Chapter 531 - 237: Young Master Blood Sword

Chapter 531: Chapter 237: Young Master Blood Sword

Nevertheless, he gently wiped his hands and began to speak slowly.

"No word from them last night means something must have happened.

"And now that we’ve found their ship, it means... there’s something wrong with it.

"Go as fast as you can. Don’t let them get away.

"I’d like to see just who these people are."

The man in the crow’s nest called down:

"N-Ninth Master... I don’t think we’ll need to. They’re—they’re heading right for us."

"Oh?"

A smile touched Jin Yuheng’s lips. He pulled his black gloves back on and mused for a moment.

"They killed the men, stole the ship, and now they’re charging at us.

"It seems they were coming for us all along.

"Tell me... do you think the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror could really be on that ship?"

At his words, everyone fell silent.

Jin Yuheng shook his head slightly.

"To outsiders, this matter is a closely guarded secret. But for us, our fortune rests on it and our lives are forfeit without it. So why not speak our minds?"

Yet no one around him dared to speak.

Seemingly finding their silence boring, Jin Yuheng said no more and sat back down in his chair.

The bodies of the two Tingtiao Pavilion disciples had already been dragged away and unceremoniously tossed into the sea.

As the opposing vessel, which should have been one of their own, rapidly approached, the ships surrounding Jin Yuheng closed ranks with his larger vessel.

They moved as one, bracing for an attack.

A glint appeared in Jin Yuheng’s eyes. He seemed to be eagerly anticipating what was to come...

"Let me see just what kind of people you are..."

He murmured to himself, slowly tightening his grip on the sword in his hand.

With the wind at their backs, the approaching ship cut through the waves, closing the distance in a matter of moments.

Jin Yuheng raised his head and could already see a young man in fitted blue clothes standing on the prow of the opposite ship.

He frowned slightly, his gaze unconsciously sweeping past the young man and quickly landing on an old Daoist whose robes were so tattered they lacked sleeves.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Wuyi..."

The excitement that had been building in his eyes suddenly faded.

Daoist Wuyi...

Although his name wasn’t widely known in the East Sea...

...Jin Yuheng had met him once before. They had even crossed blows.

But neither had been able to gain the upper hand.

’Only two or three years have passed. Even if Daoist Wuyi has improved in that time, my Blood Shadow Seven Extremes Sword is certainly no weaker.

’If we fight, the outcome would be uncertain.

’But he’s outnumbered and isolated, while I have strength in numbers.

’The result of this battle is already clear...’

As for the young man, Jin Yuheng had noted his presence, but he didn’t truly pay him any mind.

The reason was simple: he was too young.

’Youth implies shallow mastery of Martial Arts. And while there are one or two exceptional prodigies, they can hardly break the fundamental limits of Martial Arts training.

’The only reason to even spare him a thought is that the Jianghu is a treacherous place, and one must always be vigilant.’

But that was the extent of it.

With that thought, Jin Yuheng stood up. He began to speak, his voice drifting softly across the water.

"I was wondering who it could be. So it turns out..."

He trailed off as his pupils suddenly constricted.

Just as he had spoken, the young man he had dismissed suddenly thrust both fists forward, aiming them at the surface of the sea.

Immediately, the sea began to churn as if it were boiling, and a colossal wave rose from the depths.

The bewilderment in Jin Yuheng’s eyes instantly turned to shock!

He stared, dumbfounded, at the world-toppling wave cresting above him, momentarily lost in confusion...

But the next moment he came to his senses.

But even as he snapped out of it, he realized there was nothing he could do.

All he could do was scream:

"HOLD ON!!"

Holding on to what was no longer important.

He just had to hold on to something... anything.

He pivoted on his heel, darted to the mast, and wrapped his arms around its massive trunk.

Faced with such a wave, all he could do was cling on for dear life to avoid being swept away!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The relentless wave crashed down upon the deck, accompanied by the sickening thuds of impact.

Jin Yuheng watched in horror as fists formed from seawater slammed into his men, their bodies caving in, their limbs twisting unnaturally.

They were sent flying by the immense force, their bodies arcing past him.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

CRACK! CRACK!

The ship’s hull shrieked as it splintered, the entire vessel shuddering violently.

Jin Yuheng’s eyes were wide with a mixture of shock and fury, but he had no way to vent it. Besides, he still couldn’t comprehend what had just happened.

’How could a simple punch at the water create such a cataclysm?’

Thankfully, the wave receded as quickly as it had come.

His ship’s hull was sturdy and hadn’t been completely shattered by the impact. Compared to a true tidal wave, this one seemed to lack a degree of destructive power.

But that single blow had pushed them significantly further apart.

He watched as the enemy ship raised its sails and gave chase with renewed vigor.

Jin Yuheng hurriedly shouted:

"Full sails! Retreat!"

That one attack had completely extinguished any desire he had to test his opponents.

He didn’t know who they were, and his chest was filled with rage... but regardless, he had no intention of facing them in a direct confrontation anymore.

’Nothing’s even happened yet. I hadn’t even finished my opening pleasantries, and they hit me with a "greeting" like that.’

’How are we supposed to fight that?!’

But after he shouted his command, no one immediately adjusted the sails or turned the ship’s bow.