Longevity Candle

Chapter 26: Severing Three-Tenths of Your National Fortune!

The large ship, connected to dozens of smaller boats, entered the Qingjiang River.

In the darkness of night, the flood roared and thundered.

The boat was surprisingly stable, and the torrential rain seemed to have subsided, leaving only a light drizzle.

The next instant, the sky suddenly lit up with a brilliant light, soft and warm, dispelling the chill.

Everyone looked up and, without realizing it, a sun appeared in the sky above the ship, illuminating the path ahead.

The large ship, carried by the river waves, quickly moved downstream.

An hour later, they saw a boat in the river that had been capsized by the waves, and people had been swept away by the waves.

In the distance, floods raged, submerging village after village and swallowing boat after boat.

"Save them!" the embroiderer's voice rang out.

The people of Liujia Town quickly fetched ropes, and men jumped into the river to save one person after another.

They were amazed; wherever they went, the river waves calmed down.

"Is it the god of Qingjiang?" Someone looked up at the gentle sun, which shielded them from the wind and rain.

This is not the real sun, because the sky in the distance is dark.

They remembered Liu Lang's words: when natural disasters strike, the god of Qingjiang is enraged.

"Yes, it is the god of Qingjiang who is protecting us on our journey," the embroiderer said.

She remembered what Baihe had said: Jiang Zhu could not be exposed, so she attributed everything to the God of Qingjiang.

"May the God of Qingjiang protect you."

The people on the ship were praying, and in the distance, a deafening roar came from the darkness, drowned out by the wind and waves.

The Qingjiang River was too wide; they had no idea what had happened in it.

The candle illuminates the darkness, its light shining brilliantly.

The large ship sailed away, heading into the distance, to provide assistance to ordinary people to the best of its ability.

They had already moved far away from Liujia Town, and the storm was gradually subsiding.

The boat was already packed with people, and dozens or even hundreds of small boats were connected by ropes around it.

"We're already full, we can't save any more people." A middle-aged man wiped his face; he had just pulled someone from the river.

"We can save one more." After saying that, the embroiderer leaped up and plunged into the Qingjiang River.

"Embroiderer!"

The people on the boat shouted at the top of their lungs, and some men were about to jump in to save them, but they were blocked by an invisible force.

There seemed to be an invisible force surrounding the boat, trapping them inside.

The embroiderer surfaced and quickly swam to a nearby small boat: "Live well, I'm going to find Brother Lang."

She rowed her small boat upstream, heading towards the center of the river.

"Jiang Zhu, I can't take you away. I will leave the green lamp on the boat and wait for a new destined person to take you home."

The embroiderer held the green lamp, her gaze fixed on the river, where towering waves crashed and thunder roared.

"I'll see you off," Jiang Zhu said.

With the blessing of magic, she transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards the center of the river like an arrow released from a bow.

Rumble

The river surged, and a figure in black, pouring out all his inner energy, rammed into the treasure ship.

Arrows rained down, piercing the giant waves.

Crimson blood stained the river surface, and the corpses of fish floated to the surface.

bang
There is a large fish at the bottom of the river that is ramming the treasure ship.

click
A roar resounded, and one of the golden rays binding the green snake snapped.

Giant waves surged, carrying countless fish, like a torrent of boulders crashing down on the treasure ship.

bang
One of the treasure ships collapsed, most of the soldiers died coughing up blood, and some of them fainted. Their armor became a burden and sank to the bottom of the river with them.

Fish, one after another, crashed against the treasure ship, as if to protect the spirits of the Qingjiang River.

The green snake roared, filled with anger and resentment, and even a hint of madness flashed in its eyes.

Black energy was rising from its body; it unleashed a flood to fight back, harming too many innocent people, and thus incurred karmic retribution.

Immediately afterwards, golden light rose, quickly dissipating the black energy.

Merit!

As a spirit of the Qingjiang River, it protected the local people, gathered incense offerings, and performed many good deeds.

Liu Lang picked up a long spear and, using the giant waves, rushed aboard the treasure ship.

The spear pierced through the armor with powerful, sweeping strokes, unleashing a torrent of true energy.

"You think you're the sword immortal from back then?"

The general on the treasure ship had a chilling look in his eyes: "Kill him, kill him!" Arrows rained down, engulfing Liu Lang.

He looked desperate; he was just a fisherman with considerable martial arts skills.

Buzz

An invisible force swept across, halting the barrage of arrows and giving him a chance to catch his breath. He then retreated and plunged into the river.

The embroiderer arrived and quickly swam towards Liu Lang's location.

