Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

With the Qin and Han dynasties relinquishing their power.

Dugu Ce fell onto the deck, curled up in a ball, clutching his lower abdomen tightly as he rolled around on the deck, his forehead hitting the wooden planks, bleeding but ignoring the pain.

"Ugh... Ah!!!!"

The internal energy I've cultivated since childhood is gone.

The martial arts skills that the Dugu family had cultivated with countless resources are gone.

He will no longer be the powerful Young Master Dugu.

He's already ruined, at least in terms of martial arts.

A cripple with a shattered dantian.

Qin Han looked down at Dugu Ce, his face expressionless.

Killing Dugu Ce was very simple.

But crippling him and letting him return to Lin'an alive would be more useful.

If the Dugu family swallows this insult, then the face of the powerful and influential in Lin'an will be utterly humiliated.

It would be even better if the Dugu family didn't swallow it.

Qin and Han were just looking for a reason to get involved in the waterways of the Southern Song Dynasty. Dugu Ce assassinated the Prince of Shu, who was appointed by the emperor. That was the reason.

This Dugu strategy was delivered at just the right time.

"Take him with you."

Qin Han raised his eyes and looked at the Dugu family guards who were still standing.

"roll."

The guards trembled before they came to their senses.

They dared not look at Xue Daosou's corpse, nor at Dong Tianbao and Zhang Junbao. They scrambled forward and lifted up Dugu Ce, who was still screaming in agony.

Dugu Ce's legs went weak and he could no longer support himself, and he kept shouting, "My martial arts are gone, gone."

He had lost all of his former swagger.

Qin Han's voice rang out again.

"Go back and tell Dugu Feng."

The guards stopped in their tracks, a chill running down their spines.

Qin Han stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze passing over Dugu Ce and looking towards the river to the east.

"I, Ye Wudao, am ready to take revenge at any time."

No one dared to turn back, and no one dared to utter any harsh words.

The once aloof young nobleman from Lin'an now had his legs dragging on the deck, completely devoid of any former air of nobility.

The guards of the Dugu family turned pale, and they didn't even dare to come back to retrieve the Azure Cloud Red Dust Sword.

A river breeze blows.

The smell of blood on the deck was dissipated somewhat by the wind, but it couldn't dispel the chill in everyone's hearts.

Qin Han ignored the awe-inspiring gazes around him and focused his attention on the other side of the deck.

The four traitors from the Giant Kun Gang were still kneeling there, their pressure points still locked, unable to move, but their eyes darted around rapidly.

They watched the whole thing.

Dugu Ce is finished.

Snow Knife Old Man is dead.

The three innate swordsmen were so defeated that they couldn't even lift their heads.

The support they relied on to turn their lives around collapsed into a pile of mud in the blink of an eye.

Now, it's their turn.

Qin Han walked up to the four people and waved his hand.

The pressure points on all four people were released simultaneously.

Mai Jing collapsed first, then scrambled to Qin Han's feet.

"Master Ye, spare my life!"

"We were wrong! We were fooled by that bastard Dugu Ce!"

He kowtowed so loudly that his forehead hit the deck and bled quickly.

Cai Si also crawled over, hugged Qin Han's boots, and cried until his face was contorted.

"Master Ye, we had no choice!"

"The Dugu family is powerful; they want us to do things, and we dare not disobey!"

Hua Qingshan and Hai Ma Hu Liu kowtowed in response.

"We are willing to serve Master Ye!"

"From now on, if you tell us to go east, we'll never go west!"

"Master Ye spared our lives; from now on, our lives belong to you!"

They had also said these words to Dugu Ce.

Dong Tianbao's face was full of disgust. "These guys are quite skilled at kneeling."

Zhang Junbao glanced at it, his tone calm.

"It's just a weather vane; it bends whichever way the wind blows."

Dong Tianbao turned to look at him.

"You're starting to sound more and more like Mr. Xu lately."

Zhang Junbao closed the book in his hand.

"There is a golden house in books."

"Come on, you've just become cunning."

Qin Han ignored the two arguing and raised his hand to beckon.

