Chapter 1849 - 12: Old Smoke Gun

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After coming outside, he heard the sound of coughing.

When the coughing stopped, Lin Feng knocked on the courtyard gate and said, "Elder Old Smoke Gun, I was introduced by Uncle Jiangg Wenxiang. I wonder if it’s convenient to meet?"

"Come in!"

A hoarse and elderly voice sounded.

Lin Feng pushed open the courtyard gate and entered the yard. At this time, he saw an old man sitting on a wooden block in the yard. The elderly man was skinny, with sunken eye sockets and skin like the bark of an old tree, full of ravines. He held a dry tobacco pipe in his hand, smoking the dry tobacco.

This might be the origin of the nickname Old Smoke Gun.

"You want to cross the Thunder Sea?" Old Smoke Gun looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"Yes!" Lin Feng nodded.

"The fare is 30,000 source crystal stones. If you don’t have enough source crystal stones, you can use other treasures to substitute!"

Old Smoke Gun said.

This Old Smoke Gun is quite ruthless.

An open demand.

But who made Old Smoke Gun have the means to cross the Thunder Sea?

Of course, Lin Feng doesn’t care about the 30,000 source crystal stones.

He nodded, and said, "Thirty thousand source crystal stones is no problem, when should I pay?"

"You can pay when you board the boat," Old Smoke Gun said.

"When do I board the boat?" Lin Feng asked.

"Three days later!" Old Smoke Gun said.

"Alright! Three days later, I will come again. Junior bids farewell!" Lin Feng cupped his fists, then left.

He found an inn to stay in.

Lin Feng discovered that someone had already set their sights on him.

A lone young cultivator like him easily becomes a target for others, but Lin Feng had become accustomed to it.

By night, someone lurked in, intending to attack him.

Lin Feng disappeared from his room and arrived outside, standing on the rooftop, looking at the six or seven cultivators hiding there, he said indifferently, "What business do you have coming to my rooftop in the middle of the night, without sleeping?"

Several of the cultivators were shocked when they heard this. They turned around and saw Lin Feng appearing behind them, and their expressions became heavy.

At this moment, they realized that the person in front of them might be much more formidable than they had imagined.

"Attack together!"

A cultivator said coldly. After all, they had the numbers, and were confident against the young cultivator Lin Feng, hence they charged at Lin Feng.

Swoosh!

A flash of light was seen.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

The sound of tearing was heard, and one cultivator’s head after another was severed, their bodies falling to the ground.

"Retreat!"

Some cultivators hiding in the darkness saw how terrifying Lin Feng was and retreated.

Lin Feng glanced indifferently at the shop assistant who came out after hearing the noise and said, "Clean up the bodies, their things are yours!"

"Don’t worry, sir, I will clean it up thoroughly!"

The shop assistant grinned, showing no surprised expression at the sight of so many bodies, calm and composed, clearly used to such bloody scenes, as Treasure Mountain Island itself has a rather eerie feel.

The people here are also eerie.

Even an ordinary shop assistant should not be underestimated.

Time flied quickly.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Feng bid farewell to Jiangg Wenxiang and then headed to Old Smoke Gun’s place.

When he arrived at Old Smoke Gun’s place, he found that five people were already there.

A one-armed swordsman.

A mysterious person shrouded in black clothes, wearing a black straw hat, his appearance concealed.

A boy who looked only seven or eight years old, but clearly wasn’t truly a child, perhaps due to some strange cultivation technique his body hadn’t grown.

A handsome young scion, beside him a beautiful female cultivator in a purple long dress, seemingly with the handsome young man.

Seeing Lin Feng arrive, the group showed indifferent expressions, neither speaking nor stepping forward to greet him. Lin Feng stood in the corner, waiting quietly, feeling that more people might come, as Old Smoke Gun was smoking away, silent.

Just as he had guessed, it wasn’t long before another person arrived, the decisive woman he had seen before, her cultivation level deep and unfathomable, with a cold demeanor like an immortal from the Moon Palace.

"Everyone is here! Please pay your source crystal stones!" Old Smoke Gun said.

Everyone nodded and stepped forward to hand the source crystal stones to Old Smoke Gun.

"The Thunder Sea is not calm. Unlike the fleets of large commerce trades, where dozens or hundreds of massive warships gather together with full deterrent force, enabling smoother crossings, we are only a few people with limited strength, so crossing the Thunder Sea will inevitably encounter some strange occurrences. Do not lose your minds! Getting lost in the Thunder Sea is a terrible fate!"

Old Smoke Gun warned.

Everyone nodded and then followed Old Smoke Gun outside. They came to the seaside, where Old Smoke Gun waved his right hand, revealing a small, five-meter-long and two-meter-wide shabby boat to everyone’s sight.

The young scion frowned and said, "Are you letting us cross the sea on such a boat? It’s too simple, isn’t it? You’ve collected so many source crystal stones, what kind of ancient ship can’t you buy?"

Old Smoke Gun laughed strangely, "Over the years, even if the fleets of major businesses can’t guarantee absolute safety crossing the Thunder Sea, I know of at least ten accidents, including two complete losses, but in all these years, this little shabby boat has crossed the Thunder Sea without trouble!"

"Is the boat constructed from Purple Sun Shock Demon Wood?" Suddenly, the mysterious woman asked.

The woman clearly came from extraordinary origins.

She was also well-informed.

Lin Feng’s heart moved, "Is the Purple Sun Shock Demon Wood mentioned by this immortal the Divine Tree that became extinct during the Taichu Era?"

"Hmm!"

The woman nodded slightly.

If that’s the case, this small shabby boat’s origin is naturally extraordinary.

Old Smoke Gun said lightly, "The girl has quite the knowledge! Alright, everyone, get on board!"

They boarded the vessel one by one.

Then each found a place to sit.

Most chose to remain silent, except for the handsome young scion and his female companion, who occasionally exchanged a few words.

It’s vaguely heard that the young scion addressed his female companion as Junior Sister Chang Ying.

Chang Ying should be that woman’s name, and the woman addressed the young scion as Senior Brother Zhou Han.

Zhou Han should be that young scion’s name.

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