Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 279: The Flying Swordsman's Sword
It is late at night and the moon is alone in the sky.
Li Muchan and the woman hurried along after landing on the island. The sound of waves crashing against the shore quickly faded away. Before long, they were immersed in the island's dense jungle.
Li Muchan stood with his hands behind his back and tapped his feet. His body rose and fell like a feather in the wind, floating and moving gracefully on the thin branches at the top of the tree, silently and lightly as if it were nothing.
He stood on a high place and focused his eyes. He saw that the road was covered with thorns, and many dead vines and strange creepers were twisting and turning, like entangled strange snakes, crisscrossing among the trees.
There were also many traps, and by the moonlight, one could see many skeletons trapped inside. Some had been dead for who knows how many years, their clothes tattered, their bones white and bare, only skeletons left. Others seemed to have died not long ago, hanging upside down in the air, their flesh rotting, emitting a foul odor, and crawling with maggots.
The woman was terrified. As she ran, she suddenly felt her body lighten, as if she was being lifted by a soft breeze. Her steps immediately became lighter. She quickly pointed the way, "Sir, it's just ahead."
Li Muchan looked at the clothing worn by the corpses and found that many were embellished with brocade and silk, indicating that they belonged to the wealthy or noble. Other corpses were dressed in tight clothes and holding swords, dressed like people from the underworld.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he said, "Strange, how could these people die here?"
The woman explained, "Sir, don't be fooled by the fact that this place is isolated overseas. It has a hidden world. Not only are there inns and taverns, but there are also casinos and brothels."
"Oh?" Hearing this, Li Muchan immediately became interested. "Could it be that there are still people doing business in a place like this? Then he is really stupid."
The woman said meaningfully, "Sir, you are wrong. Doing business in a place like this will not only not make you lose money, but you can actually make a fortune."
Li Muchan was stunned at first, then smiled, "Is there some secret?"
The woman said, "Just like the martial arts world of the Central Plains, with all sorts of people, good and bad, the sea is the same, with many people wandering all year round. Some of these people have never set foot on land in their entire lives, while others are some shady and influential people, such as some sect leaders, some veterans of the martial arts world, and high-ranking officials. They are greedy for fame and face, and cannot achieve a pure heart and no desires, so they are willing to cross the ocean and go overseas, just to seek a few days of happiness."
Li Muchan finally understood what was going on. It turned out that this was a den of infamy.
"That's not all," the woman said with a complicated expression. "Besides these people, there are also merchants on the sea who secretly transport and sell women from various countries, or strong men. There are also many rare treasures and martial arts secrets that can be auctioned here, but..."
"But what?" Li Muchan asked.
The woman replied, "But that was all in the past. The Central Plains martial arts world had experienced a series of disasters, and those people were too busy to care about such things. As for those who died, for example, that one was the second young master of the Jiangnan Hua family, that one was an elder of the Nanhai Sword School, and there was also a giant of the Northern Green Forest, a master of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency..."
This man listed dozens of well-known figures in the underworld like the back of his hand.
"These people have been missing in the martial arts world for many years, and their whereabouts are unknown. It turns out they all died here."
Li Muchan said thoughtfully, "Do you know who was doing business here before?"
The woman said, "I've only heard a lot of things from my brother, but I don't know the details."
Li Muchan pondered for a moment, his eyes dim, and he already had a guess in his mind.
Anyone who has such extraordinary means must be related to the Qinglong Society, and maybe even Gongzi Yu doesn't know it.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there must be more than one such den of brothel.
The two of them walked without stopping, talking as they went. After about three or four cups of tea, they reached the end of the jungle.
At the end is an extremely steep cliff, at least a hundred feet high, with vines growing on it.
But at this moment, Li Muchan suddenly stopped.
His casual glance froze, his gaze fixed on the middle of the cliff. He saw the withered vines snapped, and a sword mark, about four or five feet long and a foot deep into the stone wall, was shocking .
And under those vines, there are many sword marks hidden.
It seemed as if two top sword masters had once fought a decisive battle here, leaving traces on it.
Li Muchan's eyes were like cold lightning, and his gaze moved rapidly. While staring, he suddenly sensed something out of the corner of his eye, so he looked straight at the top of the steep cliff. Faintly, he could see a strange light flashing, cold and oppressive.
Surprised, he looked carefully and, with the help of the moonlight, he was able to make out that there were actually two swords stuck there.
The two swords were one on the left and one on the right, of the same height and level. The left one was an iron sword, and the right one was a sword held by a Fuso ronin. Both were sunken into the stone wall. It seemed that they had been there for some time and were almost covered by vines.
The woman followed Li Muchan's gaze and saw only pitch darkness, with the slightest hint of light.
Seeing that Li Muchan was fascinated, the woman couldn't help but ask, "Master, did you find anything?"
Li Muchan's pupils shrank and then expanded, his eyes gleaming with brilliance as he whispered, "That's the sword of the Flying Swordsman."
After hearing this, the woman froze in place, her face filled with shock.
At this moment, Li Muchan beside her floated straight up into the wind, soaring into the sky under the moonlight, without any support, and no sound of taking a deep breath was heard. There seemed to be a breeze flowing around his body, and he was shrouded in clouds and mist.
By the time the woman noticed, a figure landed lightly beside her with two swords in his hands.
Li Muchan was indeed not mistaken.
The iron sword among them is not a sword, but more like a piece of iron. Two pieces of bamboo are tied to the hilt, which is mottled and ugly, and has no hilt. It cannot be called a sword at all.
But this sword is the most famous sword in the world since Shen Lang.
Ah Fei's iron sword.
As for the other one, it was four feet long and no one knew what it was made of. The blade was actually stained with a layer of blood, which looked extremely ominous. At first glance, it was obvious that it was a rare weapon in the world.
The woman asked in surprise, "How did the flying swordsman's sword end up here?"
Li Muchan looked at the two swords in his hands and said in a deep voice, "Because he has met an opponent, and an extremely strong opponent, so he is fighting here."
The woman swallowed hard and asked, "Sir, who won?"
Li Muchan shook his head. "I don't know, but the strength of these two should be equally matched, with not much difference. Since no one has decided the winner here, they probably moved on to other places."
At this moment, a sharp and long whistle suddenly broke through the air on the island.
It was a spark of fire rising into the sky not far from them.
"Oh no, we're..."
The woman's face suddenly changed. She was about to speak when she saw Li Muchan's eyes narrowed slightly. He drew a circle in the air with his right hand. Suddenly, drops of autumn dew gathered from all directions around him and condensed into an ice cone that looked like a sword but was not a sword, which was visible to the naked eye.
As the ice cone was formed, Li Muchan raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and the energy broke through the air. The spark flew up a few feet, and was hit by a sharp shadow in the blink of an eye. It fell back and then exploded in the forest with a "bang", creating a ball of sparks and causing exclamations.
The woman was dumbfounded and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Li Muchan rolled up his sleeves again, and a whirlwind seemed to blow up from the flat ground, wrapping the two of them and heading straight to the place where the sparks fell.
