Contract Red Hair Shanks, the school beauty kicked me off the boat

Chapter 245 I'm terrified, I really don't dare to do it again.

The news of the destruction of Yang Luo's pirate crew was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating a huge wave across the world.

When Lin Muxue, Wang Quanshi, Song Ling, and others confirmed Yang Luo's death through their respective channels, and saw the image of his pirate ship, which had once symbolized his ambition and power, sinking completely to the bottom of the sea, an indescribable chill instantly gripped them.

“Yang Luo… is dead…” Song Ling’s voice trembled slightly, and she almost crushed the wine glass in her hand.

That sinister and ruthless man, who was always able to come up with all sorts of vicious schemes, was killed by Ye Yu himself, and this happened after a tremendous battle with the Snake King.

Wang Quanshi's face was ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

He recalled Ye Yu's chilling declaration—"After this, I, Ye Yu, will kill Yang Luo! I will destroy Yang Luo's pirate crew!" At the time, he thought it was just a bluff, but now it had become a death warrant.

Ye Yu kept his word, and in a way that was thunderous and devastating. That strength, that unwavering determination that looked down upon the world, filled him with an unprecedented fear.

"What are the casualties of the Tyrant Feather Pirates?" Lin Muxue tried to remain calm, but the shock in her eyes was undeniable.

Her biggest concern was Ye Yu's condition. She could feel the suffocating pressure of the Serpent King's final blood sacrifice form, even from a great distance. Had Ye Yu truly vanquished such a monster unscathed?
"It seems our core fighting force hasn't suffered much damage!" The intelligence officer's voice was filled with disbelief. "Ye Yu himself looks extremely exhausted, but he doesn't seem to have any fatal injuries! The officers of the Tyrant Feather Pirates are all still here... They... They're cleaning up the battlefield, and their morale is soaring!"

"How is this possible?!" Lin Muxue exclaimed. She had thought that the Snake King could at least wipe out most of the elite of the Tyrant Feather Pirates, leaving Ye Yu with a severe injury that would be difficult to heal. But the result was that after such a fierce battle, the core framework of the Tyrant Feather Pirates remained solid, and they even crushed the Yang Luo Pirates with a single blow! This was beyond "powerful"; it was simply "terrifying"!
A chilling sense of relief, accompanied by a deeper sense of panic, spread through their hearts.

"Fortunately...fortunately, it was that madman Yang Luo who orchestrated the sacrifice plan this time..." Song Ling murmured, her back already soaked with cold sweat. She was acutely aware that Ye Yu's overwhelming rage and killing intent were almost certainly aimed at Yang Luo.

If Yang Luo hadn't been so ruthless as to feed the snake king with his crew, accelerating the disaster and attracting all of Ye Yu's hatred, then any one of them might be the one being hunted down and facing annihilation by Ye Yu right now.

"Immediately! Notify all ships!" Wang Quanshi stood up abruptly, his voice hoarse but carrying an undeniable command. "Get away from this sea area! Get away from any route the Tyrant Feather Pirates might take! Head to the most remote and desolate sea area! Hide your tracks! Focus on developing your strength! No one is allowed to provoke Ye Yu again until we are absolutely certain of victory!"

"Yes! Stay away! We must stay away!" The other surviving alliance captains hurriedly echoed, their faces filled with the lingering fear of surviving a disaster.

Ye Yu proved with his actions that any conspiracy against him and the Tyrant Feather Pirates would ultimately lead to a devastating defeat. Yang Luo was a prime example!
Alliance? Encirclement? In the face of Ye Yu's absolute power and the terrifying cohesion of the Tyrant Feather Pirates, they were nothing more than catalysts that hastened their demise.

Lin Muxue pressed her lips tightly together, staring at Ye Yu's weary yet still upright figure on the screen, her heart churning with turmoil. The fear was real, but the deep-seated pride and resentment hadn't faded. She clenched her fists, her knuckles white, silently screaming in her heart:
*'Ye Yu…you won this time, but don't be too smug! The power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit is far from its limit! When I awaken…when I fully master the might of thunder…I, Lin Muxue, will repay today's fear a hundredfold! At that time, I will personally crush you and prove who the true chosen one of heaven is!'*
However, beneath this determination lay a slight wavering that even she herself was not fully aware of.

Faced with an existence that can constantly create miracles, slay the terrifying snake king in desperate situations, and then easily annihilate Yang Luo, can the awakening of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit really cross that seemingly bottomless chasm?
On the Ba Yu pirate ship, the somber atmosphere had not completely dissipated, but the exhilaration of victory and the mourning for fallen comrades were intertwined. The crew members silently and efficiently handled the post-battle matters: collecting the bodies of the fallen, treating the wounded, repairing the ship's damage, and clearing away the snake carcasses and wreckage left on the battlefield.

Ye Yu stood at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze ruffling his blood-stained clothes. Having personally killed Yang Luo, watching that treacherous and vicious enemy sink into the sea with endless fear and regret, the pent-up anger in his heart finally dissipated by more than half.

He looked around at his wounded but still spirited crew, his gaze sweeping over the tired but determined faces of the first mates, including Xia Ling, Xiao Ke, Sun Long, and Zhao Yan'er, before finally settling on the distant Misty Island.

"Captain, the remnants of Yang Luo's pirate crew have been wiped out, and the spoils are being tallied," Xiao Ke reported, his voice slightly hoarse. Ye Yu nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. The fallen brothers... a proper burial. Double the compensation."

"Yes!" Xiao Ke replied in a deep voice.

“Captain, your injury…” Xia Ling stepped forward, her eyes full of concern.

Ye Yu stretched his limbs. Although he felt a tingling soreness deep within his muscles and bones, and his internal strength was somewhat depleted, it wasn't a serious problem. "It's alright, I just used up a lot of energy. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Xia Ling looked at his slightly pale profile, knowing his stubbornness, and gently hummed in agreement.

Watching Ye Yu's retreating figure, Zhao Yan'er couldn't help but say, "Captain, Lin Muxue, Wang Quanshi, and the others... they must be terrified. Should we...?"

"No need." Ye Yu interrupted her, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority. "They're just clowns; they'll die sooner or later. Chasing after them is a waste of time and will also affect our progress."

Ye Yu's gaze was deep. "Yang Luo is dead, the Snake King has been executed, and this incident is considered closed. We shouldn't waste our time on them."

Ye Yu turned around, facing all the crew members, his voice carrying clearly across the deck:
"Brothers! This battle has been a greater deterrent. No one will dare to target me for a while. We must keep working hard. Our real enemy and challenge will come in more than two years!"

Ye Yu's voice gradually rose, filled with strong conviction:
"So put away your sorrow, and put away the complacency that victory may bring! Our goal is to stand at the pinnacle of this world! Even if the Navy descends, we will be the strongest! To do this, we need to become stronger! Strong enough to face any storm!"

"Next—rest! Resupply! And then, set sail!"

"Let's go find new hidden realms and hone our will and strength!"

"Go hunt down powerful alien beasts and sea kings to gain experience and level up!"

"Go explore uncharted islands and uncover ancient treasures!"

"Oooo!!!"

The earth-shaking roar rang out again, sorrow was suppressed by faith, and weariness was dispelled by determination.

The Tyrant Feather Pirates set sail and headed to Misty Island to plunder.

(End of this chapter)