Chapter 60: Chapter 60: After the Battle
Trying to run?
Seeing the formidable enemy flee in panic, Zhang Yuan’s first instinct was to ensure this big fish didn’t get away!
He didn’t hesitate at all, planting his feet firmly and launching himself forward like an arrow leaving the bowstring, shooting off the deck.
While in mid-air, Zhang Yuan suddenly activated the Power of the Black Giant Ant to its maximum.
Fourfold Strength!
His muscles swelled suddenly, bones resonating together, and the tendons of his right arm nearly bursting through his sleeve.
The next mont, Zhang Yuan put all his strength into throwing the Hundred-Refined Goose Feather Saber downwards.
This saber was the standard weapon for Battle Hall disciples, crafted by the Master Craftsman of the Artisan Hall.
Though not quite a Divine Weapon, its quality far exceeded the swords and knives available on the market.
Its value was naturally very high as well.
According to the gang’s rules, if Zhang Yuan lost this weapon, he would have to compensate for it out of his own pocket!
Yet he threw it without the slightest hesitation.
The Yanling Saber, carrying a sharp glint of cold light, shot straight downwards.
At this mont, the ugly bandit had just leaped into the river.
His burly body collided heavily with the water’s surface, imdiately creating a large splash, sinking rapidly toward the riverbed.
However, the Yanling Saber followed closely behind, piercing through the bandit’s back with a soft thud.
It penetrated his body effortlessly!
This fierce and vigorous bandit could never have imagined that Zhang Yuan had such a killing move up his sleeve.
He opened his mouth in agony to scream, only to have river water flood into his throat.
Gurgle! Gurgle!
The bandit’s limbs struggled feebly for a mont, then he sank powerlessly, as if his spine had been removed.
Zhang Yuan followed by leaping into the river.
At the mont of entering the water, he withdrew the boost from the Power of the Black Giant Ant.
He then activated the Water Mastery of the White Dragon Loach.
With Zhang Yuan’s current cultivation level and Qi Blood cap, simultaneously employing multiple extraordinary abilities was not an issue.
But the consumption of Qi Blood would increase rapidly.
So choosing different combinations of abilities to suit different combat scenarios was a necessary skill for him to master.
As he entered the water, Zhang Yuan felt like a fish returning ho.
He caught up with the bandit’s corpse and pulled out the Yanling Saber.
Despite the darkness underwater.
With the boost of "Water Mastery," Zhang Yuan’s vision was hardly impaired.
He decapitated this powerful foe in the water.
Without the extraordinary ability granted by the White Dragon Loach, accomplishing this would have been extrely difficult.
Yet the murky river, for Zhang Yuan at this mont, was like air!
Then, Zhang Yuan grabbed the headless body with his left hand.
And granted it a rciful send-off!
[Source Material
3.7]
With unexpected joy, and a sizable head, Zhang Yuan resurfaced.
"Junior Brother Zhang!"
An urgent call ca from above.
Along with flickering firelight.
Zhang Yuan raised the Yanling Saber he held aloft, waving it twice in response.
A rope was imdiately tossed down.
Zhang Yuan reached out to grab it, smoothly returning to the rchant ship.
On the deck at this ti, a large group of weapon-wielding sailors had gathered.
The n, who earned their living on the water, were no weaklings; they had all learned basic martial arts and could handle weapons. Led by Feng Ming, they had already repelled the bandits.
Zhang Yuan’s safe return allowed Feng Ming to breathe a big sigh of relief, his face still showing traces of fear: "Luckily you’re alright, otherwise I wouldn’t have known what to say back there!"
The experienced veteran noticed the head that Zhang Yuan held in his left hand, speaking with earnest: "Junior Brother Zhang, don’t chase defeated bandits, achievents are important, but they’re not worth more than your own life!"
The enemy was hidden while they were exposed, and they were chasing by jumping into the river, which in Feng Ming’s view was too risky to be worth it.
It was easy to bla the youthful impulsiveness.
Yet little did Feng Ming know that Zhang Yuan pursued the enemy not just to prevent losing the achievent, but mainly for the Source Material.
Without a substantial amount of Source Material, he couldn’t upgrade the Divine Nest and the Host.
When it cos to enhancing his own strength, what’s a little risk?
In fact, with the support of "Water Mastery," Zhang Yuan was stronger underwater than on land!
The only danger was perhaps the unknown weirdness lurking in the river.
But Zhang Yuan wasn’t averse to Feng Ming’s kind advice: "Senior Brother, I understand."
Seeing that Zhang Yuan was listening, Feng Ming was relieved.
And began to deal with the aftermath.
This bandit attack resulted in the loss of three sailors on the rchant ship, with several others injured.
But the enemy left behind over a dozen bodies.
The battle happened very suddenly and ended just as quickly.
The scene was extrely intense.
Blood freely flowed on the deck, seeping into the crevices, spreading a powerful stench of blood.
It was enough to make one nauseous!
After Feng Ming arranged for the treatnt of the wounded and the cleaning of the deck, he turned and approached Zhang Yuan again.
"Junior Brother, the head you claid, it looks familiar to !"
His intent was not to covet Zhang Yuan’s achievents, but because he noticed sothing.
Zhang Yuan asked: "Senior Brother, have you seen this guy before?"
"I’m not quite sure."
Feng Ming tried hard to recall but couldn’t, so he shook his head and gave up.
He instructed a sailor to fetch li and did a simple preservation of this head.
So Zhang Yuan could bring it back to claim his achievent.
The heads of other bandits were treated similarly.
As for the other parts, they were chopped into pieces and thrown into the river to feed the fish!
This wasn’t Feng Ming’s brutality, taking out anger on the enemy’s corpses.
But rather, it was a makeshift asure to prevent the corpses from being used by sothing strange, given the inability to cremate them.
After everything was settled and the deck was scrubbed clean.
A streak of white appeared on the eastern horizon.
Dawn was about to break.
The rchant ship set sail and paddled onward towards its destination once more.
Zhang Yuan didn’t return to his cabin, sitting at the bow of the ship enjoying the scenery on both banks.
Feng Ming ca over and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Junior Brother, you did a great job this ti, at least two minor rits!"
In the prior battle, Zhang Yuan not only slayed three bandits but also took out soone who seed to be a leader.
When they got back, two minor rits were for certain.
If the enemy had any notoriety, there was even a chance for one major rit!
In comparison, Feng Ming’s own performance paled considerably.
Frankly, he did feel a bit envious of this young junior brother.
On his first outing with the ship, he already earned rits.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Thank you, Senior Brother, for your auspicious words."
His calm and collected deanor made Feng Ming regard him even more highly.
The seasoned expert increasingly believed.
That with promising newcors like Zhang Yuan, as long as they didn’t perish prematurely, their future with the Furious Whale Gang would surely be limitless!
It’d be wise to stay close!
Just as he was thinking this, a sudden flapping sound was heard.
A mont later, a gray-black hawk descended from the sky, perching steadily on the rail beside them.
Tied to the left leg of this hawk was a small bamboo tube!
Feng Ming’s expression imdiately changed.
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