Three hundred feet at the bottom of Moon-Mirror Lake, hundreds of barbed. Crimson tentacles from the [Rank 4 Blood-Coral Killing Array] whipped and scraped against the panoramic crystal dome of the [Pedal-Powered Yellow Swan Submarine].
In Second Prince Qian Ye’s past-life memories, breaking through this fifty-foot trench of carnivorous Rank 4 Blood-Coral had cost him two high-grade flame talismans and left deep poison scars across his legs.
Inside the warm, soup-scented cabin of the Yellow Swan Submarine, however, nobody was panicked.
In fact, seven-year-old Su Nuannuan [Half-Step Rank 4, Ten-Thousand-Poison & Medicine Sovereign] stopped pedaling, unbuckled her little seat strap. Pressed her chubby nose flat against the thick crystal-glass window to stare at the wriggling red coral branches outside.
“Grandpa Yao, look at those red spiky plants,” Su Nuannuan said, tilting her head so her twin pigtails flopped over her shoulder. “Why are they wiggling around trying to bite our swan’s beak? They look just like the sour red hawthorn-berry sticks that Auntie Qin dips in sugar syrup!”
Standing by the stove in his white chef’s coat, Grandpa Yao , at Rank 4 Early, peered out the window and chuckled. “Those aren’t hawthorn sticks, Little Nuannuan—that is five-hundred-year-old Blood-Swallowing Poison Coral! The ancient cultivator who built this grotto fed that coral with murderous blood-toxin so it would attack anything with warm Qi!
