in Liyang City, he immediately informed all the Divine Marshal-level cultivators in the nearby seas. Yang Fang happened to be in that area.
In fact, Yang Fang had been lurking in this sea for years, having long discovered its wonders and knowing there must be rare treasures here. He had been waiting all this time to seize them.
He wasn’t expecting the treasure to be the Sea Eye Meat, so he was naturally overjoyed.
Now, seeing Qu Yi and the others fighting the sea beasts, Yang Fang saved himself the trouble of competing for the Sea Eye Meat. After reporting Qu Yi’s location, he felt grateful to him as well.
“Heaven favors me! Although Qu Yi caused trouble in my Liyang City, now he’s helping me out. I’ll take this Sea Eye Meat,” Yang Fang thought, nearly shouting with excitement as he got closer to it.
100 meters away…
Yang Fang prepared to leap and snatch the Sea Eye Meat, then flee to the surface, ready to engage Qu Yi in the air.
Move!

There’s no time to move…
Just as Yang Fang decided to reveal himself and snatch the Sea Eye Stone flesh, suddenly Qu Yi appeared in front of him, smiling broadly.
“Yang Fang, what’s inside the Sea Eye Stone belongs to me,” Qu Yi said with a smile, appearing friendly.
Undoubtedly, at the moment Qu Yi appeared, Yang Fang was so frightened that he stepped back a mile, staring at him in disbelief. He couldn’t understand how Qu Yi could move so fast underwater—even his own body, naturally adapted to water, couldn’t reach such speeds.
Could Qu Yi be a reincarnation of a Divine King?
That was the only explanation Yang Fang could think of; otherwise, he couldn’t fathom how a cultivator at the Divine Marshal stage could achieve space jumps—a feat only possible for a Divine King.
“Qu Yi, you’ve known about me all along. Are you just playing with me?” Yang Fang calmed down and realized that his movements had long been under Qu Yi’s control.
Although his body was submerged in water, he still couldn’t escape Qu Yi’s divine sense—after all, Qu Yi’s divine sense was now on par with that of a Divine King.
Qu Yi laughed heartily and nodded. “Yang Fang, you could have avoided death, but since you revealed my location to the Yan Clan, you’ve become my enemy. So, death is your only fate.”
Yang Fang was stunned and immediately realized what he had done. He felt he had committed a foolish mistake. Why had he gotten involved in Qu Yi’s conflict with the Yan Clan? By revealing Qu Yi’s location to Yan Tiankuo, he gained nothing and now had offended Qu Yi.
Moreover, Yang Fang could have ignored his duties—even if he saw Qu Yi, he wouldn’t have told Yan Tiankuo. Who would know? Yan Tiankuo wouldn’t have any evidence to accuse him, allowing Yang Fang to live freely.
Yang Fang harbored resentment, but…
“Qu Yi, though you’re fast, trying to kill me here underwater is still a delusion,” Yang Fang said coldly, his expression relaxing slightly.
As a cultivator at the Divine Marshal stage and a city lord, he couldn’t afford to be cowardly or fearful. That was a kind of mental demon. If one had such a demon in their heart, there was no hope of reaching the level of a Divine King. Though regretful, Yang Fang didn’t dare show weakness to Qu Yi as he faced the threat head-on.
Qu Yi smiled faintly, drew the Fengyan Sword from his hand, pointed it at Yang Fang, and said, “Do you think just because you’re compatible with the ocean, you can thrive and remain invincible? How naive. I tell you, your naivety will lead to your death.”
Yang Fang’s expression turned cold. He drew two divine swords from his hand—one black, one white—complementary to each other, as if the two swords were one entity, tightly connected.

“Rumors say you have unparalleled potential in cultivation. I really want to see what your strength is like. I don’t believe that just by suddenly advancing from the Divine General stage to the Divine Marshal stage, you can rival us seasoned Divine Marshal cultivators,” Yang Fang said with a cold laugh.

Immediately afterward, Yang Fang swung both swords in his hands, forming a scissor shape, and pushed forward. The ocean currents beneath the sea immediately changed direction under the influence of the two swords, with all the seawater forming a rotating disc that flew straight toward Qu Yi. The power of this disc, harnessing the strength of the entire ocean, would injure or even kill anyone hit by it.

Qu Yi’s eyes lit up. He hadn’t expected Yang Fang to possess such strength. Indeed, the world is full of extraordinary people.

