Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 134 What the hell did I do here? (Seeking monthly votes)

The next day, the sky cleared, and a strong wind blew snow, filling the empty sky.

In Taibai Residence in Luoxia Town, many swordsmen were having breakfast early in the morning.

The topics discussed were all about the grand spectacle of the "Kunlun Sword Debate" the previous night, with everyone talking animatedly and looking extremely excited.

Passersby who heard their story were all drawn in, either peeking out or listening intently.

"Gentlemen, do you see this small wine pot?"

The one who shouted was a Huashan disciple wearing a green robe, pointing at the ceramic wine pot in his hand that cost only a few coins and yelling loudly.

The person at the next table asked, "I see, what's different about yours?"

The Huashan disciple was extremely arrogant: "Different? Hmph, this is the wine pot that Sister Hongxiu personally poured for me!"

"What!!"

The people at the next table all stood up and gathered around to look: "Did the man in blood pour you a drink?"

"is that a lie!"

The Huashan disciple nodded and said loudly, "Sister Hongxiu is a generous person. On the eve of the sword competition, everyone gathered here to drink heartily, and she condescended to pour wine for me. So what?"

"You coward, how lucky you are!"

"show me!"

Everyone broke down in their anger and started cursing, and the Huashan disciple also put his hands on his hips and cursed back.

Once the verbal battle subsided, they returned to the topic of the Kunlun Sword Debate from the previous night.

These people immediately became solemn.

"Now that all the major sects and heroes from all over the country have set off, the details of the great battle will soon spread throughout the martial arts world."

"Yes, we were fortunate enough to participate; it would have been worth dying for."

The Huashan disciple laughed and said, "In the fourteen years that Master Yan disappeared, Yaoyue was actually the best in the world! All the major sects were overwhelmed by Yihua Palace, and their martial arts were beyond imagination."

Someone chimed in, "What a pity! He ran into the Sword God, the Blood-Clad Man, and the Blade Emperor. His Dao Heart was shattered, and he actually jumped off a cliff to commit suicide!"

At this point, everyone fell silent.

After a while, the Huashan disciple said leisurely, "Do you think the 'Dragon-Capturing Divine Sword' in the hands of Sword God Ren is the number one divine weapon in the world?"

"How can it not be? I think it should be the greatest weapon of all time!" a scholar shouted, slamming his fist on the table. "What other weapon can be so versatile and move at will?"

"never heard of that!"

"Aside from the Monkey King's golden cudgel, I've never heard of it either!"

"That's right!" the scholar laughed. "From now on, I'll create some kind of 'Weapon Ranking,' and the first place will always be reserved for the 'Dragon-Capturing Divine Sword.' As for the other weapons, let them compete for second place!"

"Haha, brother, you have such ambitions, I will definitely support you in the future!"

"No bookstore should be smashed!"

The group then returned to the topic of the Kunlun Sword Tournament.

This battle was witnessed by tens of thousands of people. Such a grand event in the martial arts world was accompanied by music, providing an ultimate enjoyment for both the ears and the eyes.

The Sword God fought four opponents alone, had the last laugh, and ultimately became a legend.

The stories here, even just a single thread, could be told for days and nights, a truly captivating tale. Even in one's old age, enjoying the company of grandchildren, these stories can serve as conversation topics, passed down through generations.

The group chatted excitedly for a while longer, and finally finished breakfast. Afterwards, they bowed to each other, clasped their hands in greeting, and then went on their own journeys, some on foot, some on horseback, and some in carriages.

As noon approached, the martial arts practitioners of Luoxia Town left one after another, and the town returned to its original quiet state.

Inside the small house in the backyard of Taibai Residence.

Ren Shaoyang was holding the design drawings for the prosthetic hand and asking Wan Chunliu questions.

"Elder Wan, do you think that if this prosthetic hand is embedded into Ding'an's severed arm, it can connect with his meridians and allow him to control it with his internal energy?"

Wan Chunliu was taken aback and muttered, "This, can it be done like this?" As he spoke, he reached out and took the piece of straw paper.

After looking at it for a while, Wan Chunliu looked conflicted and sighed, "Young Master, I'm sorry."

