Liver penetrates martial arts, instantly becoming a saint.

Chapter 217 A single sword can cleave a boat, its depths are unfathomable!

The black ship, forged from dark iron, was solemn and dignified. Its flags fluttered even without wind, and the black dragon motifs, with their claws outstretched, displayed its might.

The middle-aged man announced loudly, "Friends aboard the dragon boat, please disembark. The remaining thousand miles will be under the control of my Black Dragon Sect."

"Having traveled so far, you must be weary. If you would like to make friends, please come in and have a drink. My Black Dragon Sect will arrange accommodations for you and treat you well."

Li Xian asked, "Madam, is the Black Dragon Cult very famous?"

Wen Caishang nodded: "The Black Dragon Sect has a very important background and countless powerful figures."

Wen Caishang asked, "Your Excellency is quite domineering. Please state your name first."

"I am unworthy," the middle-aged man said, "I am Black-Eyebrow Protector, one of the four great protectors of the Black Dragon Cult."

Wen Caishang said, "The four guardians have all been mobilized. I remember the Black Dragon Cult is not a sect of Yu Nan Dao or Long Xiong Dao, is it?"

"I didn't expect a woman like you to be so knowledgeable," the black-browed protector said. "Indeed, my Black Dragon Sect is not from Yu Nan or Long Xiong. But slaying a dragon is a matter of great importance to the world. My Black Dragon Sect has come upon hearing the news, so what can we do? If you know what's good for you, you'd better leave quickly."

Wen Caishang said, "As expected of a major sect, you've always acted domineeringly. You're determined to humiliate a woman like me, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"Senior Long is right here. If you have the ability, then please come over."

The Black-Eyebrowed Guardian said, "Of course!" and hurled an iron chain at the dragon. Wen Caishang raised an eyebrow slightly, and a white snake emerged from her sleeve, instantly lengthening and becoming as soft as a ribbon, intertwining with the iron chain.

The Black-Browed Protector said, "Fine, if you insist on stopping me, I'll test your strength! Let's see how powerful you, a woman, really are!"

He channeled his inner energy, striking along the iron chain. Martial arts techniques are incredibly diverse. But there are always specific scenarios where the complex is simplified, and victory is determined purely by inner energy.

Wen Caishang said, "I'd be happy to learn from you." A cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Sparks flew from the iron chains and the soft sword, and ripples spread across the surrounding river.

The killing power of martial arts is not necessarily dazzling. After a moment of stalemate, the Black-Browed Protector suddenly changed color, realizing that his internal energy was no match for the opponent's.

Wen Caishang flipped her sleeves and held the sword hilt. With a slight twist of her wrist, the White Serpent Sword, pressed against the iron chain, rapidly extended, piercing towards the heart of the Black-Eyebrowed Guardian.

The Black-Browed Guardian, filled with fear and trepidation, loosened his chains and took several steps back. The white snake's thrust missed its mark, but the sword's edge remained sharp and cold, gleaming in the light.

Black-browed Protector broke out in a cold sweat, knowing he was no match for them. His expression turned grim as he said, "Fine, since you have this much strength, let's see where you can go! My Black Dragon Sect is not to be trifled with!"

He waved his hand.

The black ship sailed away, making way. As the ship passed, Wen Caishang sheathed her longsword, sat quietly at the bow, and said, "Bring me my precious bow and stand beside me."

Li Xian returned to his room to retrieve the bow. Wen Caishang's bow was a "Zodiac Bow," with a yellow jade pendant inside. Li Xian held the strange bow in his hand, examined it closely, and was immediately struck by its mystique.

Bathed in sunlight.

A thin mist emanated from the bow, as if it were adorned with golden light. Wen Caishang said, "Try drawing the bow."

Li Xian drew back the bowstring and suddenly felt a profound silence. All his senses were amplified, and the arrow's speed, power, and meaning were all completely different.

"Hmm?" Wen Caishang was slightly taken aback. She saw that as Li Xian drew the string, it resonated with the bow and showed an unusual phenomenon. His body was enveloped in protective yellow aura.

She said, "Very good, you have a special connection with this bow. Every time you shoot an arrow, the topaz ornament beneath the bow will tremble slightly."

"When you shoot an arrow, the vibration caused by the arrow will make the topaz ornament shake, which will trigger the bow's miraculous effect. The arrow will be infused with the auspicious energy of the Yellow Path, which can penetrate armor and injure the enemy. Its power is immense."

"It is even possible that it could split into two, or even three."

Li Xian immediately nocked his bow and, testing his skills, shot an arrow into the river. His jade ornament trembled slightly.

