The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2964 - 2939: Responsible for the Kill, Not the Cleanup!

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Previously on The Unparalleled Sword Emperor...
The Venerable Lord of Thousands Treasures, a renowned artifact refiner, hosts an annual martial arts competition for his birthday. The winner gets a custom-forged divine weapon. This year, his divination reveals a "Nine Black Death Crisis," an omen of immense power but also a deadly fate for the refiner. Despite the danger, the Lord is determined to forge this god-slaying weapon, anticipating the victor of the competition.

On the vast earth of the Southern Continent, there is a river that has flowed unceasingly, said to have existed for fifty thousand years upon the Southern Continent.

This river spans more than half of the Territories of the Southern Continent.

Within the river, numerous fierce birds and beasts lie hidden, their cultivation varying in strength. Rumor has it that beneath this river lies a Dragon Palace, where resides a peerless old demon, a Flood Dragon.

This river is known on the Southern Continent as the Manwu River.

The terrain on the Southern Continent is hard to traverse. Even when warriors take to the skies, they easily lose their way, so many warriors crossing the Southern Continent choose to traverse along the Manwu River.

But the Manwu River is extremely perilous.

A legend has circulated for many years along the Manwu River: The living walk on the river’s surface, the dead walk its bed; better to enter the Corpse Burying River than the Manwu River.

The meaning of this phrase is simple: beneath the Manwu River, many demon beasts live, among which are some old demons of the Wending Realm. If a warrior accidentally falls into the Manwu River and goes under, none can resurface; they will all be devoured by the demon beasts within!

Of course, there are also many demon beasts that like to jump out of the water to attack passing guest ships, but these are in the minority.

...

Yellow Maple Tribe, Maple Leaf Pier.

Lin Bai and Ye Suxin walked side by side, with Lin Ye following closely behind.

The three of them arrived at Maple Leaf Pier together.

At the pier, hundreds of passenger ships were docked, ready to set sail, with quite a few warriors already boarding them.

On these passenger ships hung many flags and banners, such as "Tianbao Tower," "Longevity Pavilion," "Thousand Mountain Mansion," "Zhaixing Tower," and others, representing different factions.

Lin Bai walked to the pier, passing through the bustling streets, arriving under a passenger ship, where he saw an old man and directly asked, "Boatman, are you going to Fire Lotus Mountain?"

Before Lin Bai and the others arrived at Maple Leaf Pier, they had already inquired about the location of the Venerable Lord of Thousands Treasures’ mountain gate, which is at Fire Lotus Mountain.

The nearest route to Fire Lotus Mountain from here is along the Manwu River.

Warriors flying there relying on their own cultivation would take at least half a year.

If a Spirit Boat were to fly there, it would take three months.

But if following the current of the Manwu River downstream, departing from Maple Leaf Pier, it would only take a month.

The timing would be just right for Lin Bai and the others to arrive at Fire Lotus Mountain around the start of the Venerable Lord of Thousands Treasures’ birthday celebration.

Therefore, after inquiring thoroughly, Lin Bai and the others came to Maple Leaf Pier.

This old man, clad in a straw rain cape and holding an old pipe, raised the eyes under his bamboo hat to glance at Lin Bai and said, "Going to attend the Venerable Lord of Thousands Treasures’ birthday celebration?"

"Humph, the ship ticket is twenty thousand spirit liquid per person, no bargaining!"

"If you have no objections, pay the spirit liquid here, and you can board the ship!"

"In half an hour, our Zhaixing Tower’s passenger ship will set sail, and our destination this time is precisely the ferry crossing at Fire Lotus Mountain!"

The old man looked at Lin Bai and then looked at Ye Suxin beside Lin Bai, his eyes flashing with a bright light as he smiled and said, "Of course, our Zhaixing Tower’s passenger ship has a discount for beauties... only need to..."

Lin Bai chuckled lightly and said, "No need, for the three of us, a total of sixty thousand spirit liquid, here you go!"

As he spoke, Lin Bai tossed three jade bottles from his storage bag, each containing twenty thousand spirit liquid.

The old man caught the jade bottles, opened them to check, and upon seeing that the spirit liquid was no less, he smiled and said, "Alright then, take your tokens and board the ship!"

