Chapter 30: Suppressing the Bandits

  "Wait---" cried out Zhao Jia, the red-clad girl.

  Lian Pingyuan turned his head and saw Zhao Jia, he was captivated by her beauty and couldn't speak for a moment.

  "Set sail for Shrimp Island." Zhao Jia ordered the old sailor.

  "This young lady, the pirate is not to be trifled with, you—" The old captain's words were cut off as a crimson light flashed around his face, and before anyone could see clearly, it vanished into thin air.

  The old captain felt a chill on his face, reached out to touch it, and found that the smooth and shiny cheek was gone, along with the thick beard that had accompanied him for over ten years. At this moment, the dark brown whiskers were scattered all over the place.

  "Set sail." Zhao Jia repeated.

  The old boat had some skills, but not a master, after traveling south and north for so many years, there was still some experience. Zhao Jia showed off his skills, he knew that this time he had met a superior person. However, Zhao Jia was too young and beautiful, thinking that this delicate little girl's skills were good, but when encountering fierce pirates, she didn't know how much she could play out, and her heart couldn't help but hesitate.

  Yang Yun watched from the sidelines for half a day, and his heart was already filled with joy. This is indeed a case of "when all roads seem to lead to nowhere, suddenly another village appears beyond the mountains and waters".

  I thought making a fortune was no longer possible, but who knew someone would come and deliver it to me again?

  Perhaps he himself was deceived by the rumors of his past life, and the wealth that Longfeng and others had obtained may not have come from the uninhabited island at all, but rather was plundered from the pirates on Xia Dao.

  Without himself, the Changfu drifted to Xiaoyu Island instead of the nearby Wugu Island. With Zhao Jia, this small master at the peak of Qi Refining stage, dealing with pirates was a piece of cake.

  Yang Yun saw that the old captain was hesitant and thought he still needed to add fuel to this matter, so he quietly pushed Meng Chao once.

  Meng Chaoren stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. "Since we know that the pirates are harming the islanders," he said loudly, "where is our justification for standing idly by? Miss Zhao's skills are exceptional, and although I am not talented, I have also practiced some martial arts. I am willing to follow her lead and help rescue the islanders from their predicament." With that, he let out a loud cry and used his Tiger Claw technique to pry loose a large wooden plank from the side of the ship.

  Meng Chao, although a scholar, has a tall and strong build, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, and even has a beard on his face, making him look more persuasive than Zhao Jia.

  The old captain was both surprised and delighted, never expecting that there would be two experts among the passengers on the ship. This increased their chances of defeating the pirates. He remembered the treasure mentioned by Lian Pingyuan and his heart began to burn with excitement. He hastily ordered the sailors to set sail.

  Lian Pingyuan saw the peak return and the road turn back, he was overjoyed as if in a dream, only knowing to constantly thank Zhao and Meng.

  On the way to Shrimp Island, Lian Pingyuan told the two people about some situations.

  There were originally fifty or sixty young and strong men on the island, but they were either killed by pirates who resisted them or died in an encounter with a white python while searching for treasure. Now only more than twenty people are left. Liang Pingyuan and others also figured out some tricks. The time from the initial rise of fog to midnight is relatively safe for treasure hunting. Yang Yun knew that this was because the white python was practicing at this time, and other times were extremely dangerous.

  The shrimp island fishermen usually take advantage of the dusk to row a small boat, tie the boat to the reef, and dive into the water after the fog rises. At midnight, no matter how much they harvest, they must retreat. After a year of fishing, there are fewer and fewer goods, and the pirates have shown murderous intent. The fishermen had to disperse in order to survive, hoping to find something to survive.

  Lian Pingyuan accidentally discovered the Changfu ship, he didn't dare to get too close, thinking that after midnight the white snake would come out, this boat would definitely not escape a disaster, hoping to remember the location, and the next day could come to salvage some wreckage.

  Unexpectedly, the fog dispersed ahead of time, and Yang Yun and others were seen swaggering with torches from the island, realizing that Bai E might have been cleaned up by these people, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, and he rushed over to seek help without taking back the small boat.

  Yang Yun quietly told Lian Pingyuan not to mention the matter of Bai E to the sailors. Lian Pingyuan was slightly surprised, seeing Yang Yun and Meng Chao being very familiar, so he agreed.

  The prawn island was northwest of the foggy island, and although only one sail was left, the Longfugang arrived there in just half a time, at this time the night was still thick, it was when the sea robbers slept most soundly.

  Under the guidance of Lian Pingyuan, the waters where Changfu was anchored were a blind spot for the shrimp island's pirate sentries. Under the cover of night, two small sampans quietly rowed towards Shrimp Island.

  The pirates have occupied the Shrimp Island for a year, and everything has been peaceful because of the existence of the Fog Island next to it. There are no shipping lanes passing through the Shrimp Island, so the pirates on watch duty just go through the motions, gathering in twos to drink and gamble, who would have thought that someone was secretly sneaking onto the island?