"What makes you say that?" Ren Jianshen was slightly surprised.

“According to your design, young master, we need to cut away the flesh that Ding’an has grown back, then attach fibrous threads, and use internal force to drive the prosthetic arm.” Wan Chunliu said bitterly, “The mechanics, martial arts, mathematics, and medical skills involved are far too profound. Please forgive me, it is truly beyond my comprehension.”

Ren Shaoyang paused for a moment, then sighed, "Human strength has its limits, Elder Wan need not blame yourself."

Wan Chunliu thought for a moment and said, "I can prepare some anesthetic powder to alleviate Ding'an's pain. That should be possible."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Such a good relationship."

Wan Chunliu hesitated for a moment, then sighed, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and turned to leave the room.

Ren Shaoyang sat alone, staring at the tea on the table.

After a long pause, he said calmly, "Stop sneaking around. You're all showing your backsides."

"oops!"

The door opened, and Hongxiu and Ding'an jogged in, sat down next to Shaoyang, and all four eyes looked at him.

Ren Shaoyang looked at them and shook his head.

"Ah~? It's not possible?" the little beggar said disappointedly. "Even Grandpa Wan can't do it."

Ren Shaoyang shook his head and said, "Old Wan is a miracle doctor, not a god."

Ding An looked somewhat gloomy, but still forced a natural expression and said, "It's alright, I'm used to it. Cripple, little beggar, I'm not in a hurry."

“You just can’t play dumb,” Ren Shaoyang said. “Even though you’re all eagerly waiting, you’re still trying to comfort us.”

Hongxiu turned to look at Ding'an, who was somewhat dazed, sighed, and gently stroked his now rather long hair: "Don't worry, with the cripple here! Didn't I get cured?"

Ding An nodded, paused for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Actually, a wooden prosthetic hand would also work."

Ren Shaoyang said, "Aren't you thinking about steel anymore?"

Ding An shook his head and said, "I'll listen to the little beggar."

Hongxiu stared at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Severed hand? Once the wooden one is finished, we'll upgrade to steel!"

"Really?!" Ding An exclaimed in surprise, but seeing the little beggar's knowing look, he quickly suppressed his smile. "Actually, actually, I didn't really want to." The little beggar sighed, patted his head, and said helplessly, "You can't lie to us at all."

Ding'an chuckled and scratched his head.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Ding'an, don't worry. If this martial arts world doesn't work, we'll find skilled craftsmen in the next one and they'll definitely help you get a prosthetic hand."

"Hey! That's right!" Ding'an patted his belly. "With a cripple around, anything is possible."

“Crippled man, broken hand, sister has something to say,” Hongxiu said, raising her hand.

"Oh? What's the problem?"

My sister is online: (O_O)

“Brother Shaoyang, I’ve also seen Brother Ding’an’s prosthetic arm design drawings. Although I don’t understand mechanics.” He raised his lifeless eyes and said seriously, “But I don’t think it will work.”

Ren Shaoyang and Ding An exchanged a glance.

Ding'an asked, "Sister, why do you think it won't work?"

The younger sister frowned, her face still expressionless: "I don't know, I can only go by feeling."

Ding'an scratched his head, still not quite understanding, and was about to ask again.

Ren Shaoyang waved his hand and laughed, "My sister has the supernatural power of 'mind control.' If she thinks it's not right, then it's not right."

"Looks like there really is a problem." Ding'an turned to his sister and thanked her loudly, "Thank you so much, little sister!"

My younger sister smiled gently: "You're welcome!"

The little beggar's eyes lit up, her lips curled up, and she put her hands on her hips, saying, "Hmph, I never thought my Sister Hongxiu would make such a big oversight." One hand hung limply in her palm. "So infuriating!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "The wisdom of one person cannot match the wisdom of many. Since working in isolation won't work, why not find a great genius to help us?"

“That’s true,” Hongxiu nodded repeatedly, then asked, “But where can I find great wisdom?”

“That’s right!” Ding’an also said, “With me and Hongxiu, these two brilliant minds, who dares to claim to be the wisest?”

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I will find it myself."