“Yang Fang, you only have sixty million spiritual entities inside you, yet you can still harness the power of the ocean, equivalent to seventy million spiritual entities. You’re quite resourceful,” Qu Yi called out with a smile.

Just as the ocean disc approached, Qu Yi stood firm like a bell, rooted to the seabed. He pushed out with one hand, sending a massive palm to meet it. The giant palm, formed by seventy million spiritual entities of wood, fire, water, and metal, struck the ocean disc, shattering it. Yet the palm continued moving forward, though its power had been greatly diminished.

Yang Fang was shocked. He sent both swords flying to break the palm and stared at Qu Yi anxiously.

“Qu Yi, you truly have seventy million unified spiritual entities. You truly deserve to be called a genius through the ages. No wonder you dare challenge the eight royal families so arrogantly. I can’t defeat you, but it’s also impossible for you to kill me. I’ll be leaving now,” Yang Fang said, his face showing panic.

Undoubtedly, Yang Fang had used his strongest move, only to have it easily shattered by Qu Yi. With no other options, the wisest thing to do was to keep watching Qu Yi from afar, waiting for Yan Tiankuo to bring the cultivators of the Yan clan.

After saying that, Yang Fang flew away, arriving thousands of miles away, keeping an eye on Qu Yi’s movements with his divine sense.

Qu Yi still remained motionless. Regarding Yang Fang’s actions, he could only shake his head repeatedly before sighing, “This Yang Fang is really naive.”

As soon as he spoke, Qu Yi’s body disappeared from its original spot. The next moment, he appeared behind Yang Fang, reached out, tapped his head, and chuckled.

Yang Fang was almost frozen in fear. Of course, he sensed Qu Yi’s presence behind him. He tried to dodge but found himself too terrified to move. Even though Qu Yi tapped his head a few times, he was still unable to move.

“Qu Yi, please spare me. I’ll do whatever you ask.” At this moment, Yang Fang realized that even if he were in harmony with the ocean, he still couldn’t escape Qu Yi’s pursuit here underwater. Now, there was only one path left.
Regret flooded Yang Fang’s heart once again as he remembered his earlier boast that Qu Yi couldn’t kill him—wasn’t that just making it harder for him to beg for mercy?
Qu Yi chuckled softly and said, “Yang Fang, turn around. There are things we can discuss.”
It felt like hearing a voice from beyond the heavens. His body felt inexplicably light, and with a sense of relief, he immediately turned around, looking at Qu Yi with an appeasing expression. There was no choice—circumstances forced him to bow and flatter.
Qu Yi stood firm on the seabed, like a mountain, his oppressive presence pressing down on Yang Fang. After a while, he smiled faintly.
“Yang Fang, if you want to survive, that’s fine. Be my slave,” Qu Yi said calmly.
Soul control!
At these words, Yang Fang was stunned. A chill overtook him. If he agreed to such terms, he would be under Qu Yi’s control forever.
“No, is there no other way…?”
“No negotiation!”
Before Yang Fang could finish speaking, Qu Yi cut him off. Trembling, with fear in his eyes, it seemed as though he were implying, “You said we could discuss this!”
“Three!”
“Two!”
Qu Yi stopped talking and began counting down. Each number sent ripples through the ocean currents, further tormenting Yang Fang’s already fragile mind with terrifying sounds.
“I agree!” Not daring to let Qu Yi count to one, Yang Fang immediately shouted, his face filled with despair and agony.
Qu Yi chuckled and sent his consciousness into Yang Fang’s soul space. Yang Fang had initially planned to resist with his soul, but was shocked again to find that Qu Yi’s soul was equally powerful, on par with that of a Divine King. He had no chance to resist and could only submit to Qu Yi’s soul slavery.
The soul slavery was completed quickly.
“Alright. Now that you’re mine, your life will be spared. From now on, you’ll still be part of the Yan clan. Help them hunt me,” Qu Yi said with a smile.
Yang Fang was astonished. He was now under Qu Yi’s soul control—Qu Yi’s death would mean his own death as well. He never expected Qu Yi to be so bold, daring to face the Yan clan’s siege head-on. His confidence was truly overwhelming.
“Yes,” Yang Fang replied without daring to ask further.

Qu Yi nodded, then vanished to help Qing Wu Gui and the others surround and kill the sea beast.