HDRDTH -Chapter 87 Ten Tons of Pig Blood to Bait the Sea Eye

Yu Xian walked over quickly.

At a depth of about two meters in the pit, the soil had been turned over, revealing a black rock with a cold metallic sheen. Its surface was covered in dense, scale-like patterns. An extremely bone-chilling cold was seeping up from the bottom of the pit, mixed with a thick, unshakable salty fishy stench.

Yu Xian sniffed the air, and the lazy expression in his eyes vanished instantly.

He had smelled this before.

In his previous life, while chasing a severely injured tiger shark in the South China Sea, he had followed it into a deep-sea fissure—and the smell was exactly the same.

“Da Fu.”

“Here!”

“Call Old Liu. Tell him to prepare ten thousand meters of special-grade PE line.”

Yu Xian stared at the black “scale rock” seeping dark water from its cracks, a faint grin forming at the corner of his mouth.

“This yard… is connected to the sea.”

The excavator operator sat in the cabin, legs trembling uncontrollably. He had been digging for fifteen years—cut fiber-optic cables, even dug up ancient tombs—but under an inland city like Jiangcheng, there should never be scale-covered rock… let alone seawater.

“Mr. Yu,” Wang Fei said, standing barefoot on the corridor steps, clutching the 300,000-yuan Martin guitar, her voice dry, “Jiangcheng is 800 kilometers from the nearest sea… how is there seawater under your backyard?”

“In my past life, when I roamed the South China Sea, I heard the old fishermen talk about this.” Yu Xian bit down on a cigarette butt, speaking with the calm certainty of a seasoned veteran. “This is called a Sea Eye. There are channels deep in the crust that are usually sealed. Occasionally they get disturbed and leak water. That rock… old-timers call it Dragon Scale Stone. It only forms in deep oceans, thousands of meters down.”

Since Yu Xian insisted on “adding ingredients,” Wang Da Fu quickly arranged supplies. Old Liu had no stock, so Yu Xian directly called Chu Feng.

“Hey, Xiao Chu. Half an hour. Get me ten thousand meters of line strong enough to tow a nuclear submarine. Also, send ten tons of fresh pig blood and sheep offal—must be fresh and bloody.”

On the other end, Chu Feng from the provincial military command nearly crushed the satellite phone.

General Li, standing nearby, adjusted his glasses, thinking Yu Master had some new “dimensional string insight.” Instead, he heard he was going to “bait sea monsters with pig blood.”

Half an hour later, three heavy transport helicopters hovered above Jinshui Bay. The entire villa district was sealed off by armed soldiers.

“Mr. Yu, the line has arrived.” Chu Feng slid down a rope, wiping sweat from his face. “The pig blood came straight from the logistics combat freezer. It was originally feed stock for the military dog base. That’s half the province’s supply here.”

In the yard, excavators started again. Su Wanyi, wearing an apron, leaned out of the kitchen window and complained:

“Xiao Yu! The smell is too strong! I just hung out the bedsheets—don’t stain them!”

On the second-floor window, Su Xi was excitedly filming everything with a pink camera.

“Uncle Yu! My classmates say you’re Poseidon! Catch the sea monster for me to see!”

Yu Xian ignored them.

He was lounging in a wooden chair, letting Su Wanyi peel grapes for him, while casually directing Wang Da Fu to operate the excavator as a bait dropper.

Buckets of crimson pig blood were poured into the Sea Eye.

The bubbling black water instantly began to whirl violently, forming a two-meter-wide vortex.

From beneath the water came a chilling clicking sound—like some colossal creature grinding its teeth.

Yu Xian stood up, fixed the ten-thousand-meter special line onto the excavator’s welded winch, hooked a fresh rack of lamb onto the barb, and swung it hard into the center of the vortex.

The line shot out wildly.

1,000 meters… 2,000 meters…

At 3,000 meters, it stopped.

Silence fell over everything.

Yu Xian gripped the line and gently lifted.

No reaction.

“Did it snag on the bottom?” Wang Fei was about to speak—

“Shh.”

Yu Xian stopped everyone. His eyes closed slightly, fingers trembling.

He felt it.

Not a pull—but weight increasing slowly and evenly along the line, gram by gram.

As if in the darkness, a conscious creature was carefully, tentatively swallowing the hook.

“It’s biting!”

Yu Xian slammed down the locking brake.

At that instant—

BOOM!!!

The 15-ton excavator was yanked forward violently, its tracks carving two deep trenches in the lawn.

“It’s testing us! Everyone back!” Yu Xian roared.

The creature beneath the water was clearly intelligent. After the explosive pull, it suddenly relaxed its force completely, leaving the line slack.

“It broke off?” Chu Feng stepped forward.

“It’s testing how many people are up here! Don’t move!” Yu Xian held the winch tight.

As expected, the next second, the creature stopped descending entirely—and instead surged violently upward using momentum.

The pressure of 3,000 meters of water was instantly broken.

A black water column shot from the Sea Eye straight into the sky.

The special line began vibrating violently.

Yu Xian’s expression changed.

“You damned beast… trying to grind through the line!”

He could feel it—the creature was dragging the line across the sharp Dragon Scale Stone at the bottom, attempting to sever it.

Yu Xian suddenly loosened the winch, giving the line slack to escape the rock surface—then tightened it sharply the moment the creature accelerated again.

“ROOOAR—!”

A deep, muffled roar pierced through 3,000 meters of water, carrying an invisible infrasound shockwave.

The villa’s bulletproof glass instantly spiderwebbed with cracks.

“The windows are breaking! Xiao Yu, you’re cleaning the yard tonight!” Su Wanyi shouted from inside.

Yu Xian’s hands were covered in blood, but he grinned wildly.

Feet rooted in the ground, back arched like a bow.

“Scrape my line and think you can leave?”

“Eat my lamb rack and even the King of Heaven has to come up!”

“RISE—!”

Suddenly—

BOOM!!!

A deafening explosion echoed.

Yu Xian turned toward the sound—

And his jaw nearly dropped.