Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han's eyes darkened. The Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao, was loyal to him. In his early years, he had made a mistake while practicing martial arts, and the cold poison damaged his foundation. Although he was cured, he was stuck at the peak of the Grandmaster level for the rest of his life and could hardly make any progress. However, his lightness skill was truly unparalleled in the world.

When it comes to escaping for his life, even the most renowned martial arts masters can't catch up with him.

When Qin Han transferred him from the Ming Cult to accompany Su Kui, he valued Su Kui's unparalleled ability to scout ahead.

Seeing Su Kui's hesitant expression, he immediately felt uneasy.

Where is Wei Yixiao now?

Su Kui met his gaze, his voice low.

"Wei Fu Wang... he's back."

Qin Han felt relieved and was about to say that it was good that everyone was alright, but Su Kui's next words made him look serious again.

"The Bat King, relying on his superb lightness skill, managed to enter the mist at the last moment. Although he escaped from the white mist with his life on the line, when he returned, all the meridians in his body were shattered, and he was only clinging to his heart with his last breath."

Qin Han frowned. Even Wei Yixiao, who was the best at running away, was now useless.

"What exactly did he encounter on the island?" Ah Jiu couldn't help but interject.

After Wugen Daoist and Zhang Danyue went inside, there was no further movement. Even if Wei Yixiao was a cut above, his advantage was limited.

Su Kui shook his head, still showing some lingering fear.

"No one knows what he saw. The ship was just three miles away from the white mist. We only saw a green shadow shoot out of the mist, so fast that we couldn't even catch the afterimage."

"When he collapsed onto the deck, there wasn't a single good piece of flesh on his body; his bones had been crushed by something."

"He was grabbing my clothes, spitting out blood and foam. He only managed to shout, 'Run! There's something terrible going on,' before he passed out."

"I dared not delay at that time. As soon as we reached the shore, I immediately sent someone by fast horse to take him to the heart of Sichuan to recuperate."

"Since returning from the East Sea, King Wei has been like a living dead without any consciousness. No matter how many precious medicinal herbs are used, he has not been seen to wake up even once."

The side hall fell silent. Ah Jiu and Xiao Long Nu exchanged a glance, their faces filled with horror.

Qin Han's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the broken sword, and the rust fell down.

His mind was in turmoil. Decades ago, Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua perished inside, leaving only scrap metal. Now, Wei Yixiao had escaped with his last breath, becoming a living dead.

Could it be that a real dragon truly lives in this Penglai Immortal Mountain?!

Seeing the somber atmosphere in the hall, Su Kui spoke again.

"However, this exploration was not entirely fruitless."

She looked at Qin Han, her expression a mixture of complex emotions and lingering fear, clearly indicating that she would never forget what happened that day.

"Just as Bat King was seriously injured and fell back onto the deck, his consciousness fading, the surviving brothers on the ship all heard a voice. That voice... was filled with obvious anger. It was as if some being had been thoroughly enraged by the intrusion into its territory."

"That was a sound that came from the deepest part of the thick fog of Penglai Immortal Mountain. It was neither the sound of waves crashing against the rocks nor the cry of any wild beast."

"The echo, coming from just three miles across the sea, caused the entire ship's planks to crack inch by inch, and several sailors with less skill suffered ruptured eardrums and bleeding from all seven orifices!"

Qin Han was taken aback at first, then his eyes flashed with a terrifying light!

It wasn't a human voice, nor was it that of an ordinary wild beast. How could a roar shatter a large ship across three miles of sea?!

The turbulent world he had witnessed in his previous life flashed through his mind in an instant.

Indra, the Seven Warriors who slay the dragon!

An extremely audacious idea grew stronger in his mind: Could it be that the Penglai Immortal Mountain truly harbors living dragons, or even legendary auspicious beasts like the fire unicorn and the phoenix?

You can't blame him for losing his composure. Although he obtained the map back then, he hadn't actually been there, so he was only half-believing it. Now, the news Su Kui brought is most likely true!

