Chapter 576: A Fully Equipped Su Xing?

(PS: I will continue to release extra chapters tomorrow. My writing state these past two days has been simply excellent.)

What kind of person Su Xing is, what his essence is, what his personality is, what he wants, and why he acts the way he does—Huang Rong naturally did not know these many technical terms. However, she had been observing him all along. At first, it was for self-preservation and to understand why she had suddenly appeared in another world; later, it was out of growing curiosity and interest in Su Xing. By now, she was desperate to know these things.

She had a very strong premonition that if she could not understand these things, then in at most ten days or so, she would be parted from this extraordinary man forever, never to have any connection with him again in this life.

She... did not want that!

Their journey ahead was to head south, from the borderlands to the Jin Dynasty territory, from the Jin Dynasty to the Southern Song, and then by sea to Peach Blossom Island. If they traveled slowly, they could walk for a year, but Su Xing naturally could not stay in this world for long. According to Huang Rong's estimation, one month would be the limit of Su Xing's patience.

Huang Rong knew that this month would be her last chance to persuade Su Xing to change his mind, or at least to understand his thoughts and feelings.

The two traveled south from the borderlands, not entering the Central Capital, but following the main imperial road.

Su Xing did not appear anxious, and Huang Rong was even less so. She dragged Su Xing along to enjoy the scenery. In just two days, they had visited several scenic spots near the Central Capital of the Jin Dynasty. Since Su Xing was not short of money and Huang Rong was a pampered young lady who had never lacked wealth since childhood, they naturally ate, drank, and stayed well along the way.

This world was a "Lost World," but it was very different from others. Su Xing himself could not quite put his finger on what the difference was, but after arriving, he felt that this world seemed to have no connection to other dream worlds. It belonged to some independent system, so naturally, there was no pollution or nightmares, and he couldn't even establish a sanctuary here.

For him, this was an absolutely safe place; there was no need to worry about any external threats.

So, even if it was only for two days, Su Xing's mood relaxed.

Next, he would face the most dangerous, desperate, and difficult battle since he woke up from the dream world system. This battle had a high probability of being a one-way trip. Although he was determined, being able to enjoy a moment of peace before this battle was a comfort to him.

Sitting on a small boat, Huang Rong poled while singing a small Jiangnan tune, steering the boat into the depths of the reeds. From time to time, egrets flew out, and there were bird calls in the distance. Su Xing sat in the boat, watching all this, his mind calm and at peace.

Huang Rong steered the boat to the center of the lake. In the distance, one could see a golden terrace; that was the famous Dajue Temple near the Central Capital. Although it was nearly dusk, one could still see many figures and carriages from the lake, almost all of them high-ranking officials and nobles of the Jin Dynasty.

However, this world was not the Song Dynasty dream world. According to the timeline of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, the Jin Dynasty at this point had long been thoroughly Sinicized, and they were almost about to be destroyed by the Mongols. It was the end of the Jin Dynasty, yet it was also the time of greatest extravagance and indulgence.

Su Xing did not think about these things, just sinking into the scenery and tranquility before him. Huang Rong, giggling, did not disturb him. She entered the cabin, stretched out her fair hands, and set up a set of purple clay tea sets. Rolling up her sleeves, she began to brew tea for Su Xing.

On a small fire stove, a pot of clear water slowly boiled. Huang Rong first rinsed the tea set with boiling water, then discarded the first infusion before carefully brewing the second.

This tea was clearly of top quality. After brewing, the tea soup was golden in color, and a rich fragrance spread out. When it hit the nose, it turned into a faint, lingering scent. Paired with the color of the purple clay and Huang Rong's fair, white hands holding the teapot, even a rough man like Su Xing felt as if he were slightly intoxicated.

When Huang Rong handed him a cup of tea, Su Xing took a sniff; the fragrance was refreshing. He didn't care that the tea was scalding and drank it in one gulp. After a few seconds of daze, he exclaimed, "I finally understand what my father said back then."

Huang Rong took the teacup from Su Xing's hand and poured him another, asking curiously, "What did your father say?"

Su Xing said directly, "My father said that he drank a cup of tea brewed by my mother's own hands, and he knew that she was the only woman he could marry."

Huang Rong's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the teacup. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head, whispering, "What nonsense is Brother Su Xing spouting..."

Su Xing shook his head slightly. He stood up and walked to the bow of the boat, saying to Huang Rong, "How about you cook a delicious fish for me tonight, Rong'er?"

Huang Rong's face was still flushed, but she said happily, "Alright, but Brother Su Xing has a big appetite, so we need to catch a big fish."

