Chapter 541
Not far away, the bodyguards gathered on the other side of the deck, busy preparing their meals.
The head of the guards, Dong Biao, entered the carriage holding a pot of freshly made fish soup.
Inside the carriage sat a woman who didn’t seem very old, dressed elegantly, like a young lady from a wealthy family.
However, her manner of eating fish was far from graceful; she picked up the fish meat along with the bones and chewed them together.
She slurped the steaming fish soup with gusto, then slammed the bowl down with a flourish.
“Ge Yu, why did you make such a racket and let those two come aboard?”
Dong Biao frowned and said, “I saw those two; they look like young masters sneaking away with their lovers. They don’t seem to have any skills. If things get chaotic, we won’t have time to protect them, and it would be a waste of two lives.”
**Chapter 614: Your Second Uncle Smells Good**
What Dong Ao and Dong Ge Yu were escorting was certainly not an ordinary cargo.
The great river in front of Yinma Town often saw people and boats mysteriously disappearing, dozens of times a year—an unusually high frequency.
Not long ago, a survivor arrived in Mo City, asking for their help.
The survivor claimed that some boatmen were colluding with demons, killing and robbing, and even helping the demons hide their tracks.
After several investigations, Dong Ao had zeroed in on this very ship.
Today, they had made thorough preparations to bring the boatmen and demons to justice, but unexpectedly, there were uninvited guests.
Dong Ge Yu shook his head and said, “Uncle Ao, demons are cunning. If we delay any longer, it will seem suspicious. With the slightest hint of trouble, they might not take the bait, and who knows how many innocent lives would be lost.”
“We can think of a way to deal with the aftermath later. Have you forgotten our ancestor’s teachings?”
Dong Ao’s expression darkened.
Dong Ge Yu helplessly made a gesture of surrender. “Alright, alright, Uncle Ao, it’s not that serious. That kid isn’t an ordinary person. You and I together might not even be his match.”
“Hmm? Where in the city is there a young master so skilled? I’ve never heard of him.”
Dong Ao was taken aback. Had he misjudged?
“He’s only recently gained fame, with a hammer technique that’s extraordinary. But for some reason, he wasn’t chosen by the Tianzu (Heavenly Clan) to inherit their legacy.”
“A hammer technique that’s extraordinary? Now that’s a talent... What’s his name?”
“Li Mo.”
“Pfft...”
Dong Ao spat out his tea, his face a picture of shock, but then he muttered to himself, “Hmm, how old could he be? It must be a coincidence...”
“My nephew feels this person is too coincidental.”
Dong Ge Yu squinted as he spoke, then shook his head. “Forget it, it’s getting late. We should focus on our task at hand... Huh? What’s that smell?”
...
Inside the carriage, the charcoal stove bubbled with a snow-white fish soup, containing only one fish.
Just a moment ago, Li Mo had started boiling water, and Ying Bing had already caught the fish.
Li Mo skillfully placed it into the pot, simmering it into a delicious soup.
“Delicious.”
Ying Bing blew on her soup, her cheeks glowing like clouds at sunset.
“This fish has golden scales; it can’t be an ordinary catch. It’s powerful.”
Li Mo tasted a bowl, warmth spreading through his limbs.
Ordinary carp didn’t have such nourishing properties.
“Wait.”
After drinking the soup, Ying Bing pointed at the pot, and the temperature suddenly dropped, turning the fish meat into a jelly-like substance.
“You sure know how to eat... Huh?”
Li Mo suddenly realized something was off. “You just wiggled your finger to lower the temperature. Why were you so afraid of getting burned earlier?”
“I wasn’t afraid of getting burned,” Ying Bing replied.
Li Mo was even more confused. “Then why were you blowing on it?”
“Life should have a sense of ritual.”
When Ying Bing said this, her tone didn’t sound like her usual self, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with an unusual light.
“??”
Li Mo felt something was off, and the more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
Why did that sound so familiar yet so out of place?
He almost thought he hadn’t crossed over at all.
But with her celestial beauty, it was hard to resist, making Li Mo forget about the oddity.
Time passed.
Gradually, it approached midnight. The river breeze was chilly, the moon was dark, and the boat had reached the heart of the river.
