Eternal Saber-Chapter 287 - 11: Hermit Continent

The entire exchange was extremely brief, lasting no more than a few breaths.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a few martial artists had just rushed forward, only to be sent flying to the ground by Chen Tang's three punches and two kicks, their lives uncertain.

In the crowd, after a moment of silence, an even louder uproar erupted!

"Kill him!"

"Everyone together!"

"We don't need to act— I bet he won't survive today!"

Chen Tang observed the crowd around him, stirred and ready to act, knowing it was futile to try to explain anything now.

Woosh!

At this moment, amidst the noisy clamor, an unusual sound was mixed, extremely subtle.

"Hmm?"

If not for Chen Tang's cultivation of the Wind Listening Technique, this strange sound would have been drowned out by the surrounding voices, making it difficult for him to detect.

Chen Tang slightly turned his body.

He saw a dark light shooting towards him, emitting a faint fragrance.

Poisonous!

Chen Tang focused his attention.

It was a silver needle!

The next moment, the silver needle suddenly dispersed into over ten hair-thin poison needles, expanding the attack range instantly!

Chen Tang's pupils slightly contracted, and he abruptly shifted sideways, narrowly avoiding the close-range dozen poison needles.

This was no ordinary hidden weapon.

The concealed weapon was not only poisoned, but it was also tampered with!

Chen Tang didn't look at the direction where the poison needles scattered; instead, he moved towards the crowd.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he immediately knocked down a group of people. Amidst the chaos, Chen Tang reached out into the crowd, targeting a young man.

The young man appeared to be in his early twenties, standing with hands behind his back, his features average and unremarkable — the type of person one would forget after a glance.

Seeing Chen Tang charge straight at him, the young man appeared somewhat bewildered.

With a fierce look in his eyes and murderous intent radiating off him, Chen Tang brought his palm down violently towards the young man's head!

Seeing that Chen Tang showed no intention of holding back, the bewilderment on the young man's face instantly vanished, replaced by a cold calmness. He flung his hand towards Chen Tang in mid-air.

Woosh woosh woosh!

A barrage of hidden weapons flew towards Chen Tang at incredible speed!

Immediately after, the young man turned to escape, trying to vanish into the crowd.

Chen Tang snorted coldly, dropping to the ground to avoid the incoming hidden weapons, then swiftly lunged forward and struck the young man on the skull with his palm!

Crack!

With one strike, blood spurted forth!

The young man collapsed lifelessly on the ground.

In his hand, he was still holding a bamboo tube as thick as a finger.

If Chen Tang was not mistaken, the concealed weapon that initially exploded into over ten poison needles had been launched from this bamboo tube.

This item was somewhat akin to a blowgun.

The young man had just hidden the bamboo tube behind him, displaying a look of confusion and innocence. Chen Tang had indeed hesitated for a moment.

After all, it was only based on the Wind Listening Technique to determine the direction.

If not for that moment of hesitation, the young man wouldn't have had the chance to release that barrage of hidden weapons!

Moreover, the young man's attack evoked a sense of familiarity in Chen Tang.

Just after he had killed the young man, a commotion arose in the crowd.

The dozen poison needles had hit some people in the crowd, who fell poisoned, convulsing.

The crowd hurriedly dispersed.

In just a few breaths, the faces of several people had turned a purplish-blue, with a trickle of black blood at their lips—they were already dead!

Such a potent poison!

What surprised Chen Tang the most was the reaction of the surrounding people.

Despite the death of so many, under normal circumstances, the crowd would have been scared away.

Yet, there was merely a bit of unrest, with people stepping back a few paces, as if they were accustomed to it, unfazed by the death.

"Make way, make way!"

At this moment, a man and a woman squeezed through the crowd.

The man said loudly, "Clear out, it's all a misunderstanding. He's not a spy from the Divine Land; he's from the Shen Family. On his way here, he accidentally fell into the sea and we didn't expect him to return alive."

Saying this, the man and woman approached Chen Tang.

The woman whispered, "Don't give yourself away, come with us."

Chen Tang didn't recognize the two.

But up to now, he was completely at a loss, knowing nothing about this place.

Since someone stepped forward, he might as well go along with it, looking for a chance to glean some useful information from them.

Chen Tang remained silent, following the two as they headed out.

"Shen Family's people?"

"Why does the accent sound off?"

Doubtful voices still came from within the crowd.

However, as if the man and woman had some influence, the surrounding people did not impede them, allowing them to leave with Chen Tang.

"Thank you both."

Once they reached a quieter place, Chen Tang softly said, "May I know how to address you two?"

"You can call me Xiao Pu."

The woman smiled, looking at Chen Tang with some curiosity, and asked, "Are you really from across the sea, from the Divine Land?"

Chen Tang nodded.

Given his accent, hair, and attire were full of tells, it was better to admit the truth openly.

"I'm Brother Yin."

The man seemed not too pleased, tersely asking, "What's your name?"

"Chen Tang."

Chen Tang replied, asking, "Where are we going? Won't there be trouble from the deaths earlier?"

"There won't be."

Xiao Pu said, "On the Hermit Continent, people dying is all too common; no one cares. Eventually, specialized corpse collectors will handle the bodies."

Hermit Continent?

Chen Tang pondered, thinking of a possibility. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

In Wu'an County, he once encountered an assassin and learned some secret tales about the Dongyi Race from Qingmu.

The Dongyi people are most skilled in assassination, and these killers are known as Hermits.

It was said that back in the day, with nowhere to hide from Emperor Wu's hunt, the Dongyi Race set sail eastward, their whereabouts unknown.

This place called Hermit Continent might be connected to the Dongyi Race of that time.

Xiao Pu continued, "Our young lady wants to meet you."

By then, the three of them had already reached beneath that massive cargo ship.

Chen Tang looked up.

Such a colossal cargo ship; it would indeed be difficult to build and maintain without some capability at home.

In this era, the manpower and resources just to build one cargo ship were practically unimaginable.

"Let's find you something to wear, take a bath, and freshen up first."

After boarding the ship, Xiao Pu led Chen Tang to a room, instructing the servants to heat some water and placing a set of new clothes to the side.

"Are there any fruits or the like to eat?"

Chen Tang asked.

"I'll bring some in a moment."

Xiao Pu agreed with a smile.

In no time, two young girls came in carrying several plates of fruit, some of which Chen Tang had never seen, possibly local specialties.

The two young girls in the room wanted to stay and assist Chen Tang in his bath, but he shooed them out.

For matters like this, he preferred to do it himself.

Chen Tang inspected the room briefly, picked up several fruit plates, examined them for a moment, smelled them, and only ate after he detected no issues.

In this unfamiliar place, knowing nothing about the ship's owner, it was best to be cautious.

Shortly after, Chen Tang finished bathing and dressing, using a flood dragon tendon as a belt around his waist. He took a sharp small knife from the table, shaved his beard, and tied his hair into a bun.

He wrapped the flood dragon skin with a cloth, slung it over his back, tied a knot in front, and then pushed the door open.

A servant was already waiting at the door, leading Chen Tang to the top deck of the ship.