Like an ocean spirit, Yu Xiaocao suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Sanshan and immediately became his last grasp at hope.

“Miss Yu! Quickly, quickly! Zhuang Xiaomo has been trapped by a giant pearl oyster on the seabed. If we’re any later, I don’t know if he’ll still be alive!!” Jiang Sanshan was a big, strapping, hulk of a man but he was now so worried that he was almost in tears.

Yu Xiaocao slightly frowned and stated, “You guys should continue asking for help in the surrounding area. I’m going to have Xiaobu bring me down to take a look! Don’t fret, perhaps it’s not as bad as you think it is!”

By the time Yu Xiaocao swam down, Zhuang Xiaomo, who had already given up, was unconscious from lack of air. Yu Xiaocao had the little divine stone create a bubble of air around Zhuang Xiaomo’s head and then forcefully made him cough up the seawater he had inhaled. Following that, she had the little divine stone imbue him with some spiritual energy to make him breathe normally again.

Although she could use mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to also do the same, this fellow was going to be her future older brother-in-law. In this ancient and feudal society, using one’s mouth to help a person breathe was too shocking and out of the norm. Since she had another method...