Wen Caishang felt a pang of disappointment, thinking, "The number of times I can trigger the auspicious energy when I hold this bow is extremely limited. Although Li Xian's archery skills are excellent, expecting him to achieve the miraculous effect of drawing the bow is rather unrealistic..."

Suddenly, Li Xian drew his bow again. This time, the arrow flew, and the jade ornament trembled three times. Wen Caishang said, "Alright, try again."

Li Xian repeated the exercise, memorizing the feeling of shooting an arrow. The moment he released the string, the arrow flew out. The yellow jade pendant trembled, and the arrow, as if wrapped in a yellow light, suddenly increased in speed, shooting towards the black flag on the distant ship.

It turned out that... the river was wide open, offering a broad view. Li Xian had already spotted the Black Dragon Cult's ships. When he shot his arrow, he aimed at the flag.

The arrow was inserted into the iron flag.

The remaining force burst forth, and with a "bang," the black flag snapped in two.

This action astonished all who witnessed it. The python exclaimed, "Excellent archery! Excellent archery!" Wen Caishang nodded repeatedly, praising it endlessly.

Wen Caishang said, "Stand with your bow in hand and do not move rashly. Shoot the arrow when I call you."

"Alright, I'll do whatever you say, Madam," Li Xian said.

"Now that this trip is over, I should reward you properly, really reward you properly." Wen Caishang gently stroked Li Xian's cheek, extremely fond of him.

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The Black Dragon Sect was entrenched at the end of the Benhua River, and the last few hundred miles of the river were held firmly by the four Dharma Kings who protected the sect.

Forty-eight thousand six hundred li.

The Black Dragon Cult's Purple-Robed Dharma King and Red-Eyed Dharma King were sailing together in one boat. Seeing the dragon approaching, they rode their dragon boat even closer.

The Purple-Robed Dharma King said, "It is truly astonishing. As far as I know, this dragon is old. I originally thought I could kill it 40,000 miles away, but I never expected it to travel all the way here."

The Crimson-Eyed Dharma King said, "What a pity, what a pity. If it weren't for the young master's lack of dragon blood to bathe in, dragon heart to offer as a gift, and dragon tendons to be treasures, and if he hadn't known that a dragon had transformed into a dragon here and come to stop him, this old dragon would have already successfully transformed into a dragon by the time it reached this place, which was only a hundred miles away from the mouth of the Guan River."

"Why not?" said the Purple-Robed Dharma King. "After all, we can share in the 'Tears of the Sorrowful Dragon,' which is not in my diet. But having it in hand will always give us more leverage."

The Red-Eyed Dharma King said, "We must not be careless. The fact that the dragon has arrived here means it has bypassed Black Eyebrow's guard. We must proceed with caution."

As the ship drew near, a woman in a white dress appeared to be guarding the dragon as it entered the sea.

The woman was extremely beautiful; the river breeze blew, causing her skirt to flutter. Her hair was like a waterfall, thick and black.

Wen Caishang wiped the White Snake Sword and asked indifferently, "Which Dharma King of the Black Dragon Sect are you two?" Her gaze was fixed on the sword, and she only glanced at the two men out of the corner of her eye.

Li Xian muttered to himself, "Madam is ruthless, but she always has a few flattering words to people, and her words are never impolite. But now that the ship has sailed here, it seems as if she has finally drawn her sword." He noticed the subtle difference.

"We two are..." Red-Eyed Dharma King and Purple-Robed Dharma King stepped forward.

"That's enough," Wen Caishang said. "There's no use listening to it." The white snake slashed out from mid-air, a streak of sword light shooting out.

The two Dharma Kings retreated to the left and right, preparing to unleash their attacks. Suddenly, they noticed cracks spreading across the wooden planks beneath their feet. They exchanged a glance, their pupils dilating in shock as they intently observed the situation.

The cracks gradually spread, eventually covering the entire hull. Suddenly, a "crack" was heard, and the entire black boat broke in two, the gap smooth, and sank into the river. The two Dharma Kings jumped out of the boat and stood in the water, their shock beyond words.

Li Xian was utterly horrified. The ship was painted iron on the outside and lined with sturdy wood on the inside. The hull was over ten zhang long; to cleave it in two with a single sword strike—how incredibly powerful!

Wen Caishang sat quietly, her beautiful eyes glancing over. The two felt a chill run through them. Wen Caishang said softly, "Send him away."

Li Xian couldn't help but grumble to himself, "It's not that I'm hiding my skills, it's that Madam is hiding hers too. So many powerful martial arts techniques, yet she won't teach me even a fraction of them. Oh well... In this life, one must rely on oneself. I'll just focus on mastering the martial arts I have now and gradually seek out more profound ones."

