Unlimited priesthood

Chapter 122 Turnaround
"Old Zhong, are you dead or not? If you're not, get out here!"

Several small sampans were seen sailing towards the reeds, filled with burly men in tight-fitting clothes and short jackets, including Chen San, the manager of the Goldfish Gang.

However, he was just an accessory now, with a towering giant and several tall Goldfish Gang martial arts masters standing behind him.

They sailed into the reeds and surrounded Shenhe's small awning boat.

Shen He stood at the bow of the boat, a look of surprise on his face: "What's going on here, gentlemen...?"

"Stop talking so much nonsense!"

Chen San took out a portrait: "Have you seen this old guy before? He looks similar to you. He's a wanted criminal by the government. Anyone who sees him and doesn't report him will be punished as an accomplice."

Needless to say, the portrait depicts Liang Feng, the fisherman.

Although the drawing doesn't resemble him at all, the Goldfish Gang's target is definitely him.

It seems that yesterday's battle frightened those wealthy young men, prompting their backers to take action and hunt down Liang Feng, who had escaped with serious injuries, hoping to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

But he was already dead, and Shen He didn't want to dwell on it any longer, so he immediately shook his head: "I haven't seen him, I haven't seen him. If I had, I would definitely have reported it..."

"It's good to know!"

Chen San snorted coldly and headed towards other fishermen's homes.

But don't want to...

"slow!"

The towering man behind suddenly spoke up, then strode forward, bypassing Chen San and staring directly at Shen He, his cold, sharp gaze sweeping across him like a sword: "You, take off your straw hat!"

"..."

Shen He fell silent upon hearing this.

"Um!?"

The burly man's eyes narrowed, and his internal energy surged instantly.

"hold head high!!!"

But at that very moment, a dragon's roar rose up, and several small sampans exploded in response.

Everyone on the ship, including the burly man with the iron tower, was caught off guard and instantly exploded into mincemeat, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Only Chen San, who was at the rear, managed to escape the disaster. His face was covered in blood and he fell into the water, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the awning boat, not knowing what to say.

This shock lasted only a moment before being overwhelmed by intense pain. A tremendous pulling force and tearing agony came from the water beneath him, dragging him straight into the water, whereupon blood and bits of flesh floated to the surface.

On the awning boat, Shen He glanced at the large ship of the Goldfish Gang in the distance, then plunged into the water, transforming into a powerful current and speeding away.

His current cultivation level is only at the Gang Qi level. Although he can condense it into Yuan Qi and fight against third- or even fourth-level cultivators, it will come at a huge cost, and he may even perish.

After all, this is the real world, not the Shenwu Battle Network. We can't use those forbidden secret techniques and ultimate moves recklessly.

Therefore, Shen He decided to temporarily go into hiding.

Dreaming of becoming a butterfly is not easy; composure comes first!
Shen He fled into the water, and then a beam of spiritual light pierced the air, flying out from the large ship of the Golden Fish Gang and arriving above the reed marshes. Looking at the dilapidated awning boat and the floating flesh and blood, he thought: "Wasn't he supposed to have been severely injured by the Xie family's flying sword? How can he still have such combat power? Could it be... that I stumbled upon another immortal being?"

Having said that, he looked at the minced meat in the water, his expression becoming even more solemn.

"Such combat power is strong, not weak. It seems like a tough opponent. We need to send a message back for reinforcements."

Having said that, without pausing, he rode his spiritual light directly back into the ship and ordered the goldfish to start the large ship again.

……

This went on for several days.

In the fish market, a large crowd gathered in front of the notice board.

A minor official read aloud to the crowd: "This man is named Zhong Chuan, a notorious bandit and a fierce thug from the Five Lakes region. He disguised himself as a fisherman, but was surrounded and hunted by the authorities a few days ago and fled to hide in the lake. A reward of one hundred taels of gold is offered for his whereabouts..."

"This……"

"Isn't it Old Zhong?"

"A notorious bandit, a ruthless outlaw?"

"Really? That old guy is a notorious bandit?" "Of course it is! You don't know, a few days ago the Goldfish Gang searched the lake and sent a large group of men to his boat, but he killed them all. Dozens of heroes perished in the belly of the fish."

"It is said that he practiced a martial art called the Invincible Thunder Palm. With one strike, everything within a ten-mile radius, from tigers and leopards to ants and fleas, is reduced to ashes."

"You're talking about a god, right? Someone who can wipe out everything within a ten-mile radius with a single palm strike? Do you even know how big a ten-mile radius is?"

"If this old man has such abilities, how come he's stayed on the lake for decades?"

"Who knows what he's thinking? But then again, he seems to be petty. Not to mention Chen San, who went to find him with the Goldfish Gang a few days ago, he didn't even leave behind a complete corpse. And the Zhang family members who were eaten by Pig Dragon a few months ago, that was probably his doing too."

"That brat Zhang Tao, he'd always tease me for fun, so I took advantage of the night to give him a good dressing down!"

"Oh no, Brother Wang, your kid used to hang out with Zhang Tao all the time, could he also...?"

"That little bastard, I'll skin him alive when we get back!"

After a few words from the crowd, several fishermen turned pale, and some even dragged their young boys aside and beat them in the street.

"You little bastard, you little bastard!"

"Go find trouble, go find trouble!"

"Is Old Zhong...that person someone you can afford to mess with?"

"You're going to get me killed sooner or later!"

For a time, there was crying and shouting, and it was quite a scene.

And on the other side...

"Sir, you have excellent taste! This is a top-quality ship!"

Hundreds of miles away, at Jinhu Wharf, a boat captain was enthusiastically promoting his boat: "It's made of top-quality timber. Although it can't compare to those big boats, it can still withstand the wind and waves. Whether you're fishing on the lake or sightseeing, it will keep you worry-free. And the price is not expensive, only fifty taels of silver."

"Thirty taels!"

At this moment, Shen He, now dressed in a completely different style, carrying a sword and a knife, and resembling a chivalrous江湖豪客 (jianghu haoke, a kind of chivalrous hero), skillfully began to haggle.

"Thirty taels? No way!"

The boat captain shook his head repeatedly: "It will cost at least forty-five taels."

"Forty taels!"

"This……"

"Thirty-five taels!"

"Very well, forty taels, forty taels. Sir, you are truly a master negotiator."

"..."

A moment later, Shen He steered his newly purchased large awning boat, along with various supplies, back into Dongting Lake.

Although the imperial court, martial arts gangs, and local powerful families have extremely strict oversight of matters related to immortality, they are not yet all-knowing and all-powerful.

The same is true of Dongting Lake, which is a remnant of the ancient Yunmeng marshland. Its terrain is strange and its water veins are complex, stretching for more than 800 miles. Unless a high-level cultivator is invited, it is impossible for ordinary people to thoroughly search it.

The fact that the fisherman Liang Feng was able to hide for a century, living a carefree life without being captured, is the best proof of this.

Although Liang Feng is now dead, the "fisherman" can still live on.

Shen He decided to take over his job and continue his plan: to use the auspicious connection to Dongting Lake to attract cultivators, capture them, and extract information about the cultivation world from them.

However, this plan requires sufficient strength. If the strength is insufficient, it will repeat Liang Feng's mistake. Instead of capturing the cultivators, he was injured by their flying swords and died.

Shen He is currently only at the second level of martial arts, with insufficient Qi cultivation, and his strength is clearly lacking.

It still requires accumulation, and a period of time to accumulate.

So he decided to continue fishing and build up his skills!

Then, push open the door to that mysterious world.

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(End of this chapter)