  Before the sampan reached the shore, Zhao Jia carried Lian Pingyuan and jumped onto the sandy beach. The two pirates who were keeping watch heard the noise and looked out to see what it was, but only saw a flash of red before losing consciousness and falling to the ground.

  Zhao Jia asked about the house where the Qinghai bandits lived, put down Lian Pingyuan, and kicked open the door with one foot.

  The pirates swarmed out in disarray, like an anthill drenched with boiling water.

  At this time, the crew of Changfeng finally arrived, and the old captain was so anxious that he jumped up and down, blaming Zhao Jia for stirring up trouble.

  But to their surprise, the captain and sailors all stared with wide eyes, only to see Zhao Jia's agile figure spinning around in a circle among the pirates, a faint sword shadow flying back and forth, cries of pain, clashing blades and bodies falling to the ground sounded together, in an instant there was not a single pirate standing on the scene, they were all lying on the ground groaning in agony.

  Zhao Jiaqi stood aside, her clothes fluttering, her hands empty, and she didn't know when she had already put the soft sword back around her waist.

  The captain and the sailors looked at each other, gazing at the knives in their hands, thinking about how cautious they were just now, as if facing a formidable enemy, but it all turned out to be unnecessary.

  Yang Yun and Meng Chao followed behind, they both knew that this trip was to make a scene. Yang Yun looked at the captain's surprised expression, his eyes almost popping out, and secretly laughed in his heart, "The wild girl is after all a sword cultivator, although she hasn't reached the stage of attracting aura yet, but in the martial arts world, she is still a top-notch expert, any sect would have to treat her as an ancestor. Dealing with these pirates is simply bullying. Hmm, I think she just wants to fight someone to vent her frustration. Poor guys, they're really unlucky."

  Zhao Jia's sharp eyes caught Yang Yun's expression of disdain and shaking his head on the side, and he immediately became angry, and the good mood he had just gotten from capturing the pirates was completely ruined.

  Lian Pingyuan was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he could hardly believe that the huge mountain that had been weighing on him for a year had collapsed so easily.

  The villagers of the fishing village came out in a hurry and saw this scene.

  "Yuanzi, is it you?" A sharp-eyed person spotted Lian Pingyuan and exclaimed.

  "It's me, everyone come and thank this heroine for saving my life." Lian Pingyuan's words were trembling.

  "Scarface is not here, he has gone to Haizhu's home!" a fisherman shouted.

  Lian Pingyuan's face immediately turned iron-green, and he picked up a steel knife from the ground and rushed towards the village. He didn't run two steps before suddenly stopping, his eyes fiercely staring ahead.

  A pirate was holding a young woman hostage, walking out of the village. His face had a long scar, revealing a ruthless and cruel expression. The dagger in his hand was pressed tightly against the young woman's neck, leaving a trail of blood.

  "Don't move!" Scarblade shouted, "or I'll kill her!"

  Everyone was stunned, Zhao Jia took out a talisman from her bosom, tore it open and threw it at the scar-faced man.

  The scar-faced man seemed to be staring at Lian Pingyuan across from him, but in reality he was observing Zhao Jia's actions with a sideways glance.

  Seeing Zhao Jia make a move, Knife Scar's violent nature erupted, and he grasped the dagger to slash at the young woman's neck.

  Zhao Jia's face changed in an instant, but it was too late to stop, and she could only watch with her eyes wide open.

  A coin suddenly flew out from somewhere and lightly hit the elbow of the scar-faced man holding a knife, then bounced to the ground, stirring up a small cloud of dust. Everyone was staring at the dagger, but surprisingly no one noticed.

  His face and arm went numb for a moment, his movements stiffened. Suddenly the Ding Shen symbol flew over, his whole body stiffened, unable to move.

  A young woman dodged nimbly and escaped from the scar-faced man's arm. Lian Pingyuan saw an opportunity and rushed over, his first knife chopping off the scar-faced man's arm holding a dagger, followed by a second knife that sent his head flying.

  The man with a scar on his face fell to the ground, and blood flowers flew high into the air.

  Zhao Jia frowned and dodged, the fishermen were stirred up with ferocity, and a dozen or so pirates who usually did evil were instantly beaten to death by the crowd.

  The fishermen were exhausted, and only then did someone remember to pick up the knives on the ground, thinking of killing all the remaining pirates.

  "That's enough!" Zhao Jia shouted with a hint of displeasure.

  All the fishermen immediately stopped, just now the scene of subduing Knife Scarface was too small a target, and when hitting the target, there was no movement at all, except for the dead Knife Scarface, no one knew. But Zhao Jia's petrifying talisman was too impactful, a white light flew out, and then fixed the whole person in place, this has already exceeded the understanding of ordinary people, and also exceeded the category of martial arts, in their eyes, Zhao Jia is no longer a female knight-errant, but should be classified as a fairy.

  The fairy gave an order, and the fishermen did not dare to disobey. Someone brought a rope to tie up the pirates in a string, among whom some people secretly punched or kicked them to vent their anger.