"But before boarding, I must remind you!"

"On the Manwu River, mind your own business! Don’t cause trouble!"

The old man tossed three tokens from his storage bag, each indicating the room number aboard the passenger ship.

With the tokens, Lin Bai led Ye Suxin and Lin Ye aboard the Zhaixing Tower’s passenger ship.

Ye Suxin said to Lin Bai as they walked beside him, "According to the information we gathered, among the forces on the Manwu River, the weakest is the Zhaixing Tower’s passenger ship!"

"It is far inferior to the Longevity Pavilion and Thousand Mountain Mansion!"

"And it’s also the least safe, frequently encountering demon beast attacks on the Manwu River!"

"Yet the ship tickets are still so expensive!"

Ye Suxin expressed some displeasure.

Lin Bai smiled wryly and said, "Well, let’s make do. We already went to ask about the Tianbao Tower, Longevity Pavilion, and Thousand Mountain Mansion’s passenger ships earlier; they were either already full or pre-booked!"

"After inquiring everywhere, only the Zhaixing Tower had available passenger ships!"

"Don’t worry, with me here, it will be fine!"

Lin Bai said to Ye Suxin with a light smile.

Ye Suxin nodded slightly, staying close to Lin Bai as they boarded the Zhaixing Tower’s passenger ship.

Once on the deck, Lin Bai looked up. Now gathered on the deck were thousands of people, though these warriors had fiercely savage faces, with some even showcasing their strong muscles, looking not to be trifled with.

As they saw Lin Bai boarding, their eyes lingered particularly on Ye Suxin.

In comparison to their attires, Lin Bai and Ye Suxin appeared like noble sons and daughters, while the other warriors resembled those from the slums.

It was no wonder their gazes lingered long on Lin Bai and Ye Suxin.

"Oh! Such a beautiful girl!"

"Yes, truly a rare beauty in the world!"

"Miss, may I ask your name? This journey to Fire Lotus Mountain will be lonely for a month, do you need company? I can serve you, haha!"

"Hahaha!"

These warriors began to tease as they looked at Ye Suxin.

Ye Suxin glared unhappily at these warriors.

At this moment, Lin Bai paused slightly, hearing the warriors’ flippant words and laughter, his gaze suddenly lifted, releasing a hint of killing intent that swept over the whole passenger ship.

Within Lin Bai’s body, nine types of sword intentions unfolded, enveloping the whole ship, as if a sharp sword hovered over every warrior’s neck, causing their laughter to stop abruptly.

As a result, sweat beaded on their foreheads, and they looked at Lin Bai with eyes full of dread and awe.

"Do you want to die?"

Lin Bai said coldly.

The crowd, too shocked to speak, looked at Lin Bai, their steps involuntarily retreating a few paces, eager to distance themselves from him.

At this time, the old man responsible for collecting ship tickets walked to the deck, looking at Lin Bai’s back, and said faintly, "On the Manwu River, don’t interfere in other people’s business or stir up trouble!"

"That’s the rule; didn’t I make it clear?"

The old man said, looking at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai glanced back at the old man, then turned with Ye Suxin into the ship, heading to find their room.

After Lin Bai left with Ye Suxin, the warriors waiting to set sail began chattering again on the deck: "Humph, what’s with the attitude? So what if his cultivation is strong?"

"Yeah, if you’ve got the guts, come hit me!"

"Coward, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, hit me, idiot!"

They coldly mocked Lin Bai’s retreating back.

Just then, from the dark cabin, a flying sword soared out, transforming into a long rainbow, shooting towards a warrior in the crowd.

With a slicing sound!

The flying sword slashed down, severing a shoulder from the person.

"Ah!" The warrior screamed miserably.

From the cabin came Lin Bai’s icy voice: "If you want to provoke me, go ahead! I, Lin Bai, always act; I kill and leave the burial for others!"

The flying sword cut off the arm of the most vociferous person earlier.

After severing the arm, the flying sword flew back into the cabin, disappearing without a trace.

The old man’s eyes flashed, stunned as he looked at Lin Bai’s silhouette in the cabin, a look of dread and fear on his face...