490: Chapter 61 Peering In 490: Chapter 61 Peering In Fangyuan Square, doing business that caters to the whole world.
As long as the Silver Tael is sufficient, fulfilling conditions…
Fangyuan Square can achieve anything.
“Just ferrying people, no fighting?”
True Master Jun Shan, who had boarded the ship unnoticed, asked in a hushed tone with arms folded behind Shopkeeper Qian: “Isn’t Fangyuan Square known for doing all sorts of business?”
“Fangyuan Square does all kinds of business.”
Shopkeeper Qian turned around, smiling, and said: “But notice must always be given in advance.
The ‘noble’ person’s price only covered the Purple Green Treasure Ship ferrying you across the Qu River…
As for fighting, that’s a separate charge.”
“Tch, how mercantile…”
Shopkeeper Qian, far from being annoyed, simply smiled nonchalantly: “Esteemed Daoist friend, please show a bit of understanding…
Without rules, there is no Fangyuan.”
Under the blessing of Deng Baiyi’s talismans.
The delegation finished moving in less than half an hour; the carriages, scriptures, everything was transferred onto the Purple Green Treasure Ship.
Shopkeeper Qian raised his hand.
The great sail unfurled.
Pale blue glows sparked at the sides of the Treasure Ship, and with a roaring sound, it sailed upstream against the Qu River.
The Fangyuan Square’s ship, propelled by array patterns, advanced steadily even in the face of large river waves, but the patterns required a huge amount of elemental stones, hence the rental price was extremely high.
“This trip will take about three hours.”
Shopkeeper Qian bowed slightly and said softly with a smile: “If there are no other matters, I shall take my leave, gentlemen.”
He gracefully departed, heading into the cabin.
This Treasure Ship had many guest rooms, which had all been meticulously cleaned and were ready for lodging at any time thanks to sufficient Silver from the ‘noble’ person, but some quiet rooms were locked by array patterns.
Qian San closed the cabin door, the blue glow of the array patterns lighting up as he did so, completely ignoring the boarding guests and entering into a closed-door state.
“This guy really is odd.”
True Master Jun Shan couldn’t help but mutter: “Isn’t he afraid that someone will smash the Treasure Ship?”
“Fangyuan Square’s business rarely loses money.”
Xie Xuanyi was standing at the railing, watching the River Fog ahead and speaking softly: “Do you know why?”
True Master Jun Shan narrowed his eyes.
“Because the two Great Square Masters of Fangyuan Square are very capable.”
Xie Xuanyi lowered his head and smiled: “Whoever smashes the ship will have to pay the corresponding amount.
Qian San doesn’t want to fight because he just wants to do business, not risk his life.”
True Master Jun Shan also laughed softly.
However, what he found amusing was not Fangyuan Square.
It was the figures on the other side of the River Fog.
At the end of the fog, a few exceedingly faint shadows could be seen as the wind and waves rolled with a brittle sound of Sword Sound carried by the river wind…
No one was more familiar with this “Sword Sound” than Jun Shan and Xie Xuanyi.
“Only twelve people?”
True Master Jun Shan floated above the ground, his palms gently pressing on the railing, without exerting any force, but his expression darkened.
His usually smiling eyes were now icy cold and full of authority.
It was as if he was restoring the majesty of the Reincarnated Yang God, and he said displeasedly: “Foundation Establishment, Qi Control…
just one or two from the Cave Heaven Realm.
Aren’t they underestimating us if they plan to ambush the delegation?”
“I’d like to discuss something with the two Daoist brothers.”
Xie Xuanyi spoke softly.
The tall monk holding the golden rod turned his head slightly, already guessing what Xie Xuanyi was about to propose.
“These mangy dogs are nothing but nuisances, one person’s intervention is sufficient to finish this.”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly: “It’s just that Xuanyi’s Tao Rules still require some tempering…
May I ask the two of you to grant me this opportunity?”
“It suits me just fine.”
Miao Zhen said indifferently: “This monk simply wishes to enjoy the sights of Qu River and not provoke any trouble.”
“These people are not worth my sword.”
True Master Jun Shan snorted with a scoff: “Mr.
Xie, you really aren’t picky at all.
Since it’s , let this be your affair.
I’ll take a look at the scenery of Qu River.”
Xie Xuanyi pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: “…this time, I’m afraid you’ll have to step back a little.”
True Master Jun Shan raised an eyebrow.
River Fog enveloped the area, and twelve Flying Swords hovered above the water.
“Xuan Wu, do you see it clearly?”
The lead was a middle-aged Red Robed Monk, with his hands behind his back, looking displeased as he spoke in a low voice.
Beside him, there was a young Cave Heaven Sword Cultivator holding a snuff bottle, looking through the fog at the distant river view.
“Master, the fog is indeed very thick today.
Despite the Magic Artifact bestowed by the head of the sect, no matter what I do, I cannot see through the great array of that Treasure Ship.”
Xuan Wu looked somewhat frustrated.
He took a deep draw from the snuff bottle, his eyes clearing, and pupils even overflowing with a golden light.
But no matter how he looked.
The ship was enveloped in a bright golden color.
Xuan Wu suddenly became excited, the fog dissipating as the Treasure Ship slowly approached.
At the end of the golden array, he saw three figures standing at the forefront of the ship: “Master!
There are three people!”
The Red Robed Monk raised his eyebrow, asking hurriedly: “Which three, did you see clearly?
Is it a tall monk, a young man in black, and a child wearing a Daoist robe?”
Xuan Wu hesitated again: “I can’t see clearly, I can only make out three vague figures…”
The Red Robed Monk snatched the snuff bottle, taking a deep inhalation of the smoke.
He concentrated deeply, looking toward the ship.
“Rumble, rumble, rumble—”
The Purple Green Treasure Ship collided with the waves, and his Divine Thought instantly reached the edge of the array.
However, what he saw differed from what Xuan Wu described.
I can only see two people…”