The Azure Cloud Red Dust Sword, which was stuck in the deck in the distance, made a soft sound, came off the wood and fell into his hand.

The blade is gleaming, and the hilt is inlaid with jade; it is indeed a fine sword.

But the sword's owner is too useless.

Qin Han casually weighed the sword in his hand, and then threw it away the next moment.

Clang!

The Azure Sky Red Dust Sword was stuck at Yun Yuzhen's feet.

The sword's edge penetrated three inches into the wood, and the hilt trembled slightly.

Yun Yuzhen looked down at her sword, and Qin Han's voice came from behind her.

"This is Chief Yun's family matter, and I will not interfere."

The crying of the four people, including Mai Jing, suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at Yun Yuzhen, his eyes filled with a desperate desire to survive.

"Master! Master, spare my life!"

"We've followed you for so many years; even if we haven't done anything special, we've certainly put in a lot of hard work!"

"Boss, we were foolish today, we will never dare to do it again!"

"Give us a chance, and we'll do anything for you!"

Yun Yuzhen stood on the blood-stained deck, looking down at the sword.

Qin Han was watching her choice.

If Yun Yuzhen were to be soft-hearted and let these four people go, even if she were to side with Ye Wudao today, she would only be seen as a woman with good looks but no substance.

How can a gang leader who doesn't even dare to kill traitors be in charge of the Yangtze River waterway for others?

If she kills these four people, the last vestige of wavering within the Giant Kun Gang will be severed.

Yun Yuzhen bent down, grasped the Biluo Hongchen sword, and her fiery red skirt swayed gently in the river breeze.

When Mai Jing saw her approaching with her sword, his face trembled, and he blurted out, "Chief, I...!"

The sword light fell.

A human head rolled into the river.

Fresh blood splattered onto Yun Yuzhen's red dress.

Cai Si was so frightened that his crotch was soaked, and he shrank back.

"Boss, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Yun Yuzhen walked up to him.

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die!"

The second sword fell.

Cai Si fell to the ground.

Hua Qingshan wanted to run away.

He had only crawled two steps when Yun Yuzhen stepped on his back, and the sword blade slashed across the back of his neck.

Hai Ma Hu Liu knelt there, his lips pale.

"Boss, my two children..."

Yun Yuzhen looked at him, and her eyes finally changed.

"I'll have someone send them down to keep you company."

"Remember to walk slowly on the road."

The fourth head fell to the ground.

All four traitors were executed.

No one on deck dared to utter a sound.

The members of the Giant Kun Gang looked at Yun Yuzhen with a mixture of fear and reverence for her as they rejoined her as their master.

Their gang leader was forced into a sorry state by Dugu Ce today.

But she was still Yun Yuzhen, still the woman who could hold her own in a water fortress on the Yangtze River.

After killing the person, Yun Yuzhen loosened her grip.

The Azure Sky Red Dust Sword fell onto the deck with a crisp sound.

His face was even paler. The internal injuries he had sustained from being attacked by Dugu Ce earlier were only now fully manifesting, and he was in excruciating pain in his chest.

But she did not fall; she dragged her blood-stained red dress back to Qin Han.

She lifted her skirt and knelt on one knee.

"Yun Yuzhen, along with the entire Giant Kun Gang, is willing to serve Young Master Ye as their master."

There was weariness, ruthlessness, and a resolute determination after risking everything in her phoenix eyes.

The river was calm.

The members of the Giant Kun Gang looked at each other in bewilderment.

A moment later, Bu Tianzhi and Chen Laomou struggled to their feet, coughing up blood as they knelt down.

"Greetings, Young Master Ye!"

Following closely behind were one after another leaders of the Giant Kun Gang.

"Greetings, Young Master Ye!"

"Greetings, Young Master Ye!"

The sound spread from the main ship and quickly reached several surrounding ships.

Those gang members who were still in a daze also knelt down.

Hundreds of people knelt on the surface of the Yangtze River.

The ship's deck vibrated.

The river water laps against the boat.

Qin Han stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the deck, looking down at Yun Yuzhen. He realized that he had wasted so much time not just to get a pretty face, but to build up a nascent naval force.