At the eastern edge of the Cloud Sea, wisps of mist and white clouds drifted and gathered, forming a lake.
It was just before dawn. A streak of white light flashed through the clouds, soaring freely.
Suddenly, the white light came to a halt, revealing its true form.
It was Fang Yang, riding a Frost Horse through the clouds and mist.
"A Tier Three opportunity... it must be you," Fang Yang murmured, gazing at the Cloud Lake ahead as if sensing something.
In the Cloud Lake ahead was a Six-winged Flying Fish, its body as massive as a crocodile's.
The Six-winged Flying Fish bobbed on the lake's surface. The half of its body that was visible was charred black, evidently struck dead by lightning, all signs of life gone.
Seeing the Six-winged Flying Fish about to be swallowed by the lake, Fang Yang acted decisively, guiding his Frost White steed to skim across the surface.
In an instant, he flicked the Six-winged Flying Fish up with the tip of his spear and stored it in his storage pouch.
Easy. Far too easy.
So easy it felt unreal to Fang Yang!
'The Six-winged Flying Fish is a main ingredient for the Ride the Wind Grand Pill. It's incredibly precious, and its price can be driven up to tens of thousands of Yuan Stones.
Many people came to this Flying Fish Cloud Sea Hunting event just for it.
Second Uncle wanted me to get more experience and see the prowess of the other prodigies, so he didn't require me to fight for the Six-winged Flying Fish.
Haha, I bet Second Uncle would never imagine I could get this Six-winged Flying Fish so easily.'
Fang Yang's eyes flashed, his heart filled with joy.
Of course, the credit for obtaining this opportunity so easily mostly belonged to his Frost White steed.
For a warrior, the importance of a prized steed was self-evident.
At this thought, Fang Yang gently stroked the mane on the front of his Frost White steed's neck.
"SCREE, SCREE..."
Just then, the White Feathered Eagle cried out. It had discovered living two-winged Flying Fish swimming in the Cloud Lake.
Fang Yang glanced over and sneered. "There are too few Flying Fish here, just a few scattered ones, not even a school. We're going to the southern end of the Cloud Sea!"
He had already claimed the first stroke of luck.
Now, it was time to claim the second.
This time, he would claim them both!
...
「The southern end of the Cloud Sea.」
In a corner on the eastern side, Chen Yuan, who had floral wings on her back, looked like a Flower Elf. She was controlling Snow Swallows to hunt a school of two-winged Flying Fish.
At times, she would scatter Spirit Grass bait; at other times, she would descend to act personally.
Of course, the times she needed to descend and act personally were usually when she was chasing Four-winged Flying Fish.
Meanwhile, in a corner on the western side, Hong Qishang stood on his Cyan Jade Gourd. He was using a Bee Mother to control thousands of Bee Insects, sending them straight toward a school of two-winged Flying Fish.
Hong Qishang's efficiency was much higher than Chen Yuan's.
Besides the two of them, there weren't many other Hunters at the southern end of the Cloud Sea.
Most of the Hunters were gathered at the northern end of the Cloud Sea, which was the most resource-rich area. Consequently, the fighting there was also more intense. Desert Tiger, for example, had been at the northern end the entire time.
Just as Chen Yuan and Hong Qishang were frantically capturing schools of Flying Fish, a flash of white light suddenly burst into the southern end of the Cloud Sea.
Fang Yang had arrived!
Flying Fish, Flying Fish, so many Flying Fish.
The Flying Fish scattered, fleeing in a panic through the Cloud Lake.
A gentle breeze blew, fanning the flames of excitement in Fang Yang's heart. 'This is all free Yuan Stones.'
He lightly touched his storage pouch, and a fishing net appeared in his hand.
Then, he had the White Feathered Eagle bite one end while he held the other, stretching the net out horizontally.
"Go!"
With his command, the Frost Horse galloped, the White Eagle flapped its wings, and Flying Fish after Flying Fish entered his net!
Three two-winged Flying Fish!
Ten two-winged Flying Fish!
The corners of Fang Yang's mouth tilted up, his heart blooming with joy.
Although the fish struggled frantically in the net, it was no use. This net had been specially prepared for Fang Yang by his Second Uncle Fang.
After his first haul, Fang Yang was still not satisfied.
'If only the White Feathered Eagle were faster,' he thought, 'we could be even quicker!'
