Chapter 490: Kr-Jin Palace Intrigue System (25)

Autumn was approaching, and the sea ship was nearly finished.

In the middle of the night, Xie Yang flew to the northwest on a Small Flying Saucer, released the Mining Robots, and left them there to shovel Niter.

Two days later, she went back to retrieve the robots and transported the obtained Niter ore, along with the recipes for Gunpowder and simple Hand Grenades, in crates back to Jingcheng, handing them over to the Third Branch in the name of the Holy Aunt.

Following the instructions in the Holy Aunt's letter, Third Master Xie and his son cleared the servants from the Farm; they didn't even bring their trusted aides, and the father and son worked personally to extract Niter crystals and synthesize black Gunpowder according to the recipes.

At the time, the father and son had no idea how widely this stuff could be applied; they only knew it was for self-defense as requested by the Holy Aunt. Before the sea ship set sail for its sea trial, they worked overtime to produce a batch of simple Hand Grenades.

After making them, they tested one, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Fortunately, this Farm was in the suburbs of Jingcheng and very far from the city area; when the "Boom—" of the explosion rang out, the nearby village thought it was an earthquake.

After the shock, Third Master Xie was ecstatic; the Holy Aunt was right, it really was a great item for self-defense!

With this treasure, was there any need to fear encountering pirates?

Half a month later, the sea ship was built, the water trial was successful, the servants who knew the water had achieved certain results in their training, and the self-defense weapons were fully prepared.

For the first long voyage, Xie Yang naturally had to accompany them.

Once the route was familiar in the future, she could let Xie Jing go on his own.

One week before departure, she shot a letter into the family study in the name of the Thousand-Faced Holy Aunt.

Seeing the glinting Flying Knife and the familiar letter paper, Third Master Xie guessed it was written by the Holy Aunt before he even opened it.

"What! The Holy Aunt is letting Yang Er follow Jing on the sea voyage? How can this be!"

Upon hearing this, the Third Mistress grabbed her fragrant and soft little daughter, unable to let go.

"The Holy Aunt intends to let Yang Er go out for training. Having practiced martial arts, not going out for training is like fighting on paper."

Third Master Xie was also reluctant to part with his little daughter; if she left, he wouldn't even have the heart to go to the teahouse to watch plays.

But what the Holy Aunt said in the letter was also right; for children of the Jianghu, if one wants to master profound martial arts, training is indispensable.

"But..."

"Mother, Yang Er knows martial arts, Yang Er is not afraid!"

During her days in the manor, she might have been busy gossiping, but she hadn't been lazy in her martial arts practice.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden Technique had already broken through to the sixth level.

As long as she wasn't facing a top-ranked expert in the Jianghu, she could still easily deal with ordinary people.

Not to mention she had the Robot Bodyguard, and the little gadgets she had secretly made while avoiding the heat at the Farm, such as the Chili Anti-Wolf Spray and the Mustard Riot-Control Spray.

If pirates came, there were also Hand Grenades.

With a set of self-defense items, her safety was guaranteed.

Xie Yang stretched out her chubby little arms, wrapped them around the Third Mistress's neck, and comforted her in a soft, milky voice:

"Yang Er also has Ning Gu; Ning Gu will protect Yang Er."

That was what she said, but the Third Mistress was still worried.

Third Master Xie: "Alright, there isn't much time; the real priority is to hurry and prepare more money and valuables for Yang Er."

It wasn't that he was willing to part with his daughter, but rather that he trusted the combat power of the Holy Aunt and her subordinates.

On the day of the family division, he wanted to expand the northwest side gate into a main gate, move the rockery, and replan the small garden.

As it turned out, the craftsmen in the manor had either been called away by the First Branch or were working for the Second Branch.

While waiting, he saw Ning Gu, who was always by his daughter's side, give a light kick and knock down the wall that needed to be demolished; then she flew up and kicked, pushing the rockery that needed to be moved several yards away.

Third Master Xie was dumbfounded at the time.

But afterwards, he laughed until his face wrinkled.