"That's simple."

Su Xing reached out, but before he could move, a rough voice came from the lakeshore: "Hey, you man, bring the boat over!"

Su Xing looked over and saw a dozen gray-clad men shouting on the lakeshore. There were two small wooden boats being handled by them. Some of the gray-clad men carried ropes and iron hooks on their backs. The leader held two water-splitting daggers and wore a pitch-black garment similar to a monk's robe, while the four men behind him wore green martial arts uniforms, carrying knives, spears, whips, and axes respectively.

As they shouted and clamored, Huang Rong also walked out of the cabin. Some of the dozen gray-clad men immediately started yelling.

"It's that woman! She took out a gold ingot just like that!"

"So beautiful..."

"Grab her back, she'd make a good mistress for the stronghold leader..."

"Bring it over! Bring it over! Otherwise, Grandpa will just drown you right here!"

The dozen men clamored with filthy language. Su Xing looked toward them. Huang Rong was furious, but she immediately reached out and grabbed Su Xing, saying, "Brother Su Xing, don't move. This is the world where my home is..."

Su Xing exhaled and withdrew his gaze from them. However, he could still hear them shouting. The leader was cautious, whispering to the four green-clad men beside him: "What a sturdy fellow... It's lucky we're on the water. If we were on land, you lot might not be his match!"

As they spoke, the leader jumped onto a boat, took a bamboo pole from a subordinate, and pushed it hard toward the shore, sending the small boat flying toward Su Xing and Huang Rong's boat.

Su Xing ignored them. He reached out his hand to a height of about a meter above the lake surface, then pulled his palm upward. Instantly, a waterspout formed out of thin air. There was no wind or rain, yet this waterspout rose directly from the lake to a height of tens of meters in mid-air. Then, a white-gold fish nearly a meter long was lifted into Su Xing's hand.

Immediately after, the waterspout fell from the sky, splashing the center of the lake with water droplets and waves. However, these water droplets and waves could not enter the small boat at all, let alone get near Su Xing. When they were five meters away from him, they vanished into thin air, as if an invisible shield covered the entire small wooden boat.

*Snap!*

The black-robed man who was rushing over suddenly pushed his bamboo pole in the opposite direction. Because he used too much force and the movement was too sudden, the entire bamboo pole snapped, turning into countless bamboo splinters in his hands. Some even pierced into his palms and arms, leaving both arms covered in blood.

However, the black-robed man didn't even dare to look. The next second, he threw himself into the lake, heading directly toward the shore far away from Su Xing's boat.

*F***, f***, f***...*

If this black-robed man wanted to express his shock and disbelief, he could have shouted the word "f***" ten thousand times in one second.

What had he just seen?

Raising his hand and directly forming a waterspout!?

The water splashed and surged, yet it couldn't get within five meters of that wooden boat!?

If it were an ordinary person, they might just find it strange, but he was a martial artist himself and an expert at living on the water. How could he not know how terrifying and shocking this was?

Is this even a human!?

This is a god descending to earth!

Just that waterspout alone—if a ten-thousand-catty sea ship were hit head-on, it would sink immediately. And this was just something a person created with a casual wave!?

Dead, dead, dead...

All the black-robed man's movements were survival instincts. His consciousness was screaming that he was dead, but until he swam back to the shore, none of the attacks he anticipated came. The big man on the boat just watched him silently, along with his stunned subordinates and four apprentices on the shore.

The black-robed man's face turned blue and red. Ignoring his subordinates and apprentices watching, he knelt down before the big man on the spot and knocked his head against the ground three times, saying, "I, Sha Tongtian, thank the Immortal for sparing my life. As long as the Immortal has any instructions, Sha Tongtian will definitely do his best to fulfill them!"

Su Xing was silent for a few seconds. In his memory, he recalled who Sha Tongtian was. He didn't expect to actually run into a character from *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*.

He shook his head and said, "I didn't kill you because my companion didn't want to see blood here... Since you've said so, I will give one instruction: from now on, you are not to kill ordinary people again. As for martial artists, wealthy merchants, or high officials, that is another matter. Go."

Sha Tongtian opened his mouth but dared not say anything. He knocked his head nine more times, leaving his forehead covered in blood, and without caring about his terrified subordinates, he turned and ran toward the main road on the shore.

Su Xing watched the group of gray-clad men and four green-clad men flee in panic. He shook his head and suddenly said loudly, "Old man, do you want to eat some delicious food?"

After the words fell, Huang Rong looked toward the shore, but she didn't see anyone. Just as she was about to ask, a voice came clearly from the woods on the shore, from far away.