Chapter 25 - 23: Seeing the Light Across the River

Chapter 25: Chapter 23: Seeing the Light Across the River

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“Young Master, the woman in the white dress seems to be a cultivator.”

“I can feel the presence of humans in the entire tavern, most of them are ordinary people, and there are no lack of martial artists like you. There are few cultivators in the Qi Cultivation Realm, but they exist.”

Tushan Qingli’s voice rang in Han Ye’s ear.

“A cultivator?”

Han Ye thought to himself.

If she is already a cultivator in the Qi Cultivation Realm, she shouldn’t be headed to the Dragon Sparrow Sect.

“Brother Han, what are you looking at?”

At the dining table, the food had already arrived. Wang Da Niu noticed Han Ye was still staring downstairs, so he asked curiously. His own gaze swept over the lower two floors, but he found nothing worth noting.

Han Ye turned his head and smiled, “Nothing much, I just saw a pretty woman, quite a feast for the eyes.”

“Oh, is that so. I still think Hongliu is the prettiest. Let’s eat, I’m starving,”

Wang Da Niu laughed and tore off a large chicken leg from the roasted chicken in front of him. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed freely, his mouth dribbling with a deliciously aromatic oil.

“Eat.”

Half an hour later.

When everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, it was time to board the ship.

But the weather had turned gray, as if a heavy rain was about to fall. The agreed-upon covered boat was docked at the harbor, large enough to accommodate a hundred people.

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On the Wuyuan River, night fell swiftly.

The night was tranquil, with only the gentle waves lapping against the hull of the ship, making a soft thud, and the grating sound of the anchor chain was somewhat harsh to the ears.

Han Ye leaned against the railing of the deck, no one was around. He smoothed his wind-tousled hair from his forehead, taking a deep sniff of the air.

This slightly fishy and salty breeze, it somewhat resembled the feeling of being at sea.

Water on all sides, there was hardly a difference being on the sea.

The Wuyuan River would eventually flow into the Eastern Sea, but it had to be said that it was exceedingly long, requiring a day and night’s journey to reach Qingyun State.

Night had fallen, and Han Ye, with his keen eyes, could barely make out the outlines of the distant mountains.

Unexpectedly, the rain had stopped.

Suddenly, a billowing white mist rose from the surface of the river, extremely dense.

Even the flames on the deck were suppressed to the extreme by this thick fog.

“The fog ghosts are obstructing the view, everyone should return to their cabins, no need to pay attention to them!”

The crew on the other side were gesturing, shouting these instructions.

Their voices echoed over here.

“Fog ghosts?”

Han Ye stared into the dense fog in a daze.

This was his first time hearing about such a thing.

A trail of cyan smoke emerged from his sleeve, transforming into a small white fox standing on Han Ye’s shoulder.

It was Tushan Qingli in her true form.

She bared her teeth at the white fog, her green, vertical pupils glowing like a pair of lanterns in the darkness.

The surrounding white fog seemed to know better and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, Han Ye was quite taken aback.

Indeed, that was a possibility.

“My apologies, I’ll head back to the cabin right away.”

Taking two steps at a time, Han Ye headed for the cabin.

Just before entering, his gaze caught a familiar figure.

At the tip of the ship’s mast, a woman in white stood against the river wind and thick fog. A douli hat covering her face, she stood upright, one foot positioned at the very edge of the mast, one hand clasping a sword sheath, silently gazing off into the distance.

“She too isn’t afraid of death. Why don’t you go ahead and advise her as well, Miss?”

Han Ye directed Liu Lingqi’s attention to the figure with a gesture and a suggestion.

“Who?”

Liu Lingqi followed Han Ye’s directing finger.

True enough, there was an odd woman standing atop the mast.

“Who is she?”

Liu Lingqi clearly didn’t recognize her either.

It truly was bizarre for someone to be standing above at such a time.

“Ooh...”

The eerie cries of wolves echoed around them, the fog writhed on the river surface, the terror concealed beneath the fog couldn’t be discerned, but their ranting and howling were clearly audible.

The ship’s progress slowed to a halt, the waves hit against the sides, it seemed apparent they had decided to wait for the fog ghosts to disperse.

The woman’s hair fluttered in the river wind, the elegant hem of her dress swaying and dancing in the air. Her brilliant eyes squinted as she murmured in an inaudible tone:

“The rain has stopped, isn’t it time to leave? If you intend on obstructing my path, then allow me to escort you out.”

The woman moved all of a sudden.

She unsheathed the sword in her hands and swung it forward.

– Swoosh!

The sound of her sword cutting through the air rang out.

Then, the flowing river water came to a halt.

“Splash!”

A ripple of sword qi, akin to a dragon in motion, split the thick fog in half.

For a fleeting moment, the murmuring of the fog ghosts disappeared altogether.

The shockwave carried by the sword qi cut a path through the river waves.

Where the sword had swung, nothing remained but river rocks and the riverbed.

Upon witnessing this, Han Ye was left in a state of shock.

What the hell!

What on earth...

What the heck is this?!

Is she a Qi Practitioner?

No way, no one told him Qi Cultivation looked like this!

Who knew this woman could be so formidable.

Suddenly, a thought flickered through Han Ye’s mind.

If this woman too, had boarded the ship headed for Qingyun State, could she possibly also be headed toward the Dragon Sparrow Sect? If that were the case, it would be advantageous...

Since that sword stroke, the fog had parted, revealing the moon-lit sky.

The fog ghosts dispersed quickly.

The moon’s illumination reflected off the river, casting a luminous glow.