If the protector's martial arts were this strong, what about the Holy Aunt?

At that moment, he truly realized how lucky his daughter was to have taken a top Jianghu expert as her master.

Just like that, no matter how reluctant the couple of the Third Branch were to part with their daughter, they could only watch her board the ship with longing eyes.

Xie Jing's wife had originally wanted to go too and had already discussed with Xie Jing how to persuade his parents, but unexpectedly, she was diagnosed as pregnant half a month before departure and had to give up this opportunity.

However, she believed that as long as her husband's trip went smoothly, there would definitely be another chance to go to sea.

"Little sister, this is the silver your second brother saved up; keep it to buy good food on the road!"

Since the family had divided, the ranking of the younger generation had naturally changed.

Xie Yu took out the purse containing his pocket money and stuffed it all into Xie Yang's hands.

"Sister, this is what your third brother saved."

Xie Jue also gave Xie Yang a purse, though his was much lighter.

Who told him to be a glutton, always loving to go out of the manor to buy snacks; his monthly allowance would be almost spent within half a month of receiving it.

He scratched his head and giggled foolishly: "Sister, when you come back, Third Brother will have saved a lot and will take you to buy sugar figurines!"

Xie Yang smiled and accepted them all: "Second Brother, Third Brother, you stay at home and listen to Father and Mother, study hard, and don't be naughty; Yang Er will bring gifts for you brothers when she returns!"

"Father! Mother! Zhen Niang! Yu Er! Jue Er! Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my sister. If anything happens to me, I won't let anything happen to Yang Er!"

"Pah, pah, pah!"

"Stop saying unlucky things!"

The couple of Third Master Xie glared at their eldest son and waved their hands impatiently:

"Stop blathering, take advantage of the favorable wind and set sail quickly!"

"Be careful on the road, go early and return early!"

Waving goodbye to his family, Xie Jing, carrying the Compass and the Nanyang Archipelago Map that he assumed his sister had obtained from the Holy Aunt, picked up his sister and boarded the sea ship in high spirits, fully loaded with the specialties of the Great Ye Dynasty, and raised the sails to head south to the sea.

Six months later—

"Our Great Ye is still the best! Smelling the air of my hometown, all my ailments are gone!"

"Hahaha! That wasn't an illness, it was just homesickness!"

"Didn't you hear the doctor say that homesickness can be fatal if it gets serious? Thanks to the young lady's folk remedy, I never imagined that sour trifoliate orange could actually cure illnesses from the sea."

A group of sailors on rotation gathered on the deck, looking at the blue sky, the green sea, and the land faintly visible in the distance, chatting happily.

They were the servants who had set sail with Xie Jing half a year ago.

After half a year of life and training at sea, they had already become a group of experienced sailors.

In these six months, they had withstood typhoons, repelled sharks, and defeated pirates, yet they had almost lost their lives to an inconspicuous minor illness.

Thanks to the young lady discovering it in time and instructing them to drink more water infused with squeezed trifoliate orange juice and eat more soup made from dried vegetables, it did not worsen, but instead got better day by day.

The young lady is truly worthy of being the disciple of the Thousand-Faced Saintess; not only is she highly skilled in martial arts, but she is also kind-hearted and helps the weak and supports the fallen.

"Achoo!"

The wooden lattice window beside Xie Yang was pulled shut by Xie Jing.

"Don't let the wind blow on you, it's easy to catch a cold."

"..."

Her health was perfectly fine.

Back in the season of heavy snow, she had been lively and active while mining and practicing martial arts in the mountains of the northwest, let alone in the warm breeze of early spring.

It was Xie Jing, on the other hand, who had started suffering from homesickness the moment they left the borders of the Great Ye Dynasty, having diarrhea for several days.

The accompanying doctor couldn't diagnose any problem, and Xie Yang also checked his teeth and joints; it wasn't scurvy like the other sailors had, but he just had diarrhea whenever he ate, though fortunately, other than his complexion being a bit sallow, he didn't have any other discomfort.