novelraw Chapter 200 56: Recovering Corpses, Looting the Dead_3
Chapter 200 56: Recovering Corpses, Looting the Dead_3
"What if?"
Can you really gamble on something that risks your life?
He looked towards the father and son of the Song Family at the entrance of the East Market Shop. Any Hidden Pavilion assassin or thousand taels of gold were always too far from Black River County. Even the proprietors were not privy to the details.
As for the intrigue in Yihai Prefecture ten years ago, Ninghai Zen suppressing the Seventeenth Lineage remained relatively unknown.
It wasn't glorious, rather embarrassing. Those noble families often avoided the topic when it came up, dodging the conversation.
When the Tongwen Hall first arrived in Black River County, they faced trouble from the local bully. Ninghai Zen dealt with them, and only then did things settle down, earning the reputation of "Instructor Quick Blade Bear Eagle Tiger Leopard."
Everyone is like that frog in the well, the range of their vision is determined by the width of the well's opening.
The name Ninghai Zen carried different weight in Black River County, Yihai Prefecture, and Celestial Water Prefecture.
"In Black River County, he's the Instructor; in Yihai Prefecture, he's Ning the Madman; in Celestial Water Prefecture... can Ninghai Zen's reputation subdue the Hidden Pavilion?"
He Jingfeng pondered. If Bai Qi died at the hands of assassins, surely this star wouldn't cause a big commotion in Prefecture City?
"Young Master!"
Uncle Yang squinted his eyes and suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong?"
He Jingfeng looked up, his gaze stretching far.
A large cypress wood ship sped across the wide river, almost stirring waves with several shadowy figures faintly visible.
But what was shocking was a big flood dragon over ten zhang long, occasionally surfacing its head, revealing those gold lamp-like majestic vertical pupils.
The workers and fishermen at the dock stared in awe.
"Dragon?"
"It's the Dragon King!"
"My god, living so long to see the Dragon King reveal itself!"
"..."
The uneducated locals didn't know the difference between "flood dragon" and "dragon," seeing the brave and mighty creature with a head as large as a house, they directly called it "Dragon King!"
"With the big flood dragon accompanying, no wonder they're so bold, at least a fifteen hundred-year climate."
Uncle Yang whispered.
"Tsk tsk, the display is far grander than the main family of Yihai Prefecture, calling out a big flood dragon... comparable to the treatment of the Daoist Official."
He Jingfeng finally relaxed, letting out a sigh:
"Brother Bai, truly extraordinary, possibly even reincarnation of the River God or Water Deity."
Although Dragon Court is usually staunch with exterminating "demons" and "devils," they are much more lenient with "wonder creatures."
Many Daoist Officials and Immortal Masters enjoyed raising spirit birds and beasts for guarding mountain gates or as travel tools.
A big flood dragon shows off more than any divine steed, considering the proximity to Nu Yun River, one must respect the face of the Water Monarch Palace.
Riding the offspring or bloodline of others is outright disrespectful, surely inviting trouble.
For example, Yihai Prefecture had a wild Daoist named Qiu who somehow offended the Water Monarch Palace, every ship he boarded capsized.
Once, a Daoist Official who didn't believe in such tales invited him onto a fifty-foot Dragon Tooth Battleship, which nearly sank from the giant waves.
"Big flood dragon..."
Song Qiying stood up abruptly, incredulous.
"What flood dragon! It's clearly the River God! Go and welcome the River God, Bai Qilang, deeply blessed by the River God's favor. From now on, the rituals should be hosted by him!"
Song Lin interrupted.
"River God?"
Song Qiying was surprised, then realized:
"It's the River God!"
In Black River County, the Dragon King rituals were traditionally hosted by the Fishery and Chai Market, avoiding involvement from the Fire Kiln.
This was a way to build prestige and control the neighborhood.
Now, Song Lin voluntarily handed it over to Bai Qi, the deeper meaning was clear.
He dusted his robe, ready to meet him, Song Qiying followed closely, his attitude finally aligning, accepting that Bai Qilang from Donglai Tower had grown enough to make his father bow to him.
But before the Song father and son could show their goodwill, they saw Bai Qi beckoning:
"It's Mr. Song and the second young master, come aboard quickly. Also, Lao He and Old Yang, find some good swimmers, let's collect treasures together."
Song Lin was slightly stunned:
"Qi Lang, what's this about?"
Bai Qi rubbed his hands:
"Black Water River has many bodies floating now, all experts. I can't gather them alone, so I came back to call for help."
He would never give up such a delightful habit of looting bodies.
It was merely postponed due to the continuous pressure from Hidden Pavilion assassins.
"Experts? Where did the experts come from?"
Song Qiying was puzzled, but He Jingfeng understood immediately, exchanging a glance with Uncle Yang, feeling a chill:
"Brother Bai is truly bait fishing, wiping out all the Hidden Pavilion commissioned assassins in one sweep."
Song Lin frowned and waved his hand:
"Quickly find some workers, Bai Qilang will share the benefits with you, why the questions? Really don't understand the rules."
Song Qiying twitched his eye and went to work obediently.
Vaguely, he felt his father comparing Bai Qi to himself, growing increasingly dissatisfied.
Shouldn't a son's lack of ambition be blamed on the father not teaching well?
Song Qiying silently grumbled.
"Feng Shao Ling, what's your plan in that outfit?"
He Jingfeng didn't care much about the Hidden Pavilion assassin's harvest; among Jianghu travelers, those willing to carry martial arts secrets were about fifty-fifty.
Only wanderers with no stable resting place liked to do so, while another part of Jianghu guests hid them securely, fearing they'd benefit their rivals.
He preferred to kick someone while they're down, watching the lone heir of Feng Family's main branch.
"Hmph, I teamed up with Bai Qilang to repel the Hidden Pavilion assassins, even the Thunderfire Saltpeter was powerless!"
Unexpectedly, Feng Shao Ling folded his arms, his eyes unwavering, responding calmly:
"Someone like you, afraid to travel alone, always taking attendants everywhere, will never understand the thrilling excitement of living on the edge, lifetime achievements will only reach that point."