Travel a Thousand Miles to Deliver a Head

Liang Qu picked at his ears, pretending not to hear the soldier's words, and went up to the top floor with Xiang Fangsu and Ke Wenbin.

The three of them walked down the corridor to the very end.

Xiang Fangsu bent his knuckles and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute."

Upon hearing Xu Yuelong's voice, Liang Qu leaned against the railing, enjoying the morning breeze, and looked down from the top floor.

The pale blue sunlight stretched across the water like pillars, gradually turning into shimmering fragments of silver, while the morning breeze, carrying a rich moisture, dispelled the sweltering heat of summer.

A fish leaped up, splashing water, its silver scales flashing, and then splashed back into the Great Marsh.

The scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

Only the rooms River Conservancy Office were on the top floor; the other Martial Master, including Yang Dongxiong and Sui Hongyan, had rooms on the floor below.

Liang Qu and others were positioned even lower down.

As for ordinary Martial Master, they could only sleep on the communal bunks below the deck. With so many men, they had no idea what it was like down there.

When will I be able to own a similar large ship at sea?

Liang Qu thought of the four beavers at home, assuming that their huts were already built and they were constructing boats according to the blueprints he had given them.

When I become a true Water Lord in the future, I will definitely ask the Beaver Clan to build me a real Elder Monk.

It must be bigger, more spacious, and more luxurious than the current ships, so that one can ride Red Mountain on the deck!

"Come in."

Xiang Fangsu pushed open the door and entered, Ke Wenbin in second, Liang Qu came in last.

A faint aroma of incense wafted through the air.

The room was a simple study, with various books and pages laid out on the long table in the middle, some open and some closed.

The unfolded part was covered with tiny writing, and next to it was a box of solidified sealing wax, several sealed envelopes, and an incense burner containing a large amount of charcoal ash.

Xu Yuelong sat behind the desk, wearing a plain-colored robe.

His face was visibly haggard, devoid of any color.

After a night of fighting, not to mention the burden and exhaustion brought by the Martial Saint Profound Weapon, he didn't have time to catch up on sleep during the day like Liang Qu and the others. There were a lot of things waiting for him to arrange and handle after the battle.

The tasks included the care of the wounded, compensation for the casualties, information integration, intelligence transmission, and the deployment of numerous scouts to the surrounding waters to prevent other factions of the Ghost Mother Sect from taking advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack.

You should even remember to remind a few restless guys not to go too far when stealing things on the island.

Even though being the deputy commander meant he didn't have to do everything himself, he still needed to receive and compile information and make decisions. Just now, he heard a knock on the door and got up to get dressed.

Xu Yuelong opened the incense burner lid, held a piece of incense charcoal in his hand, rubbed it to light it, and then stuck the red charcoal into the Incense Ash with his bare hands. Too lazy to cover it up, he half-closed the lid and yawned.

"Speak up, what is it? Spit it out. And what's that hanging around your waist? It stinks. I could smell it as soon as I came in. Did you three come to the island to search for treasure or to scavenge for manure?"

"It's a good thing I brought for the boss."

Ke Wenbin ignored Xu Yuelong's teasing and stepped forward to stack the pages on the long table, making room for him.

Xiang Fangsu took the opportunity to untie the cloth bag from his waist and spread it out on the long table, revealing a hideous human head covered in dust.

Disheveled hair, stained with black blood, clung to his face, making it almost impossible to discern his original appearance.

The severed neck was stuck to the clothes, emanating a faint smell of dust and blood, which even the incense in the incense burner could not suppress.

Xu Yuelong raised his eyebrows, his expression calm. "You're showing me this so early in the morning?"

"Boss, didn't you notice? This thing is still alive."

Ke Wenbin pulled out a dagger and held it between the teeth of the severed head.

Click.

The tip of the knife was bitten by a human head.

Many animals retain some activity after their heads are chopped off. For example, a venomous snake can still bite and inject venom within an hour after its head is chopped off.

But those were beasts, not humans! Xu Yuelong's expression finally changed. "You found them on the island?"

"Right!"

Xiang Fangsu recounted her experiences after arriving on the island.

This includes speculation about the identity and strength of the person in question, as well as the striking difference that it possesses no martial arts skills and only exhibits instinct and brute force.

Xu Yuelong picked up a calligraphy brush from the brush holder beside him, used the brush handle to part the strands of hair stuck together on the head, and saw the conspicuous wound on the skull.

"He is indeed Great Martial Master. The scar on his head was inflicted by Uncle Yang."

Xu Yuelong recalled what happened that night.

Unlike the two Grandmaster, the two Great Martial Master did not come back to life after their deaths. They assumed they were dead, and since the black aura was spreading rapidly, they left them alone.

Unexpectedly, the same anomaly occurred.

"Right?" Xiang Fangsu pounded his knee with his hand. "That means it's not just Grandmaster who can be resurrected; Great Martial Master can too, it's just that the time it takes to be resurrected is different, and their strength is also very average."

"We could only manage a draw against the Hunting Tiger Great Martial Master with Wen Bin and me, and we were easily countered by the Evil-Warding Method. A Shui subdued this monster with just two arrows."

Xu Yuelong nodded, pondered for a moment, and then waved his hand at his head.

Xiang Fangsu wrapped the head up again and tied it with a rope.

With the source gone, the smell in the study lessened considerably, but a faint, lingering fishy odor still remained.

"I know what happened. Quickly send your head to Zhong Shi, don't leave it with me. Open the window before you leave."

"Okay."

Xiang Fangsu chuckled.

The three of them opened the window and quickly left the room.

The top floor fell silent again.

Xu Yuelong put his hand to his forehead.

One wave subsides only for another to rise.

Are only Great Martial Master and Grandmaster capable of being resurrected? Xu Yuelong took out a pen and paper, wrote down all the key information from the conversation, and fell into deep thought.

The resurrection of Great Martial Master takes time; from death to resurrection, no more than one day.

Does this mean that the Wolf Smoke signals and the Galloping Horse Martial Master might also "come back to life," only for a longer period of time?

When the Black Mist dissipates, the island is full of living corpses?

The Martial Saint Profound Weapon is useful and fearless against Evil Qi. The Martial Saint personally controls it from a distance of thousands of miles away, but he doesn't want to use it a second time in the short term. Otherwise, if his vital Qi and Blood is drained again, it may damage his foundation and shorten his lifespan.

The more Xu Yuelong thought about it, the more troublesome it became, so he threw down his pen.

"Go to sleep, let Wei Lin do his work. I'm just the second-in-command, he'll take the blame."

The moment the thought of giving up arises, the world suddenly becomes vast.

Don't make things difficult for yourself.

The task of sending people to their deaths was Xiang Fangsu.

Liang Qu returned to his room alone and eagerly took out the Qilin Pill and the Wither-Bloom Twin Lotus.

Which one to eat first? A happy dilemma.

Each item is a priceless treasure, making it difficult to choose.

If placed in the River Conservancy Office, the precious medicines and pills that would be worth at least two or even three Great Merit could be exchanged for; if placed in the Celestial Ship Merchant Guild, they would be worth at least thirty items at auction.

After thinking for a while, Liang Qu decided to take the Qilin Pill first, and then consume the Twin Lotus.

He uncorked the tightly sealed jade bottle and poured out a large red pill the size of an eyeball.

Unlike ordinary pills that are round and smooth, this pill is shaped like a lion's head walnut.

Its surface has a reddish sheen and very prominent patterns, making it look like a beast head meticulously carved by a master.

Qilin Great Pill!