Legend of Swordsman

If not for encountering a giant sea turtle, the two would have drowned in the sea.

Jian Wushuang had never been so frustrated.

Back when he was tempering his body, he could compare to the gods even with a mortal body.

Now, he was in this state.

In the outside world, he was a Ninth Tribulation Universe God.

Midnight.

The two finally swam to shore.

There was a pier built by mortals here.

Even at night, it was brightly lit, with people coming and going.

Seeing two young men in melted clothes swimming over from the sea, everyone widened their eyes, looking incredulous.

“Whoo, whoo!”

Jian Wushuang dragged his exhausted body, sprawling on the dock, panting heavily.

Next to him, Xiang Yang was even worse off, unable to catch his breath.

A few porters, curious about the spectacle, walked up and asked softly, “Young masters, what happened to you?”

Because Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang were dressed well, these porters were quite polite.

But Xiang Yang was too naive, perhaps never having experienced the mortal world, and he immediately gave away their situation.

Jian Wushuang wanted to stop him but couldn’t.

As soon as Xiang Yang regained some strength, he loudly proclaimed his identity and mentioned he was searching for Xing Luo.

Seeing the noble young man before them being completely out of touch, the porters’ eyes showed disbelief.

What Fire God Mountain, what Giant Deer City.

They had never heard of these places, but they did notice the jade pendant hanging from Xiang Yang’s waist, their eyes revealing a greedy gleam.

“Old Third, that jade pendant looks nice. If we took it, we could enjoy ourselves in town for a while!” A sly-looking porter showed a greedy look but didn’t have the courage, so he nudged a sturdy porter next to him to try and get some benefits from Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang.

The burly porter glared at him and sneered, “Do you think I’m that kind of person? Let me tell you, Chen Mazi, if you dare cause trouble at the pier, I’ll be the first to deal with you!”

After saying that, he turned and scolded the others, “What are you looking at? Don’t you have work to do? Get back to work!”

As soon as the burly porter spoke, the onlookers all shrank back, not daring to disobey, and quickly turned to leave.

However, Chen Mazi couldn’t help but look back at Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang as he left.

After the others left, the burly porter spoke to Xiang Yang, “I’ve never heard of any Fire God Mountain or Giant Deer City, but there is a small island thirty miles away, probably Oasis Island. It’s quite something that you young masters with such delicate skin could swim over from there!”

“Also, the nearest big city from here is Yong City, and this is Chishui Pier in Qingshan Town. If you have acquaintances, you can send a letter to have someone pick you up. If not, you can wait at the pier. There will be merchant ships traveling the river to Yong City, and you can take one of those!”

The burly porter’s words were quite polite, and he even pointed them in the right direction.

But Xiang Yang couldn’t listen, shouting and searching for Xing Luo.

This made everyone at the pier look over.

The highest three-story building on the pier lit up, and an elderly man stepped out, questioning, “Hu San, what’s going on? Who’s shouting?”

“Master Liu, two people floated in from the sea, saying they want to go to some Giant Deer City, Fire God Mountain?” Hu San replied truthfully.

Master Liu frowned, looked at Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang through the dim light, his eyes softened, and he said calmly, “Bring them up!”

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yang seemed to grab a lifeline, thinking the person upstairs knew about Giant Deer City.

Jian Wushuang and Hu San were dragged upstairs eagerly.

However, Hu San, walking ahead, clearly showed signs of hesitation, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes when he looked at the two of them.

The rough-looking man before them seemed intimidating but was kind-hearted deep down. This was the insight Jian Wushuang had gained from his many years of experience.

“Xiang Yang, stop dreaming. Let me tell you honestly, this world is different from the Realm God Continent. Don’t fantasize. Be careful when we go upstairs and follow my lead,” Jian Wushuang warned cautiously.

He regretted not informing Xiang Yang about the situation here earlier.

Upon hearing Jian Wushuang’s words, Xiang Yang visibly paused, showing disbelief in his eyes.

However, recalling Jian Wushuang’s strength outside, he began to think Jian Wushuang might be telling the truth.

Otherwise, where had his divine power gone?

Even his Thought power was missing.

By this time, they had followed Hu San upstairs.

Walking along the creaky corridor, they could see the vast ocean through the window. That was where they had come from. But now, they couldn’t fly, nor could they use mental power to investigate. They couldn’t find an exit at all. Their only hope was to find Xing Luo, who surely knew the secrets of this great world. The only one who could help him leave this world was Xing Luo, or the aura of Wanliu on her.

Following Hu San into the only room on the third floor, a pungent smell immediately interrupted Jian Wushuang’s thoughts, causing him to look over in annoyance. He saw a man known as Master Liu lying diagonally on the bed, smoking a dry tobacco pipe, with an ugly but well-built woman leaning beside him.

It had been a long time since Jian Wushuang had seen such a combination of appearance and demeanor. The women he had encountered were all extraordinary; otherwise, they wouldn’t catch his eye. Yet, this ugly woman in the room didn’t even spare a glance at them, as if looking down on them.

The pungent smell came from under the bed, and what it was needed no explanation.

“Master Liu, I’ve brought them!” Hu San cautiously reminded as he stood before the bed.

Master Liu nodded slightly and then opened his eyes to scrutinize Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang before saying indifferently, “Judging by your looks, are you from a noble family?”

“No!” Jian Wushuang replied before Xiang Yang could speak.

“Heh, still unwilling to tell the truth even here?” Master Liu sneered.

He was a dominant figure at the Chishui Wharf, akin to a local emperor. He had been to Yong City and seen the big world. With a glance, he could tell that Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang were wealthy escapees from some merchant ship. Recently, with unrest in Yong City, many nobles were fleeing to the sea. So, he mistook Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang for rich escapees. In peaceful times, he might have been wary, but now, with those nobles fleeing towards the Chiling Sea, he had no concerns. He immediately signaled Hu San to search them.

“How dare you touch me!” Xiang Yang almost jumped up at this, unable to bear Master Liu’s gaze. In the past, not even Universe Masters would dare scold him like this, let alone a mere mortal.