141: Chapter 141: The name of the sword 'Samukawa', the box

Listening to the two men, Chen Yichuan nodded and walked inside with an expressionless face.

He wanted to see what a Third-Grade Martial Artist from the Poison Snake Cult looked like.

However.

When he reached the deepest part of the Type A large cell, the result was very disappointing.

The Third-Grade Martial Artist named Long Wu before him had disheveled hair and emitted a foul, fishy stench.

His shoulder blades were pierced by several iron chains.

He couldn't unleash even a sliver of his martial arts.

Seeing this, Chen Yichuan was immediately disappointed and intended to turn around and leave.

But... suddenly.

Long Wu, who had been keeping his eyes closed and breathing faintly, suddenly opened his eyes and stared fixedly at Chen Yichuan.

"Hmm? You little bastard, are you the one guarding me this time? Hehe, to reach the level of a Second-rank Martial Artist at such a young age, not bad."

"Are you interested in joining the Divine Cult?"

Huh?

Hearing this, Chen Yichuan was stunned for a moment, his mouth slightly agape, as he looked around scrutinizingly.

"Did you two go too hard on him? You've scrambled his brains."

"Look, look, this guy named Long Wu is already delirious. Once this is over, I must report this to Prison Warden Shi."

Hearing this.

Captain Zhang Zhan and Wen Wu exchanged glances, their faces full of innocence, and they spread their hands to explain:

"Constable Chen, ever since Long Wu was captured and brought in, we haven't used any torture on him, let alone scrambled his brains; that's simply nonsense."

Hmm?

Hearing this, Chen Yichuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Long Wu with a serious expression: "Oh, that's fine then, it has nothing to do with you two."

"This guy must be an idiot!"

An idiot!

Whoosh.

Long Wu's anger flared up instantly, and he roared: "Your whole family are the idiots! Asking you to join the Divine Cult is doing you a favor. Just wait, in a few days, the Cult Leader will attack the Dungeon."

"When that time comes, kid, I hope you can hold out!!"

"Haha... haha, ah... you!"

Long Wu hadn't finished gloating.

Squelch.

A snow-white longsword instantly pierced through his chest.

Immediately after.

A sword technique resembling a crescent moon rising into the sky was instantly unleashed.

Thud!

In the next instant, the head of Long Wu, this Third-Grade Martial Artist, was instantly severed by Chen Yichuan using the Moon-Chasing Sword Technique.

Dead as a doornail!!

"Hmph, you what you? Too much nonsense, die for me!!"

Flicking the blood off the sword, Chen Yichuan's expression was calm.

The three people beside him, however, had faces that changed constantly, shocked beyond measure.

"This! Yichuan!! You actually killed Long Wu. Wasn't he the bait? If the Poison Snake Cult finds out... they won't fall for it."

Zhao Ritian spoke in astonishment, clearly knowing some inside information.

With a piercing gaze, he instantly looked at Captain Zhang Zhan and Wen Wu beside him, assuming a stance ready to strike at any moment.

Seeing this scene.

Chen Yichuan smiled slightly: "It's simple, just don't let them know."

"Then, I'll have to trouble you two to suffer here for a few days. Hehe... if anyone dares to walk out of this Type A large cell, that will be their fate."

Pointing to Long Wu in the pool of blood, Chen Yichuan walked straight away.

Only the two men, their faces full of confusion, remained, a trace of desolation flashing in their eyes.

They could only sigh deeply and stay put obediently.

At the same time, a system notification sound rang in Chen Yichuan's ears.

'Ding'

'System prompt: Killed a Third-Grade Martial Artist, Experience +1500. Moon-Chasing Sword Technique upgraded from mastery to perfection, rewarded with 1 point of strength, 1 point of constitution, and 3 points of agility.'

1500 points of martial arts experience.

Not counting the triple martial arts efficiency, one Third-Grade Martial Artist provided a full 500 points of martial arts experience.

This was much more convenient than hunting low-level beasts.

"Sigh, I kind of miss the days when I had the mingxin pill." Chen Yichuan smiled helplessly, his right hand subconsciously reaching into his chest pocket.

He was considering whether to take this mingxin pill.

After thinking about it, he decided against it; there were over three hundred people, it wasn't worth it.

"Open system panel"

[ Chen Yichuan: Male; Occupation: Jailer

Talent: Attribute Involution (Unique) (Growable)

Realm: Second-rank Martial Artist

Strength: 179

agility: 183

constitution: 178

spirit: 176 (Inactive)

Martial Arts: Cold River Wave-Breaking Saber Entry Level 0/100; Moon-Chasing Sword Technique Perfection 20/10000 (Can be taught, cooldown half a month) ...Collapsed

Free Attributes: 0

Current Location: Shuangjiang County Dungeon ]

183 points of agility.

The corners of Chen Yichuan's mouth curled up slightly. At the same time, he looked at the Moon-Chasing Sword Technique; being able to teach this martial art to others put him in a very good mood.

One hour later.

Team Leader Wu came to the Type A large cell, stumbling as he held a weapon.

Before he could speak, he smelled a thick, bloody stench.

Just as he was about to say something, a pair of large hands pulled him inside.

"The Master discovered a spy." Wen Wu cupped his hands, his face showing a stern look.

Hehe.

Seeing that the person who arrived was Team Leader Wu, Chen Yichuan waved his hand, signaling for them to leave.

"No? No, Constable Chen, I am not a spy; this is the item you requested."

"A total of seven green-quality longswords, and my apology gift, a blue-quality saber!!" Team Leader Wu gritted his teeth and handed over a pale blue saber from his waist.

The saber was pale blue all over, with many mysterious patterns carved on it.

It looked very much like a Tang Dao, very suitable for carrying around.

Chen Yichuan took it directly.

The next moment, a pale blue transparent panel appeared before his eyes.

[ cold river (Blue), Durability: 95/100, Effect: Attack +70, Water-element martial arts attacks doubled!! ]

Thud.

With the saber in hand, Chen Yichuan was immediately delighted.

"cold river, good name!!"

"Team Leader Wu, this saber is nice, but... was this taken from the armory? Giving it to me so blatantly, isn't that inappropriate?" Chen Yichuan feigned ignorance and smiled slightly.

Hehe.

Facing Chen Yichuan's words, Team Leader Wu felt as if his heart were bleeding, extremely distressed.

Despite this, he could only smile apologetically and agree: "Constable Chen, you misunderstand. This Tang Dao, named cold river, is an heirloom of my Wu family, not something from the armory."

"The weapons in the Dungeon armory are at most green quality, Constable Chen need not worry."

"As for 'cold river', it is an apology gift for you, Constable Chen. I hope you are magnanimous and will spare this little one this time."

Oh.

Hearing this, Chen Yichuan smiled slightly and calmly placed 'cold river' at his waist.

"Sigh, you have to admit, wearing it at the waist, the position is just right."

"Hehe, Team Leader Wu, you put in some effort." Chen Yichuan patted Team Leader Wu on the shoulder, smiling.

Phew.

Team Leader Wu breathed a sigh of relief, just about to ask if the previous matter could be considered resolved.

However, when he looked up, he immediately met Chen Yichuan's sorrowful and ferocious expression.

Gulp.

Seeing this, Team Leader Wu's heart immediately sank, and he silently thought, "Something is wrong."

After pondering for a moment, Team Leader Wu gritted his teeth.

He fumbled around in his chest pocket.

The next moment.

A beautifully packaged brocade box was presented before Chen Yichuan.