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Donna asked, “Junior Brother Darren, did you use the mimic technique just now? It’s amazing!”
A typical mimic technique would not be that amazing.
Diana also looked at Darryl quietly. She smiled, and there was relief in her eyes.
She had not picked the wrong person—Darren Derby was a talented person, indeed.
However, how did he make the fishes leap onto the deck?
Diana was a knowledgeable woman, but she had never seen anyone mimic fishes’ sound before that.
Swoosh!
Everyone looked at Darryl as they waited for his answer.
“Uh…” Darryl scratched his head. He smiled at Donna as he decided to spew some nonsense. “A strange senior
once taught me this technique. I’ve told Master about this. When I was small, I met a talented cultivator.”
Donna believed him. She nodded before she tugged on Darryl’s arm. She said gently, “Junior Brother Darren, this
mimic technique is very interesting. Can you teach me?” Donna said with hope in her eyes.
“Of course!” Darryl did not even need to think about it. He nodded and agreed to her request. He smiled and said,
“I’ll teach you when we have some free time in the future!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt‘Well, the pretty senior sister has made a request, so how can I reject her?’
The other disciples no longer looked at Darryl with contempt.
Well, all except Harvey. He continued to sneer, but he said nothing.
‘The mimic technique? Nothing but a trivial trick. There’s no reason for him to feel so proud!’
At that moment, due to the Holy Saint Sect disciples’ constant hunt, the Gourami Dragonfishes had scattered all
around the ocean. It had gotten harder to catch them.
“Junior Brother Darren!”
Donna turned to Darryl and said, “The Celestial Wood Altar is relying on you to get even more Gourami
Dragonfishes!”
Their cultivation methods would no longer work as the fishes had scattered around the ocean.
Only Junior Brother Darren’s mimic technique could attract them into a single group. It was a brilliant solution.
The other disciples chimed in too.
“Yes, Junior Brother Darren, please use your technique!”
“Yes, use the mimic technique; let’s catch some more fishes.”
“Yes, we cannot lose to the Ryukin Gold Altar!”
They continued to persuade Darryl. The man smiled and nodded at his disciples. He said, “Sure, I have an idea to
guarantee us a win against the Ryukin Gold Altar.”
Darryl observed their situation for a little while. He tiptoed on the deck, and then he leapt onto the Ryukin Gold
Altar’s ship.
He had a simple idea. He could stand on Ryukin Gold Altar’s ship and then used his mimic technique to warn the
Gourami Dragonfishes that there was danger there so that they would not go near their opponent’s ship. That way,
the Ryukin Gold Altar would not be able to catch more fish.
However, just as Darryl landed on the Ryukin Gold Altar’s ship, their disciples quickly went to him. They pointed at
Darryl and yelled.
“Hey, you’re a Celestial Wood Altar disciple! Why are you on our ship?”
“How bold of you! You’re here to steal our fishes…”
“Leave now!”
The Ryukin Gold Altar and Celestial Wood Altar had never seen eye to eye. Of course, the Ryukin Gold Altar disciples
would not be pleased to see a Celestial Wood disciple on their ship.
The Celestial Wood Altar disciples looked at each other when they realized what had happened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDarren was too bold. He would dare to go to the Ryukin Gold Altar’s ship? Their Altar Master, Alan Cirrus, was not
someone one could afford to offend lightly.
Donna was extremely anxious. However, there were so many people there, so she could not warn Darryl.
Harvey smiled coldly. He waited for something terrible to happen.
‘Darren Derby! Just because he has a little trick up his sleeve, he thinks he can be arrogant and head over to the
Ryukin Gold Alta’s ship. Let’s see you cry when you have to crawl back here in tears!’
Darryl did not panic even when he had to face the Ryukin Gold Altar disciples. He only focused his attention toward
the ocean in front of her. He waited for the right time to use the mimic technique again.
Buzz!
Right at that moment, he felt an intense burst of aura. The man locked his eyes onto Darryl as he strode toward
him. His eyes shone like lightning; he looked authoritative.
It was Alan Cirrus.
“Hey!” Alan sized Darryl up. He said firmly, “Who let you onto our ship? Return to your Celestial Wood Altar’s ship
now!”
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