Chapter 120: Golden Legend! The Lifespan of the Luck Sturgeon is Extremely Short (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qi Xuanming’s profile picture and name were like sharp swords that soared into the sky. They rose straight from the bottom of the rankings.
‘Why did Qi Yuntian and Qi Xuanming rush to the rankings on the same day? Is it a coincidence? Or is there another motive?
Yu Chongxiao glanced at the end of the Qilin Ranking—
295th place, name unknown, origin unknown, martial arts unknown, realm: Force Tempering.
‘These two people are not people who are fishing for fame. Unless… they are deliberately attracting attention.’
‘Am I overthinking?’
The change in the Qilin Ranking and the Qian Heaven Ranking happened in all the county cities in the twelve prefectures of Great Wei at the same time.
On the other side.
In the cabin, Han Zhao looked at the jade token in front of him with a dumbfounded expression. “What is this?”
On the deck, the Furious Flood Dragon Gang members were shocked. Through the human-shaped holes on the deck, they realized that the insufferably arrogant Hall Master Lin had been killed. “Hall Master Lin has been killed!”
“Call for help!’ Swoosh!
Bam!!
A Cloud Piercing Arrow shot into the sky and exploded.
An Inky Flood Dragon with bared fangs and brandished claws appeared out of thin air.
At this moment, Han Zhao had finished looting the corpse and realized that Hall Master Lin was carrying a jade token and a money bag.
“Another poor person who doesn’t have a Sumeru Pouch and hasn’t developed the habit of carrying secret manuals with him!” Han Zhao cursed in his heart. He leaped through the hole and jumped onto the deck from the cabin.
At this moment, everyone nearby took a few steps back.
“Run!”
Seeing this, these Furious Flood Dragon Gang members jumped into the sea without hesitation and swam towards the fast boat below.
The young man from the Furious Flood Dragon Gang, who was holding a black cloth bag, was about to jump into the sea. Han Zhao tapped the deck with his Wind Riding Leg and caught up to him like a ghost.
The young man’s body was in the air, and his limbs slid forcefully. However, Han Zhao grabbed his collar and carried him back to the deck like he was grabbing a chick
“Please spare my life! Please spare my life!”
The young man kowtowed like he was pounding garlic.
Facing such an expert who could easily kill the hall master, he did not even dare to threaten him and directly begged for mercy.
Even if there were experts in the Furious Flood Dragon Gang who could kill the other party, it did not affect his death now.
Han Zhao ignored the other party. He curled his right finger into a claw and sucked in his true qi, sucking the cloth bag into his palm.
He opened the bag and took out the twenty taels of silver inside before putting it away.
Clang!
Then, he threw the cloth bag in front of the young man.
“Pick up the bag! Pick up the bag!’
Seeing that the young man was still in a daze, Han Zhao pointed at the money bag on the ground.
“Yes, yes!” The young man was in a daze, but he still obediently grabbed the cloth bag.
Han Zhao grabbed the young man’s collar and threw him into the river.
The Furious Flood Dragon Gang had a good reputation in the Long Forest River.
If not for that youth touching his chest and taking out his Sumeru Pouch, he would not have killed anyone and caused trouble for himself.
Thump!
The young man fell into the water and swam desperately towards the fast boat with the cloth bag.
Han Zhao turned around.
The pa.s.sengers on the deck looked at him in horror.
“Trouble! Trouble! Once the Furious Flood Dragon Gangs Cloud Piercing Arrow is out, experts will appear nearby immediately!”
The ship owner cried with a long face and kept winking at Han Zhao.
Killing a member of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang was a disaster.
Fortunately, the other party did not continue to kill and only took his money. Otherwise, they would have been implicated.
As long as the murderer escaped, with the style of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang, they would not deal with ordinary people like them.
Han Zhao glanced at the owner of the boat. He stepped on the edge of the boat and leaped into the surging Long Forest River.
He gathered a portion of his true qi and Internal Force under his feet and used the Wind Riding Leg to touch the water surface. He ran on the river as if he was walking on flat ground and rushed towards the sh.o.r.e.
The boat pa.s.sengers’ eyes widened.
The river breeze was biting cold, and his white clothes fluttered. He was like a celestial being.
The young man was impulsive. When he saw injustice on the road, he would explode and kill.
This was something only the chivalrous swordsmen in the book could do.
This was a true martial artist.
“What should I do with this thing?!”
As Han Zhao ran on the river, he took out a light green jade token.
This place was already very close to the prefecture capital of Yuan Chang County. With his current total Internal Force, he could run on the river for half a day.
Moreover, he could reach the sh.o.r.e in an hour at most, and this was calculated based on the speed of the ship.
With his full speed, it would not take him more than half an hour to reach the sh.o.r.e.
However, this newly obtained jade token looked like a treasure, but it directly reflected his portrait. It was a little strange.
“Forget it. It’s better to avoid trouble.” Han Zhao pondered for a moment and threw the light green jade token in his hand toward the surging river.
Buzz, buzz!
The jade token was swept into the river by a wave, but it immediately emitted a green light and flew back into Han Zhao’s hand.
“What do you mean? You’re sticking to me?”
Han Zhao’s expression changed slightly before he put the jade token into the Sumeru Pouch hanging on his neck.
He grabbed the Sumeru Pouch in his hand and looked at the river.
“If I had known, I would have kept a Sumeru Pouch.”
Han Zhao frowned slightly.
Previously, he had killed many descendants of aristocratic families and obtained a total of three Sumeru Pouches. He used the largest one and gave the remaining two to Xu Ling.
If the trading company did business and needed her to personally escort precious items, it would be convenient and safe with the Sumeru Pouch on her.
“Let’s simulate it first.” Han Zhao thought to himself.
If this thing was a threat to his life, then even if he couldn’t bear to part with this Sumeru Pouch, he would throw away the jade token.
At most, he would return to Blackrock City and ask Xu Ling for a Sumeru
Pouch..