A gentle morning breeze blew through the air, warmly caressing the faces of anyone who was outside.

Su Chen was standing on one of the palace’s balconies, gazing off into the distance. Rippling white sails could be seen everywhere as the fleet’s boats returned to harbor. The air was filled with celebratory sounds and laughter.

“The Sect Master finally has some time to gaze at the scenery?”

A clear voice jokingly called out to him from behind.

Su Chen knew who it was without even turning around. He chuckled and languidly replied, “I spent the entire night doing experiments. I failed 1238 times, and felt a bit tired at the end. That’s why I came out to take a break. I didn’t expect Princess to catch me slacking off.”

Princess Westminster walked over to Su Chen. “How could I ever complain about the Sect Master being lazy? What the Sect Master has done is already shocking enough, but I would never say that I ever expected us to reach this point.”

“This point” was naturally referring to their entering the Abyss, which had broken its reputation as a no-mans-land.

Su Chen, however, just shook his head. “Being able to enter and exit the Abyss at will is not the goal. We still need to figure out a way to deal with the Deep Sea Sorrow, or perhaps even learn to use it for our own purposes.”

“Sect Master Su, are you trying to appropriate it for your own purposes?” Princess Westminster stared fixedly at...