They set off on a dragon boat. The two Dharma Kings dared not obstruct them.

at the same time.

Where rivers flow into the sea, a grand feast is set up on the coast. The final seat of the Dragon-Slaying Banquet is personally presided over by the young leader of the Black Dragon Cult.

The Black Dragon Cult has Yin-Yang Messengers, Four Great Dharma Kings, Five Lakes Wanderers, Four Seas Eccentrics, and Nine Great Masters. For this grand dragon-slaying feast, the Black Dragon Cult's young leader, Sheng Yunfei, will be attending with three Dharma Kings, Four Seas Eccentrics, and four Great Masters.

Among the extraordinary men of the four seas, there was one known as the "Sea-Gazing Man," who had shed his mortal form and revealed extraordinary eyes. He was in a high mountain, observing the situation.

Seeing the boat shattered by a single sword strike, he was terrified, his face changing drastically. He immediately used his lightness skill to rush back to his seat at the end of the river, saying, "Young...Young Master, this is terrible! This is terrible!"

Sheng Yunfei, young in appearance with a spirited demeanor and sharp, eagle-like eyes, calmly asked, "What's the matter with such panic? Where is it?"

"It has gone to the Red-Eyed Dharma King and the Purple-Robed Dharma King," said Wang Haiqishi.

"Couldn't stop them?" Sheng Yunfei raised an eyebrow and said, "To get this far, they must have some skill. It's not surprising that we couldn't stop them."

"No...it's not just that we couldn't stop it," Wang Haiqishi said, shaking his head. "That woman protecting the dragon cleaved the ship in two!"

"What!" Sheng Yunfei was startled, but feigned composure and asked, "Is what you say true? If she is a master swordsman, it's not impossible. How many strikes did she make?"

"One sword!" said Wang Haiqishi.

Suddenly, a "crack" was heard, and the cup in Sheng Yunfei's hand fell to the ground. Fine wine spilled all over the floor.

Sheng Yunfei thought to himself, "Martial artists have different strengths. Some martial arts are powerful in killing enemies, but have very little destructive power. For example, the Qingyuan Sect's 'Floating Dust Palm' can't even split a stone, but it is extremely powerful when compared to a person. Some martial arts have great destructive power, but are very ineffective in killing enemies. For example, the 'Heavenly Blade Sect's' Earth Destruction Blade can cut a boat in half with one strike, which is not impossible... Perhaps this woman is like that."

He forced himself to remain calm and lightly kicked the cup with his toe. The cup flew back to his hand, and the spilled wine flowed back up from the ground, gathering back into the cup. He said, "Alright, go investigate again. If you find anything, report back immediately!"

The valiant Wang Haiqi used his light-footed skills to ride up to the mountaintop and gaze out from the heights.

Half an hour later.

Seeing the old dragon boat covered in wounds, after traveling more than a hundred miles, they arrived at the camp of the four masters.

Four masters, positioned on both sides of the strait, simultaneously launched an attack, arranging themselves into battle formation.

Wang Haiqi thought to himself, "With four top masters arranged in formation, they should be able to stop this woman!"

But within moments, he was stunned by what he saw. He immediately rushed down the mountain, exclaiming, "This is bad, this is bad... Young Master, this is terrible!"

Sheng Yunfei strode over and asked, "How did it go?"

"The four...the four great masters have been defeated!" said Wang Haiqishi. "This time it wasn't just one sword strike."

Sheng Yunfei felt somewhat relieved, thinking that although the four masters had been defeated, the fact that the two sides could still entangle for a while was already great news.

Wang Haiqishi said, "It's one man and one sword!"

"What happened? Weren't we supposed to have four people set up a formation?" Sheng Yunfei frowned deeply, his joy vanishing instantly, his heart sinking. "Why were we defeated so quickly?"

"They did set up a battle formation," said Wang Haiqishi. "But that woman saw through it at a glance."

"Wow...what a formidable woman! The formation of four masters involves the changes of stars and the rotation of the seasons; it's not something easily broken!" Sheng Yunfei said, "Let's investigate further!"

Half an hour later, Wang Haiqi rushed back and said, "Young Master, it's bad! We failed to hold on again!" He swallowed hard.

Sheng Yunfei slammed his hand on the armrest and stood up angrily. "Another arrow?"

Wang Haiqi nodded numbly.

Just then, a soft voice came from afar: "Young Master of the Black Dragon Sect, Cai Chang greets you."

On the river, a boat slowly approached.

The woman at the bow of the boat was dressed in white, her hands holding a long sword, her clothes fluttering, her gaze cold and detached.

(End of this chapter)