Although he has now achieved the state of returning to the void, there is still a "Great Longevity" above him, which is the legendary terrestrial immortal, where the three realms are unified!

The worst part is that there's that damned Heavenly Karma Law hanging over his head, which will backfire at any moment. He just recovered his health yesterday by relying on Zeng Rou as a power bank, so he'll have to carry a "power bank" with him every time he goes out from now on.

But if there really were treasures like Dragon Essence and Phoenix Blood in this world that could make one's physical body immortal and forcefully break free from shackles, then what would 'Karma Law' even be worth!

Forget about the balance of the heavens and the realm of terrestrial immortals; as long as you swallow a dragon essence, you can save yourself all that trouble.

At that time, let alone a mere 100,000 Qing troops, he could single-handedly push all the way to the Forbidden City in Beijing and overthrow Emperor Kangxi along with his throne. Even the heavens could not do anything to him!

Immortality, physical ascension to sainthood!

These eight words are an irresistible temptation for any person in power.

"Qin Lang?"

Seeing his eyes light up, Ajiu couldn't help but call out softly.

Qin Han snapped out of his daze and forcibly suppressed the urge to rush to the East China Sea right now.

He looked at Su Kui, his tone becoming more urgent.

"Have you memorized the accurate nautical charts and coordinates of Penglai Immortal Mountain?"

Su Kui nodded quickly, then took out another roll of parchment wrapped tightly in oilcloth from his pocket and handed it over with both hands.

"The coordinates and the route to avoid the reefs along the way were obtained by our brothers at the cost of their lives. I had them drawn up long ago, and I know them by heart."

Qin Han took the parchment scroll and put it in his pocket. He ran his fingertips over the chipped spots on the broken sword, and his fiery mind slowly cooled down.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to go step by step.

Not to mention that the Manchu Qing court and all sorts of monsters and demons in the Central Plains have not yet been completely wiped out, just take Penglai Island as an example. Even brilliant figures like Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua probably perished on the island.

Even if there truly are real dragons and auspicious beasts, they are terrifying beings capable of killing a grandmaster with a single breath and crippling a celestial expert with a single claw.

Even though the previous Indra lived for over a thousand years, he didn't dare to act rashly. He had to honestly gather the seven divine weapons and then team up with a group of top fighters like Fengyun, Sword Emperor, and Pojun to gang up on them.

Never venture out to sea to your death without absolute certainty!

"This isn't urgent, just write it down first."

Qin Han was calculating in his mind that once he pacified the Central Plains, he would at least gather all those reclusive old monsters on the Heavenly Ranking and form a team to go and test the waters. He didn't believe that those hopeless, fast-moving old guys wouldn't be tempted!

"Better to sacrifice your fellow Daoists than yourself; take all the benefits yourself, and let the old monsters take the blame. That's the only way to ensure everything goes smoothly."

Putting the matter of Penglai aside for the time being, he casually tossed the broken sword back into its wooden box and changed the subject, "You just said you sent Wei Yixiao to Sichuan. How are Yang Xiao and the others doing lately?"

When he left Sichuan, he entrusted the affairs of the Ming Cult to Yang Xiao and the Five Wanderers. He didn't know if those guys had listened to him obediently.

Upon hearing this, Su Kui's expression became subtle.

"Left Envoy Yang and the Five Wanderers have been stationed in Sichuan and dare not slacken their efforts in the slightest."

"After Wei Fuwang was sent over, Left Envoy Yang immediately invited the Poison Hand Medicine King Master Wuchen, who used strong medicine and golden needles to revive him day and night, and his life is not in danger for the time being."

At this point, her tone changed, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes.

"Just a few days before I set off for Shandong, a group of very unusual and unpleasant guests suddenly barged in from Sichuan."

"Unfriendly guest?"

Qin Han raised an eyebrow.

"Are they from the Qing Dynasty, or the Green Dragon Society?"

"Neither."

Su Kui shook his head.

"They are from the headquarters of the Persian Ming Cult."