Jiang Zhu imbued the ship with a wisp of magic, and it ceased to emit light. It floated toward the treasure ship, where he saw the green snake, as thick as a water vat.

Its scales are beautiful, as green as jade.

The boat had already left and would soon be beyond his range of movement. Jiang Zhu didn't have much time left, so he floated towards the general, his body shifting from ethereal to solid.

"Immortal Masters and Daoists?" The general's expression changed, and he shouted sternly, "The decree of the Great Qian Emperor is here; all those who come must stop!"

Jiang Zhu looked up at the sky, where there was a golden python, no less powerful than the green snake.

The golden light that bound the green snake was the power emanating from the golden python.

The fate of the Great Qian Dynasty!

Only by using the nation's destiny could the spirit of the Qingjiang River be temporarily restrained.

Jiang Zhu stopped in his tracks. The golden python was watching him. His magic power was suppressed, making it difficult to even circulate. His physical body was almost unable to maintain itself, and cracks appeared on his body, like porcelain about to shatter.

"Where did Gu Yan go in the end?" Jiang Zhu looked at the general. Even though it was difficult to circulate his magic power, killing this general was still no problem. He secretly began to accumulate magic power.

"What is your relationship with Gu Yan?" The general's expression darkened.

The relationship between the imperial court and Gu Yan is not good.

Jiang Zhu said, "I taught her martial arts, but I only want to ask, what happened to Ayan in the end?"

"She has reverted to her youth, and no one knows where she has gone." The general replied with a grim expression, "Sir, why did you raise such a traitor?"

"A traitor? Has she ever overthrown imperial power or taken action against the court?" Jiang Zhu asked coldly.

The general opened his mouth, but found it difficult to answer for a moment.

Ayan never took the initiative to attack the imperial court. On the contrary, she punished the wicked and eliminated evil. It was they who wanted to wipe out the martial arts world, control it, and make her submit.

Jiang Zhu's body was contorted, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

He looked at the green snake, which then snapped off another golden ray: "Thank you, Candle, I will remember your kindness. This will be helpful to you... Get out of the way!"

A ray of azure light flew out from between the green snake's eyebrows and disappeared into Jiang Zhu's eyebrows.

The white crane had told it about Jiang Zhu.

The general suddenly shouted, "Your subject requests permission to suppress the Daoist Immortal Master!"

Just as Jiang Zhu was about to dodge, the imperial edict suppressing the green snake suddenly split into golden light and pressed down on Jiang Zhu.

A deluge of arrows rained down on Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu remained indifferent. His magical power, which had been accumulating for some time, was now fully unleashed. Brilliant light appeared in his palm as he slapped the treasure ship.

The general quickly retreated, and an ancient seal appeared in his hand, in harmony with the fate of the nation, which he smashed towards Jiang Zhu.

The brilliant light split in an instant, falling on all the treasure ships, and flames roared. The soldiers panicked and rushed to put out the fire.

But how can earthly water extinguish the sun's blazing flames?
Just as the ancient seal was about to land on Jiang Zhu, his figure suddenly vanished, the seal passing through his body and plunging into the surging Qingjiang River.

Jiang Zhu disappeared. Guo Yun Jin Mang's eyes flashed with confusion, unable to find any trace of Jiang Zhu.

The general felt his mind go blank: "How could this be? How could they be wiped out so easily?"

He was confused and looked flustered.

In his view, Jiang Zhu's body was almost shattered, far inferior to the Qingjiang spirit, and should be easier to kill.

Bringing back just one corpse would extend Emperor Yong'an's life, and since Jiang Zhu and Gu Yan were still connected, it would also be considered revenge for the soldiers from back then.

But he never expected Jiang Zhu to be so weak, dying so completely from a single strike.

The small boat in the distance, bathed in golden and silver light, carrying a blue lantern, swiftly sailed away.

Although I won't die, it would definitely be painful to get hit. I've done all I can, and I should start going with the flow.

Just as Jiang Zhu's body dissipated, boundless black energy descended from the sky and surged into the golden python's body.

Flames engulfed the treasure ship, and the golden light that bound the green snake was now full of cracks.

Roar

The green snake roared, its immense magical power returning at that moment, surging and boundless, shattering all the golden light.

He looked up at the golden python in the sky: "You have suffered the backlash of karma for killing spirits, and you can no longer suppress me!"

He ignored the soldiers, soared into the sky, and bit the golden python of national destiny.

"I, the spirit of Qingjiang, have cultivated for three hundred years to sever your Great Qian Dynasty and seize three-tenths of your national destiny!"

The golden flames, no longer suppressed by the nation's destiny, burned rapidly, engulfing all the treasure ships...

(End of this chapter)