Chapter 230 - 126: Riding the Jiao’s Head Above the Vast Sea, the Youth Draws His Bow, Felling the Fishing Trade’s Sacrificial Flag with a Single Arrow

Chapter 230: Chapter 126: Riding the Jiao’s Head Above the Vast Sea, the Youth Draws His Bow, Felling the Fishing Trade’s Sacrificial Flag with a Single Arrow

Riding a Dragon Head, traveling thousands of miles a day, to go see the Prefecture City!?

Ji Xiu’s breath hitched. He never would have imagined his master could act in such a ferocious manner!

It was as if he treated these so-called ’Grand Lineage Daoist Schools’ as if they were nothing.

’Then again,’ he thought, ’since we’ve already completely alienated them, and crippling them was enough—killing them would be pointless—if we can trade them for the resources I need to cultivate the ’Feathered Immortal Skin’...’

’...wouldn’t that be the best possible course of action!’

Even if he hadn’t offended them, could he really have avoided certain disasters?

One only had to look at the style of that Medicine Shop to know!

He had given Huang the Seventh a way out again and again.

But the brat refused to appreciate it and ended up causing trouble. To eliminate any future problems, Ji Xiu had killed him, and even then, he had left them no pretext for revenge.

Yet his grandfather, relying solely on rumors and hearsay, had insisted on requesting an order from the Prefecture Yamen to declare him guilty.

He even had the Huang Family’s Son, who served as a Centurion General, dispatch troops, bringing a hundred Government Soldiers and an Outer Daoist Expert. They had come all this way just to crush him and drag him back to the prefecture to be dealt with at their mercy.

Truly, they were grandfather and grandson; the kind of man the elder was determined the kind of boy he raised.

’A family like that, so tyrannical and overbearing... now that I have the chance, if I don’t strip a layer of skin off them...’

’My Dao heart will not be at ease!’

With this in mind, Ji Xiu looked at the Grandmasters of the various trades and the Direct Lineage disciples, whose faces had turned pale with shock. Then, his gaze shifted to the side, toward the vertical-pupiled Flood Dragon breathing out bubbles by the pier...

His mind was made up.

"Brother Flood Dragon, what are your thoughts on the matter?"

「Jiangyin Prefecture.」

’I’ve always heard news of it, but I’ve never been there to see it with my own eyes!’

’This time, the opportunity has arrived!’

The Cangming Monarch listened to the conversation between Ji Xiu and his master from his position submerged in the water, sighing to himself internally:

’Every single one of the Grand Lineages in Jiangyin Prefecture is filthy rich. They rely on the businesses under their control and are deeply entrenched with tangled roots and profound resources.’

’And as for those Daoist Schools... that goes without saying.’

’Aside from a few legacies established by unorthodox Qi Cultivation Grandmasters that just hang a ’Daoist School’ sign out front...’

’...every single one established on Daoist School Street, without exception, is a place for ’opening a school and accepting disciples’ set up within the prefecture by a School that founded its own sect on one of the surrounding ’islands’!’

’Which one of them doesn’t have a Sect Leader backing it? Among them are plenty of Sect Leader Level Leakless experts, and even Absolute Peak masters of the Qi Dao who have cultivated a breath of ’Dragon and Tiger’ Qi—true magnates of the prefecture!’

’Ever since I lost the protection of the Water Monarch’s Mansion, even I wouldn’t dare to cross them.’

’If, because of some incident, I provoke a Sect Leader or even a ’Dragon and Tiger Magnate’ to cross the sea for me, I’ll be flayed and have my tendons pulled...’

’Without a backer, a Flood Dragon’s entire body is a treasure. I might just walk right into the line of fire.’

’This master and disciple pair... they’re truly reckless and audacious.’

But that was what he thought in his heart.

When he saw Bai Shuo just standing there, however...

Even though he was terrified, the thought that his return to the Water Monarch’s Mansion depended entirely on the whims of this young lady made the words on the tip of the Cangming Monarch’s tongue change their tune:

"In my opinion, your master’s words are not without reason."

"I don’t know about the other Grand Lineages and Daoist Schools in Jiangyin Prefecture."

"But the old master of the Fishing Trade offers me a considerable tribute of Spirit Fish, Spirit Shrimp, and rare mountain Great Medicines every year, and that’s just the very tip of the iceberg."

"Their family’s third master, the Ferry Leader, and one of their family’s sons have both fallen into your hands, Boss. How could there be any logic in just letting them go?"

"If you are willing, Boss."

"The sun is now setting and it is getting late, but it will only take a few double-hours. As soon as dawn breaks..."

"I can carry you and your master into Jiangyin Prefecture!"

The Flood Dragon surged upwards, its body like a mountain range of bronze pillars and steel. Its brilliant black-gold scales were revealed, reflecting the slanted rays of the sun with a sharp, cold glint.

For a moment, Ji Xiu’s eyes lit up.

He turned to look at Duan Chenzhou, then single-handedly grabbed the members of the Fishing and Firewood trades who had been smashed ashore, along with the disciples from the Daoist Schools. In a few swift motions, he tossed them all onto the Flood Dragon’s body.

"Master, what are we waiting for?"

Duan Chenzhou laughed heartily. With a kick, he sent Chen Chuhe and the other Grandmasters from the trade guilds—all with scattered teeth and blood pooling in their bellies—flying onto the Flood Dragon’s back. He then leaped up after them, patting a scale and clicking his tongue in amazement.

"I have lived for so many years, but this is the first time I’ve ever sat on a Flood Dragon."

"This time, I have my own disciple to thank for broadening my horizons."

Upon hearing this, the Cangming Monarch’s vertical pupils twitched.

’The way you talk.’

’If the Young Lord of the Water Monarch’s Mansion hadn’t personally given the order...’

’Do you really think that just because your saber can break through my scales, you could make a Flood Dragon deign to bow its head to you?’

He cursed endlessly in his heart but showed none of it on his face. Just as the Cangming Monarch thought that was the end of it...

He saw Ji Xiu, still standing on the pier, look past the hundred Government Soldiers toward the stiff-bodied Huang Chan.

"Deputy General Huang, should I invite you over, or will you come on your own?"

Ji Xiu’s words made Huang Chan’s expression freeze. He then forced a smile, all of his previous arrogance gone.

"Boss Ji, I am backed by the Garrison Mansion. I came here under orders from the Prefecture Yamen and the Military Mansion. I was only following commands. For the sake of the Garrison Commander..."

He hadn’t finished speaking.

Suddenly, a giant hand of purple Qi materialized, seized him from the air, and dragged him directly onto the Flood Dragon’s back.

"Enough of this nonsense! You came to arrest my disciple, and now you want to turn a big problem into a small one, and a small one into nothing?"

"If any trouble comes of this later, I will personally pay a visit to the Garrison Mansion!"

Duan Chenzhou’s robes whipped in the wind as he held Huang Chan fast in front of the hundred Government Soldiers, his tone as sharp as a blade, leaving no room for negotiation.