Mortal Saint

Chapter 221: Chapter 123: In Our Lineage, the Master Must Shoulder Every Ancient Burden

West Street was not far from the docks to begin with.

As the sudden sound of churning waves reached their ears, Duan Chenzhou hadn’t even finished uttering the four words, "with utmost respect."

But Ji Xiu, with the sharp hearing and keen sight granted by the Two Daoist Art Realms, had already taken in every detail of the disturbance—the distant waves of the Cang River being thrown into turmoil.

In an instant, the smile on his face froze slightly.

"But..."

"Master, it seems our debt is a *tiny* bit bigger than our reputation."

Duan Chenzhou’s expression instantly turned cold.

"The Fishing Trade... the Wild Flood Dragon Monarch..."

"Heh."

"That Leader of the Fishing Trade’s many docks and boat bosses... he’s been in that seat for ten years. Has he finally secured his position on the General Leader’s throne?"

"So now that his hands are free, he’s dropping all pretenses and has directly invited a Flood Dragon to come settle accounts with me..."

The Leader of the Fishing Trade, the General Leader, had invited a Wild Flood Dragon Monarch from the East Canghai!

Ji Xiu’s heart sank.

The Bone Tempering Skill he practiced was ’Mortal Transformation: Soaring Dragon Gate’, its four volumes divided into four grades: Silver Carp, Fish Dragon, Wild Flood Dragon, and Dragon Descendants!

A Flood Dragon Species was already a type of Dragon Kind Water Descendant, tainted with a trace of impure Dragon Blood.

According to the archives and records...

A Flood Dragon!

Once it reached adulthood, even one with an inferior bloodline and no profound Dragon Descendant legacy to its name...

...would still be dozens of zhang long, capable of harnessing the wind and Riding the Wave, comparable to a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster!

Coupled with the natural advantages of a Water Descendant Alien Species,

...only Martial Artists who had reached the level of a Sect Leader—masters whose Enlightenment allowed for regenerating severed limbs and achieving a Leakless Body—would dare claim they could confidently subdue one!

An ordinary Martial Artist would be paralyzed with fear at the mere sight of its chilling aquatic scales and its power to roil rivers and overturn seas. They would be scared out of their wits on the spot, let alone step onto the Cang River to bind it themselves.

That would be inhuman.

Just what kind of immense grudge could drive the head of the Prefecture City’s Fishing Trade to go so far as to summon a Wild Flood Dragon from a thousand li away, just to sink his master in the river?

Noticing the hint of surprise in Ji Xiu’s eyes and guessing his thoughts, Duan Chenzhou let out a short, dismissive laugh.

"It’s nothing. Just some Wandering Ghosts coming to collect a debt."

"Back in the day, I was just a lowly Fisherman’s Son in the Fishing Trade. I didn’t even own a fishing boat, just an underling working for a boat boss."

"Later, by a stroke of luck, I started to make a name for myself and caught the eye of this great master of the Grand Lineage. He wanted to use his little tricks, a mix of carrot and stick, to make me bow my head."

"If he’d been a bit more civil about it, I might have let it slide."

"But no, he had to put on the airs of a superior, drawing up a ’Fishing Trade Contract.’ No matter what benefits he talked about, his words only had one meaning."

"He wanted you to sell yourself into servitude for his ’Grand Lineage’ for at least thirty years!"

"If you didn’t agree, you’d be ostracized at every turn. He’d use the trade’s rules and regulations to crush you from all sides, making it impossible for you to take a single step in the fishing business!"

"Any ordinary person hit with that one-two punch would probably have given in, seeing it as their only way to get ahead."

"If you actually signed it, no matter how talented or exceptional you were, you’d be trapped by those terms and conditions with no way out."

"But back then, I was about your age. I had just become your Ancestral Master’s disciple and was full of piss and vinegar."

"Sell myself for thirty years? That’s like serving your ancestors for three generations, bowing and scraping every day. How could I agree to that!"

"Plus, with your Ancestral Master backing me up, I smashed his boats one by one, set up my own fish stall, established a dockside business, and started my own seafaring trade!"

"I made that Fishery Master of yesteryear swallow his own broken teeth and blood. He couldn’t even let out a fart in protest!"

Speaking of this, Duan Chenzhou waved his hand dismissively, his eyes filled with scorn as he looked at the monstrous waves crashing in the direction of the docks.

"Under the Fishing Trade, you have the Eight Dock, eight hundred boat bosses, and who knows how many businessmen running fish stalls."

"These boat bosses, stall Bosses, Ferry Leaders... level by level, you go up the chain, and only at the very top do you find the General Leader of the Eight Dock, the great lord of the Fishing Trade!"

"With so many people making offerings and supporting him, people who go out to sea every day, is it really that surprising he’d be sacrificing to a Wild Flood Dragon?"

"It’s just unfortunate timing that it came."

"If this damn ghost had come for revenge earlier..."

"...back when I’d become a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster, I would’ve grabbed this saber, drawn its Dragon Blood right then and there to temper your Two Limits, and stripped its hide and sinews to forge a great bow for you!"

Duan Chenzhou’s bladelike brows shot up, his eyes sharpened, and as he tightened his grip on his long saber, a dense, roiling malevolence washed over them.

Feeling the might of this Qi Dao, the Armored Warriors involuntarily took two steps back in unison, their armor plates colliding with a CLANG! CLANG!

"This..."

Ji Xiu was secretly speechless. After becoming a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster, his master had become so arrogant his eyes were practically pointed at the heavens. He was truly overflowing with a domineering presence.

A Wild Flood Dragon, and it was accompanied by four powerful Qi Waves rolling in!

’Can’t even this level of pressure and intimidation make him bow his head?’

Just as he was thinking this...

Duan Chenzhou, seeing that the men on the field were stunned by his presence, lowered his gaze and whispered into Ji Xiu’s ear:

"Your household has many capable experts. That one, Fan Nansong, is a Daoist High Merit comparable to a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster."

"And that little girl, Bai Shuo, is a Dragon Descendant by birth, with undeniable ties to the Water Monarch’s Mansion."

"Take your sister and stay close to those two. If trouble breaks out... ensuring your safety shouldn’t be difficult."

"Sigh."

"If it were just one Wild Flood Dragon that came looking for trouble on its own, or even just two or three Qi Cultivation practitioners, it wouldn’t be a big deal."

"But for them to arrive together, and with such a grand display..."

Duan Chenzhou’s expression grew solemn.

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