The boatman looked at the sword in his hand and said:
"That's right. This sword is a Saint's personal weapon. Killing a Young Dragon is no problem at all. As for you..."
"You dared to put yourself right inside the dragon's jaws to deliver that strike. That was impressive, too."
Gu Qingshan cupped his hands. "Have we passed?"
"The test is passed as long as you kill the dragon. Which lists are you two hoping to take?" the boatman asked. "You can tell me now."
Leng Tianxing pondered for a moment. "I'd like to try for the Ancient Artifacts list."
The boatman clapped his hands. "Excellent. It really is fate. You can get off the boat."
"Get off?"
Leng Tianxing looked around. Apart from the small boat, all he could see was the vast expanse of water.
The boatman crouched down, plucked a Willow Branch floating and spinning in the water, and handed it to Leng Tianxing.
"This is an underwater ruin left over from the Ancient Times."
"Ten thousand years ago, during the Prehistoric Era, the Mountain God and the Water God fought here. In the end, both died in this place."
"This Willow Branch will keep you safe. Go down and bring up a few Prehistoric Relics."
Hearing this, Leng Tianxing accepted the Willow Branch and forcefully poured Spiritual Power into it.
The branch unfurled, drawing a giant hand up from the water. It gently cradled Leng Tianxing, then slowly sank back beneath the surface.
"Your turn." The boatman looked at Gu Qingshan. "Which list are you here to take?"
Gu Qingshan clasped his hands in a salute. "I'm here for the Sword Plucking List."
"The Sword Plucking List... You managed to thrust out that last strike, so there's no need for another test. I can take you