Chapter 265 - 137: Your Celebration Meets My Funeral, You Must Bow! Anning and Ji Xiu Remain

Chapter 265: Chapter 137: Your Celebration Meets My Funeral, You Must Bow! Anning and Ji Xiu Remain

Then, wisps of Outer Gang, glowing with intense heat, seeped from the veins and pores of his palm. Like intersecting streams of fire, they extended and coalesced into a Blazing Saber...

The youth’s eyes flashed like lightning. With a focused gaze, he grasped the blade, and sparks like red iris petals sputtered from the gaps in his fist.

"Wait."

"This is..."

"The Purest Gang!?"

Gu Qi, who had been waiting, had assumed dealing with Ji Xiu would be effortless. He’d just strip the ’Spiritual Object’ from the boy, send him off to the Fishing Trade, and be done with it.

But he never expected...

This brat had actually reached the Outer Gang Realm! He was so close to wearing the Immortal Robe and knocking on the door of the Grandmasters...

He was truly just one final step away!

Seeing this, he could no longer sit still. Stomping the ground hard enough to create an air blast, he vaulted into action!

’This is a joke.’

Though they were both in the Outer Gang Realm, and his Steward was a veteran who had cultivated it for many years...

...rumor had it that Duan Martialist’s disciple had already achieved Golden Muscle and Jade Veins and Mercury Blood Silver Marrow. Now, he had even manifested the Purest Gang. He was a prime candidate to one day reach the Qi Sea Peak.

’With that kind of power, forget an ordinary Outer Gang practitioner. Even the Grand Lineage Members would probably get knocked flat.’

’If I don’t step in...’

’...this kid, with that white cloth tied around his head, is probably filled to the brim with a long-brewing rage. He might just tear this entire ferry apart!’

’My own subordinate...’

’...how is he supposed to be a match for someone like that?’

However—

His Qi Sea surged and his robes billowed, but before he could even unleash the True Qi befitting a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster...

BANG! CRASH!

"Gu Qi, you dare!"

A pair of vertical pupils commanded the wind and clouds. A Flood Dragon emerged from the water, completely ignoring the threat of the Garrison Camp, and stormed the ferry!

BOOM, CRACK!

A violent impact shook the docks, causing them to collapse. In an instant, the Flood Dragon was ashore!

"A... a Flood Dragon!"

"Isn’t that the Wild Flood Dragon the Fishing Trade used to make offerings to? Why is it attacking Grandmaster Gu!?"

Onlookers on the moored merchant ships stared in a daze. They scrambled to pull up anchor, desperate to get their vessels clear before they ran afoul of the crazed Wild Flood Dragon.

As for Gu Qi, he froze. His eyes bulged in disbelief, and then rage flared through him.

"Cangming Monarch... you!"

"Don’t you know? Duan is dead—deader than dead! His name has even been removed from the bounty on the Gold Destruction List in the Black Market Gold Cave."

"What in the world did he promise you that makes you so intent on protecting his disciple!?"

"You are a Flood Dragon Species! Do you even understand your own status? Before, you received tribute from the Fishing Trade. When you came ashore, the Garrison Camp wouldn’t don armor, take up arms, and launch warships to hunt you down. But..."

"Now, you’ve been struck from the Fishing Trade’s registers! You’re a Newborn Great Demon, through and through, one with power comparable to the Peak of the Sea of Qi!"

"If you keep acting so brazenly, what’s to stop General Luo from grabbing his ten-foot red tassel spear and coming here himself to take your head?!"

The last time this Wild Flood Dragon turned traitor and betrayed the Fishing Trade, Gu Qi hadn’t bothered to find out why.

But the Flood Dragon Species was known for its pride. For Duan Martialist to have been able to ride it out to sea so brazenly with his disciple in tow, he must have thoroughly subjugated it.

Whether through Martial Power or some other means, it didn’t matter. The man was dead, so why was this creature still risking its life for him?

Gu Qi was completely baffled. He couldn’t make any sense of it.

But that didn’t stop the Flood Dragon from standing tall as a mountain. Its claws, the size of small hills, tore his True Qi apart as it exhaled like a clap of thunder:

"You don’t know a damn thing!"

The Cangming Monarch rolled its eyes, clearly unwilling to waste any more words on him.

’I, this monarch, have taken immense risks and broken two major taboos. First, I violated the Water Monarch’s Mansion’s rule against entering a Prefecture and County. Then, I provoked the Great Xuan garrison in Jiangyin Prefecture. And for what?’

’It’s to show my loyalty to Young Master Bai Shuo!’

’I’m willing to risk being hunted by the Great Xuan and permanently exiled from the Water Monarch’s Mansion, all to dutifully carry out *his* orders...’

’If he rises to power in the future, won’t I be one of the esteemed Follow-the-Dragon Meritorious Ministers?’

’This is all an investment.’

’You’re just a Tributor Grandmaster for the Fishing Trade. What could you possibly understand? A summer insect cannot speak of ice.’

The Cangming Monarch’s eyes were filled with disdain. It had no intention of explaining further.

And in the instant it intercepted Grandmaster Gu...

PSHCHT!

Ji Xiu’s hand, now as smooth and uncalloused as a newborn’s, gripped the Blazing Saber that could incinerate a man’s very foundation. A mere leak of his Outer Gang was enough to vaporize all the moisture in the air for dozens of feet around!

Just one slash.

The Saber Stance was swift, the Gang Qi striking like lightning!

The blade instantly slashed through the Steward’s body, and his heart went cold.

’It’s over...’

’The moment I saw Ji Xiu unleash his Purest Gang, Blazing Fire...’

’...I knew I was doomed. But it was too late to pull back. My only hope was the Ferry Leader, Gu Qi.’

’But I never imagined it.’

’Grandmaster Gu would be completely pinned down by the Great Flood Dragon we used to worship daily!’

In that instant, the Steward’s heart turned to ash.

He could only watch, helpless, as the Flame Saber, wreathed in Gang Qi, slashed through him.

Just as he thought his body was about to be sliced in two...

...when the Outer Gang faded and the youth withdrew his hand...

...he realized his body and consciousness were fundamentally unharmed. His skin was merely scalded piping hot, and the smell of burnt flesh hung in the air. That was it!

"I’m... I’m not dead?"

’This Gang Saber looked terrifying, but thankfully my Flesh, Bone, Skin, and Membrane have been tempered to be tough enough. That, and my own desperate palm strike must have blocked most of its power.’