[Flame Skill]
Suddenly, the Fierce Flame Pill Cauldron in Fang Yang's True Essence Sea roared and activated. The slumbering Fire Eagle Illusion also leaped out.
Fang Yang infused both the Flame Skill and the Fire Eagle Illusion into the White Feathered Eagle.
To the naked eye, the White Feathered Eagle's aura surged, and its appearance began to resemble a Fire Eagle.
But it let out whimpers of pain from time to time, clearly suffering.
This was, after all, an unorthodox method that strained the White Feathered Eagle's body and bloodline.
"Go, go, go," Fang Yang encouraged.
Immediately, the White Feathered Eagle shook off its pain, let out a loud cry, and responded with vigor.
And so, they once again soared through the air, moving as fast as lightning.
In turn, even more Flying Fish found their way into Fang Yang's pouch.
Including a Four-winged Flying Fish!
'A Four-winged Flying Fish... this must be the Tier Two opportunity my luck foretold...' Fang Yang mused.
Although he was pondering, his hands didn't slow in the slightest. He continued his frantic scooping.
Although the southern end of the Cloud Sea was also an area with many Flying Fish, second only to the northern end, it wasn't as if the schools here were endless.
Fang Yang's shocking methods were undeniably cutting into the profits of the other hunters at the southern end.
This caused much of the hard work Chen Yuan, Hong Qishang, and the others had put in to go to waste, leaving them all feeling frustrated.
They kept glancing at Fang Yang, debating whether or not to stop him.
In particular, when Chen Yuan saw Fang Yang zip past in front of her yet again, she couldn't contain her emotions any longer.
'Desert Tiger bullied me, and now you, Fang Yang, are also treating me like I'm nothing?' Chen Yuan thought, grinding her teeth in indignation.
She took a deep breath, about to command her Snow Swallow to attack the White Feathered Eagle.
But at that very moment, the Frost White steed suddenly let out a long sigh and shot her a cold glance.
Chen Yuan froze instantly.
She wasn't actually afraid of the Frost White steed, as she had a trump card of her own on the same level.
But if her trump card clashed with the Frost White steed, the consequences would be unpredictable.
A Tier Five existence was powerful enough to destroy mountains and cities!
Sometimes, having too many smart people around wasn't necessarily a good thing.
For instance, now that Chen Yuan was motionless, others like Hong Qishang were also weighing the pros and cons.
In the end, no one made the first move. They could only let Fang Yang continue his merry way.
Fortunately, Fang Yang's area of activity was limited to the northeastern corner of the southern end of the Cloud Sea.
Of course, if a grand prize like a Six-winged Flying Fish were to appear, that would be another story.
And so.
Spurred on by Fang Yang, the Hunters at the southern end of the Cloud Sea all clenched their teeth and pushed their speed beyond its limits.
The number of fish in the schools began to decrease at a visible rate.
"It's not enough. I need more Flying Fish. It seems I have no choice but to head to the northern end of the Cloud Sea after all," Hong Qishang sighed quietly. He then left decisively, without any hesitation.
If he had a choice, Hong Qishang would rather not have participated in the hunt at the northern end.
But there was no other way. Fang Yang's impact was just too great.
After Hong Qishang departed, Chen Yuan and the other Hunters also left one by one, leaving only Fang Yang behind.
'They all went to the northern end of the Cloud Sea?' Fang Yang mused, looking down as he watched their departing figures.
But Fang Yang knew full well that the northern end of the Cloud Sea was a vortex of the most intense conflict.
Although the rewards at the northern end were the greatest, it was also very dangerous, unlike the relatively stable and calm southern end.
After a moment of consideration, Fang Yang decided to stay at the southern end of the Cloud Sea and catch as many as he could.
After all, a Flying Eagle with a full stomach had no need to court danger.
「A quarter of an hour later.」
The White Feathered Eagle was completely exhausted. Steam rose from its body, and its wings were red and swollen.
Fang Yang held it, inspecting it from all sides, and finally took out a medicinal powder to rub on its wings.
'This White Feathered Eagle is still useful,' he thought. 'It can't die on me this early.'
Lying in Fang Yang's arms, the White Feathered Eagle felt his affection.
It immediately broke into a silly grin, looking extremely satisfied, as if to say: 'This is great. I can finally be of help to him.'