The three chatted for a few more minutes, then Hongxiu and Ding'an went out, saying they were going to take Da Miao and the white donkey up the mountain to hunt.

Ren Shaoyang was the only one left in the small house.

Gazing into the void, the words reappeared.

[Reward for completing the mission: Whale Breath Technique. Claim now?]

"Big Clever" Liang Xiao, I hope you can give me a good scare!
Ren Shaoyang thought to himself for a moment, then said softly, "Yes."

A familiar dizzying sensation followed.
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The sun sets in the west, and the sky is filled with rosy clouds.

Golden scales shimmered on the sea surface, the vast ocean stretching endlessly into the distance.

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang opened his eyes and felt seawater continuously pouring into his mouth and nose, while the surroundings were pitch black.

What happened?
I'm sinking into the sea!

"Is this guy trying to kill me?" Ren Shaoyang cursed inwardly, but his body dared not slack off, and he hurriedly swam upwards in a flurry of activity.

"Hoo~!"

After a long period of darkness, Ren Shaoyang suddenly surfaced from the water, gasping for air.

Once he caught his breath, he realized that he was floating in the middle of the ocean.

Looking into the distance, all around is the sea, as dark as indigo.

Our own people are caught in the waves, rising and falling endlessly. The world is vast and desolate, with only the surging sound of the waves striking our hearts again and again.

"Holy crap!" Ren Shaoyang was dumbfounded and secretly groaned, "Where did I end up?" He looked around but there wasn't a trace of land.

Thinking to himself, drifting on this vast ocean, if no merchant ships passed by and there was no food or drink, he, who had just become the number one swordsman in the world, probably wouldn't last even a month.

"Without direction or coordinates, we have no idea whether we're in the sea off Dongdao or Yashan?"

Unable to think of a solution for the time being, Ren Shaoyang simply lay sprawled out on the sea.

Go to sleep, you son of a bitch!

It's going to rain, and mothers are going to remarry—we'll talk about everything after we wake up!
Then, snoring filled the air; this rascal had actually fallen asleep!
As the sea breeze blows and the waves rise, his body rises and falls with the waves, carefree and at ease. Though he does not act arbitrarily, he is like a mayfly adrift in the vastness of the universe.

However, his good sleep was interrupted by a sound of teeth grinding.

Then I felt something sawing off my limbs, and a constant "crunching" sound came from it.

Ren Shaoyang opened his eyes and was immediately shocked, his eyes widening in surprise.

He saw the sea around him churning and rolling, with several fish heads the size of buckets emerging from the water, their two rows of sharp, knife-like white teeth bared, tearing at his limbs and shaking their heads!

The sharp white teeth made a clanging sound as they bit their hands and feet, sparks flying everywhere.

"Damn it, are you dogs?" Ren Shaoyang, who was already grumpy when he woke up, cursed loudly upon seeing this. "Are you treating me like a bone to gnaw on?"

Immediately, his internal energy circulated, and a faint blue light shone in the water. Then, a bright blue ribbon extended from the sea, meandering and stretching around him, like a seaweed.

Ren Shaoyang snorted coldly: "Go!" With a whooshing sound, the ribbon-like blade suddenly straightened, circled around him, and swiftly flashed past.

Suddenly, the surrounding sharks split in two, blood gushing out like a fountain, their internal organs spilling out.

Just then, countless dorsal fins swam in, and a group of sharks surrounded them, biting and scrambling for food.

Ren Shaoyang felt disgusted by the stench and charged forward, unleashing a flurry of countless sword blades.

Then they saw hundreds of sharks swimming in, all of which were split in two, turning the dark blue seawater blood red.

Just then, he spotted a tiger shark fleeing in the distance.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Perfect, I'll borrow your body for a bit!" With a wave of his hand, the sword thread flew more than twenty feet away and embedded itself in the tiger shark's back.

The tiger shark writhed in pain in the sea, splashing water everywhere. It then spread its fins and flapped its tail, before suddenly charging away into the distance.

Little did it know that twenty feet away in the sky above.

A figure dressed in a white robe is flying through the air.

Her clothes fluttered, like a large paper kite.

(End of this chapter)