At this moment, the entire ocean trembled because of the giant sea beast.
Everyone looked ahead and saw an eight-legged octopus, its eight tentacles lashing out like lightning, stirring up heavy waves, billowing fiercely.
"This is the near sea king... the Octopus King." In the Three Realms, few ventured into the continent, precisely because of the Octopus King’s existence,
The Azure Empire, a five-star power, had to offer tribute to it every year, paying homage annually.
It could be said that this Octopus King, though a beast, enjoyed far more prestige than many humans.
"This..." The old storyteller was shocked and said, "This Octopus King likes live food and needs to eat one person every day. It seems today it hasn’t eaten yet, but we happened to encounter it."
"Originally, the Octopus King wouldn’t come out to harm people." The young storyteller shared the information she learned, "The Azure Empire sacrifices a creature to it every day, but recently, with the Empire’s defeat, they seem to have forgotten about this."
"Quick, hide."
Seeing a tentacle suddenly break through the void, everyone was startled, their scalps tingling! They quickly dodged aside, but the wooden ship was split in two under a single tentacle’s strike.
"Boom"
The tentacle swept again,
"Boom" went the sound,
Instantly, the wooden ship was completely destroyed, and Wu Tian and the others could only stand on the ship’s deck; such a simple strike had the imposing force of anger against heaven and earth.
"Fight."
Dao Feng and the others shouted, ready to attack,
"No, no."
The white-robed storyteller rushed and shouted, "It becomes more furious when hurt."
"Then what should we do?"
"Yes, what should we do?"
Dao Feng and the others looked at the white-robed storyteller, seeing his confident manner, seemingly having a solution,
They couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s very simple." The white-robed storyteller immediately said, "Just throw someone overboard."
Dao Feng and the others: "..."
They thought this guy would come up with a good idea, only to hear this,
Throw someone overboard?
Who to throw?
At this moment, a young fellow looked at the white-robed storyteller with admiration: "You’re really great, truly noble."
"Huh?"
The white-robed storyteller didn’t quite understand the young fellow’s meaning,
Great?
Can this be called great?
But why say he’s noble?
The young fellow quickly solved the white-robed storyteller’s confusion: "This uncle made such a suggestion, he likely intends to jump himself, to serve as a sacrifice for the octopus king. Such selfless spirit, isn’t it noble?"
The young fellow also winked at Dao Feng and the others.
Dao Feng and the others understood what the young fellow meant, and they also looked at the white-robed storyteller with admiration.
"Indeed noble."
"Yes, your willingness to be eaten by the octopus to ensure our safety, such spirit is rare in the world."
"Thank you."
"..."
The white-robed storyteller was stunned.
What he said didn’t mean that at all.
He wanted to speak, but Zhou Butong had already reached the plank where the white-robed storyteller stood, lifting him up, seeming ready to throw him into the sea: "Let me help you."
"No, don’t."

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