Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 509

509 Achieving the Dao Through Incense, Interception at the Guan Estuary (2)

“Senior Brother, will they really attack at the Guan Estuary?”

She was curious why Han Muye was so sure.

Hearing her words, Han Muye chuckled.

He could tell not just through speculation, but also supreme sense.

Earlier, he had already used his powerful supreme soul to investigate. There were several Confucian Dao masters a hundred miles behind them.

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If someone really dared to intercept them on the river, those masters would not be civil.

In front of them, experts of the Dao Sect were hiding 300 miles away. They were moving but did not approach them.

These two ships were more like bait for the two sides to fight.

After leaving Nanyuan County, the aura of the Confucian experts behind them disappeared.

However, several more Confucian auras appeared in front of him.

The speed of the school of fish was about the same as the speed of the ships. They went against the current and saved Shao Datian a lot of effort. As long as he went into the water, he would definitely catch a few big fish.

When the weather was good, Cuicui would bask in the sun with a headscarf on the deck.

From this experience, Cuicui and Shao Datian seemed to have grown a lot.

Shao Datian turned the fish he caught into fish filets and fish soup and distributed them to the Mystic Sun Guards and caravan guards on the two ships.

He even gave Qian Yunong a set.

Qian Yunong returned the favor by personally writing ‘Freshwater Fish’ and giving the calligraphy to Shao Datian.

Qian Yunong wrote these two words because Shao Datian said that he wanted to open a small seafood restaurant in the Imperial City.

These two words were extremely precious to Cuicui.

They were personally written by the county magistrate, even though he was now a prisoner.

Mu Wan would brew some medicine for Cuicui, and Shao Datian would keep watch for Han Muye.

According to Shao Datian, without Han Muye agreeing to take them to the Imperial City, they would not have had a chance to board the ship.

If not for Mu Wan’s treatment, he did not know what would have happened to Cuicui.

Shao Datian knew how to be grateful. He did not take the spiritual rocks Han Muye paid and was willing to be Han Muye’s guard as long as he could follow him all the way to the Imperial City.

Of course, they did not know that Cuicui’s blood essence was severely injured. If not for Mu Wan’s medicine, she would not have recovered so quickly.

The value of Mu Wan’s medicine was unimaginable.

On the ship, Qian Yunong would sometimes come out to bask in the sun and talk to Han Muye.

Qian Yunong was obsessed with entering the path of Daoism. His conversation did not deviate from the dangers of Confucianism and the peace and quiet of Daoism.

Zhang Yaohui reminded Han Muye not to be bewitched by Qian Yunong.

Along the way, the other criminal, Cao Shan, was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps he was on the ship in front.

Han Muye was right. Along the way, they encountered many fishermen, but they did not harass the two merchant ships.

Seven days later, they encountered turbulent waters on the Flowing Jade River.

A hundred miles ahead was the mouth of the river.

Zhang Yaohui placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and stood on the cabin.

Qian Yunong smiled with his hands behind his back.

In front of him, the water was vast, and countless Phoenix-Tailed Carps were jumping like they were doing a fish dragon dance.

Above the river, the wind and clouds changed.

In Han Muye’s perception, the Confucian cultivators behind them had stopped advancing.

At the border of the three counties, at the mouth of the river.

Further ahead was the administrative office of Dongshan County.

In front of them, many Daoist cultivators were waiting.

In the sky, a figure flew over.

Zhang Yaohui flew up and shouted, “Be on guard—”

Below, dozens of figures flew out from two sailboats. They held long swords and formed a defensive formation.

Black-armored long sword, Mystic Sun Guards.

Shao Datian hugged Cuicui and carefully leaned behind Han Muye.

On the merchant ship in front, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang also flew up.

Qian Yunong clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

“I have the upper hand, Mu Ye. Can you tell?

“With the ups and downs, the situation that hasn’t changed in the Heavenly Mystic for ten thousand years is about to change.”

Qian Yunong’s long hair was disheveled, and his expression was somewhat arrogant.

He waved his arms, the chains clanking under his feet.

The figure that flew over stood 10,000 feet away. The aura on his body turned into clouds that surged into the sky.

“The young master of the Cloud Sweeping Sect and Fairy Feng Jiu of Yuci Lake have become Dao companions. Everyone is passing by, so we came to drink a glass of wine as witnesses.”

As the Daoist in the green Daoist robe spoke, he threw a red invitation card forward.

“My Cloud Sweeping Sect will await you at the mouth of the river ahead.”

With that, he turned around and left without caring if the other party agreed or not.

Xiao Chu took the invitation, glanced at it, and handed it to Zhang Yaohui.

The few of them landed on the ship with solemn expressions.

“Commander Zhang, in my opinion, we can change paths at the mouth of the river and cruise along Guangyun Mountain.

“That way, no matter what sort of arrangements they have, they will not be able to succeed.”

Jia Yang looked at Zhang Yaohui and whispered.

“Old Jia, don’t you know that Guangyun Mountain is part of the territory of the Fuchen Dao Sect and that even the mountain path is private property?” Xiao Chu’s words made Jia Yang’s expression stiffen.

Zhang Yaohui turned to look at Qian Yunong, his gaze landing on Han Muye, who was standing at the bow.

“Young Master Mu Ye, what do you think?”

Han Muye turned around and said calmly, “Go.”

Qian Yunong laughed out loud.

Zhang Yaohui frowned and heard Han Muye’s voice again. “If you want to be more ruthless, just kill Qian Yunong and give them his head as a congratulatory gift.”

These words made Qian Yunong’s laughter stop abruptly.

“If you don’t want to complicate matters, just go straight through.”

“Since the Fuchen Dao Sect dares to intercept us openly, the Mystic Sun Guards should naturally do it openly.”

Han Muye’s words made Zhang Yaohui’s eyes flash.

Qian Yunong’s gaze landed on Han Muye and he looked him up and down, as if seeing him for the first time.

Jia Yang and XiaoChu looked at each other and suppressed their emotions.

This Young Master Mu Ye seemed to have no temper. When he traveled with the caravans, he was taken care of by Mu Wan. He was like a dandy along the way.