Chapter 378: Chapter 246: Leaving Him Powerless to Turn the Tide

That being said,

Chen Yi would never gamble with his own life. He was already gripping a bottle of Immortal Drunk in his hand.

With a single step, he was aboard the Painted Boat.

He tilted his head up slightly, his disdainful gaze sweeping over Lv Jiunan and Ge Muxiao until their eyes twitched. Only then did he turn and enter the Painted Boat.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, "The Black Magic of Poshisu Country has some substance."

"A pity it’s all for show."

Back in the East Market, Chen Yi had already discerned some of the secrets of Black Magic from that Evil Demon of the Illusory Sound Sect.

It seemed strange, but in reality, it was just a Cultivation Technique from the Evil Demonic Dao—unfit for the grand stage.

It likely involved using some sort of Secret Technique to plant an "Artifact" inside another’s body, then using True Essence to create vibrations for the purpose of long-distance control and assassination.

When cultivated to a profound Realm, its power would be further enhanced by tapping into the Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism.

To put it bluntly,

Black Magic was similar to Witchcraft and the Poison Dao, but it lacked their variety and practicality.

This was especially true for a Martial Artist like Chen Yi, whose Cultivation and Techniques had both reached a certain Realm.

Once he was on guard, trying to kill him with Black Magic would be next to impossible.

Seeing his brazen, disdainful attitude, Ge Muxiao clenched his fists, his eyes wide and practically spitting fire.

The explosive True Essence within him stirred, ready to erupt.

Beside him, Lv Jiunan appeared much calmer. He revealed none of his aura and showed no intention of making a move.

Only his gray eyes were grim and cold, a flicker of contemplation occasionally surfacing within them.

’The clothes on this man... they seem identical to the ones I just saw on the ’Sword Madman,’ Liu Lang?’

’Is he Liu Lang?’

’Or is he a Wandering Martial Artist who has achieved Spear Dao Perfection and Great Success Saber Dao, merely impersonating Liu Lang?’

Lv Jiunan couldn’t be sure.

Even though he was from Poshisu Country and knew little about the Jianghu of the Wei Dynasty, he had still heard of certain supremely talented experts.

For example, there was Xiao Jinghong, who had already reached Upper Three Grades Cultivation and Sword Dao Perfection at the tender age of twenty.

There was also Shui Hetong of Fengyue Building—a closed-door disciple of Immortal Bai, whose Fist Dao was said to possess the power to ’topple a thousand miles of mountains and rivers’.

And Hua Huixiang of Martial Arts Mountain, who had reached the Second Grade Realm at a young age.

But a Martial Artist like the one before him, who had achieved Spear Dao Perfection at such a young age, was a rare sight in any era.

If, on top of that, he also possessed Saber Dao at the Great Success Realm, then he would be rarer still.

He would be nearly on par with Xiao Jinghong, renowned for his Spear and Sword Dual Mastery.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Lv Jiunan concluded that this young Wandering Martial Artist was probably just wearing the same clothes as Liu Lang.

Thinking of this, he suddenly called out, "Liu Lang."

Chen Yi stopped in his tracks. He turned, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? You’ve met my brother Liu Lang?"

He was, of course, aware of Lv Jiunan’s suspicion.

But when he saw that they didn’t attack, he knew the two of them must be unsure of his identity—they were merely suspicious.

Fortunately, his reactions had been swift, and he had altered both his movements and his Techniques.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t even have had a chance to negotiate tonight; his only options would have been to fight or flee.

Lv Jiunan forced a smile onto his grim face. "I just had a very pleasant conversation with the ’Sword Madman’."

Hearing this, Ge Muxiao’s furious expression froze. He turned his head to look at him. "Big Brother, you... He..."

Lv Jiunan raised a hand to cut him off. "I am Lv Jiunan of Poshisu Country. May I ask for your esteemed name, brother?"

Chen Yi glanced at him, tilted his head up slightly, and said contemptuously, "Liu Wu."

With that, he walked deeper into the Painted Boat.

Lv Jiunan watched him go, his brow furrowed as he silently repeated the name Liu Wu.

’That’s obviously a fake name.’

’But that won’t stop me from having someone look into it.’

After all, a Wandering Martial Artist who had reached Spear Dao Perfection couldn’t possibly be a nobody.

Chen Yi, naturally, was unaware of Lv Jiunan’s thoughts. After entering the Painted Boat, he scanned his surroundings, his gaze landing on the two young men.

One of them was handsome, dressed in black brocade with silver thread embroidering his cuffs and sash. He carried himself with an air of nobility.

The second was dressed as a scholar in a long, grayish-white robe and a square cap. His features were plain, but his eyes were calm and steady.

After sizing them up, Chen Yi held out his hand. "Hand over the silver."

The black-robed Liu Taoyao was also studying him. Seeing how direct he was, he gestured to the young man by his side. "Shichang."

The young man took out several silver notes from his sleeve and silently placed them in Liu Taoyao’s hand.

Liu Taoyao took them and placed them directly into Chen Yi’s hand, saying with a smile, "I am Liu Taoyao."

"Brother Liu Wu, there have been many misunderstandings tonight. I hope you can forgive us."

Chen Yi took the silver notes and counted them. "It’s a good thing I have some skill. Anyone else would have already been killed by those Poshisu Country scoundrels just now."

Sensing that Lv Jiunan and Ge Muxiao had entered behind him, he rested his palm on the Five-section Spear on his forearm and continued,

"Liu Taoyao, is it? Take a piece of advice from me: people from foreign lands don’t understand benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, or integrity. It’s best to have little to do with them."

"You—!"

Before Ge Muxiao and Lv Jiunan could speak, Liu Taoyao stopped them with a look and smiled at Chen Yi.

"I will take Brother Liu’s lesson to heart."

After a pause, he added with a smile, "Since fate has brought us together, why don’t you sit and have a drink with us, Brother Liu?"

Chen Yi glanced at him, then jutted his chin toward Lv Jiunan and Ge Muxiao.

"I don’t care for people from Poshisu Country. You’ll have to excuse me."

Ge Muxiao, naturally, glared at him furiously.

Lv Jiunan, however, simply stared at him in silence.

Liu Taoyao exchanged a look with the young man beside him, their expressions complex and difficult to read.

But just as Chen Yi was about to leave, a clear voice rang out from the edge of the Quchi.

"Who was fighting here earlier?"

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