“Hahaha... I didn’t want to act, but you all had the audacity to capture the river god’s kin. I have no choice but to feed you to the fish!”
“Madman, you’re harming others and making excuses. You’re asking for death!”
“Are you alright?!”
Suddenly, loud voices erupted outside.
Though Li Mo was inexperienced, he didn’t dare to sleep too deeply. Frowning, he got up and peeked outside.
He saw that the group of bodyguards, who had been dressed as such, had drawn their swords, their aura fierce.
A striking young lady had transformed into a formidable figure, wielding a hammer and smashing down with ferocity.
The boatman and crew turned pale, trembling like leaves in the wind.
“Is there a problem?”
Li Mo’s lips twitched.
He had imagined himself as a hero saving a damsel in distress, but instead, he found a beautiful woman ready to smash someone’s head in.
The world of martial arts was indeed different from what he had imagined!
Before he could think further, he leaped out of the carriage.
Clang—
Dong Ge Yu had thought she could subdue the boatman first, but unexpectedly, the other end of the hammer sent a powerful shockwave back at her.
She staggered back six steps before regaining her balance, her palms stinging, and looked up to see the young man named Li Mo.
Their group had been on guard, yet Li Mo hadn’t been knocked out by the boatman?
“What are you doing?”
“Naturally, I’m stopping you from committing murder. You were once a beauty, yet now you’ve become a water bandit!”
“Are you stupid? Do I look like a bandit?”
As she spoke, a black line appeared on her forehead.
She realized Li Mo was looking at the hammer in her hand as if to say, “Who uses that as a proper weapon?”
“Why don’t you take a look at what weapon you’re using?”
Dong Ge Yu was furious, pointing at the boatman. “He’s the one colluding with demons!”
“Ah?”
Li Mo, seeing her trembling with rage, turned around to look.
A massive dark shadow was surfacing in the river, and the boatman, as if seeing a savior, spread his arms and shouted, “River God, you’ve finally come!”
“...Sorry.”
Li Mo silently retracted his hammer.
No wonder they say the world of martial arts is deep; how could anyone make sense of the situation with just a few CPUs in their head?
“Forget it, anyway, that boatman is just an accomplice. We came to eliminate the demons, so please lend a hand later!”
Dong Ge Yu looked gravely at the shadow emerging from the water.
Li Mo had no objections. He had just misjudged a good person, and now they were all in the same boat.
Drip, drip, drip—
The shadow, larger than the ship, fully emerged from the water.
In the dim light, it became clear that it was a filthy, hideous catfish, lacking legs but possessing arms like a human.
“Second Uncle... where are you?!”
With a roar, it stirred up muddy waves.
Splash—
A large net suddenly fell from the sky, enveloping it. Dong Ao had made his move.
Leading the bodyguards, he pulled on a fishing net made of special materials. Seeing the creature caught, his expression turned grim.
This catfish demon was more formidable than they had anticipated...
Suddenly, with a loud crack, the fishing net burst apart.
“Return my second uncle!”
“Who the hell is your second uncle?!”
“A golden carp! Don’t tell me you haven’t seen it; it disappeared right here with you!”
Li Mo: “...”
What could he say? “Your second uncle smells good?”
“I’ve nourished my second uncle with my essence for years! If I eat it, I’ll rise to the next level! You all deserve to die!”
No wonder this cunning creature had lost its mind.
“This is bad; this demon is incredibly strong in the water!”
Dong Ge Yu stepped forward to help.
She quickly looked at Li Mo. “You either escape now or come help!”
Li Mo stood still, staring blankly as he raised his hammer.
Suddenly, he laughed—a bitter, gritting-teeth kind of laugh.
“Forget your dreams of slaying demons and heroes; I’m going to smash you!”
He leaped into the air, instantly reaching the struggling catfish in the net.
Bang—
The hammer’s wind tore through the air, the river water froze, then exploded upwards, sending the catfish crashing down into the water before being blasted back up, nearly flipping over.
This person’s hammer technique clearly lacked the power of the Tianzu’s legacy, yet it was terrifying!
No! It couldn’t even escape!
In a moment of desperation, it spotted a glimmer of hope.
In the carriage, a serene woman was hiding there, seemingly unfazed.
She must be someone important, right?
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