Chapter 55 A gentle murmur echoes across the river, the light boat has already passed countless mountains.

The Meridian Connecting Realm, as the name suggests, is about opening the Twelve Regular Meridians and the Ren and Du meridians.

According to the Martial Forest's divisions, opening every four of the Twelve Regular Meridians counts as crossing a small sub-Realm.

Once the final Ren and Du meridians are connected, one's cultivation reaches the Peak of the Meridian Connecting Realm.

Through observation, Yan Chu found that for the fifth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art, approximately every 2,000 experience points could break through one regular meridian. This conclusion might not be perfectly accurate, but it was roughly correct.

Now that he had opened five regular meridians, in terms of cultivation alone, he was already similar to the green-robed old man who had just died by his hand.

In fact, because the Nine Yang True Qi was extremely pure, he might even be superior to him.

Once he mastered the God Slaying Single Saber Strike, he could be considered an absolute powerhouse within the Fifth Realm.

"Add 1,000 experience to God Slaying Single Saber Strike!"

Yan Chu carefully sensed the changes.

His level in saber techniques was not low now, so the Entry Level of the God Slaying Single Saber Strike did not have too much of an impact on him.

However, the many variations of the saber moves within it were quite useful to him.

Reaching the Minor Achievement level of the God Slaying Single Saber Strike required 2,000 experience.

Add!

In the next second, the God Slaying Single Saber Strike reached the Major Achievement Realm.

It required 5,000 experience.

"Then add all the remaining experience!"

[God Slaying Single Saber Strike (Major Achievement 2041/5000)]

At this moment, Yan Chu's palm gripped the hilt of the azure nether saber.

In his memory, a figure practiced with a saber alone on a wasteland where heavy snow fluttered. As the figure flickered, the wind and snow seemed to dance for him.

Every strike was incredibly exquisite and full of aesthetic beauty.

Yet every strike contained killing intent, as if it could slay a god!

Shua!

Yan Chu suddenly opened his eyes. The figure in his mind merged with him, and the azure nether saber slashed through the air.

Rumble!

A row of dozens of large trees were all cut down by this single strike, and a cloud of dust rose in the forest.

"Phew..."

Yan Chu exhaled a long breath of turbid air. The Major Achievement level of the God Slaying Single Saber Strike was already above the subtle realm level of the Wood Burning Saber Technique.

Looking at the fallen trees and the corpses scattered in the forest, Yan Chu didn't care and turned to leave.

With his current strength, there was no need to hide himself anymore.

Even if the Gao Family found out and sent a large number of experts to hunt him down, he would simply take them all on.

But by then, they should probably be worried about themselves...

...

"Young Miss, what exactly is your relationship with that Young Hero Yan?"

By the banks of the Yang River.

He Xuan had wanted to take advantage of the time Yan Chu was hunting down Gao Yu and the others to persuade the Young Miss to board the small boat left on the river and flee quickly.

After all, the reputation of that "azure nether blade demon" was not good.

Rumor had it that this person was extremely bloodthirsty, taking lives at the slightest provocation. He had now almost become a public enemy of all Righteous Path figures in both Linshui Prefecture and Longhua Prefecture.

Moreover, what the other party had just said was far too shameless.

He actually wanted the Young Miss to help him vent his fire?

Who did he think he was? What was the difference between him and the Gao Family's eldest son?

Just another lecher! Just as despicable and shameless!

If he hadn't been intimidated by the other's Aura, he would have wanted to curse back just now.

Su Zhirou shook her head and didn't answer.

However, a hint of worry appeared in her gaze as she looked into the distance.

Although Yan Chu had displayed overwhelming strength, the opponent was the Gao Family after all. Who knew if they had any hidden killing moves or an ambush.

Suddenly, a look of pleasant surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes, and a smile bloomed, making even the night seem much brighter.

Yan Chu arrived stepping through the moonlight and landed lightly in front of the two.

He Xuan couldn't help but tense up.

"Who is he to you?"

Yan Chu asked directly.

"Uncle He was my former butler who watched me grow up. After my father passed away, it was he who protected me as I fled Linshui Prefecture."

"Oh! So that's how it is!"

Yan Chu nodded, then waved his hand at He Xuan, "Then you can leave now!"

"She won't need your protection anymore!"

"Ah? This..."

He Xuan was momentarily at a loss for words and couldn't help but look at Su Zhirou.

Su Zhirou pondered for a moment, then looked at him and said, "Uncle He, you should leave first. We'll meet in Longhua Prefecture City. Go find my aunt first."

He Xuan sighed inwardly and said:

"Alright then, I'll take my leave. Young Miss, take care!"

He wanted to warn Yan Chu with a few words, but the methods the other had just displayed filled his heart with fear, and he didn't dare to say another word.

Watching He Xuan walk away, Yan Chu's expression softened slightly.

"Let's go!"

He stepped onto the small boat by the shore.

"Where to?"

"To vent my fire, of course! Didn't you just agree?"

Yan Chu turned his head and said as if it were a matter of course.

"Ah?"

Su Zhirou's expression was stunned, and her fair face was once again covered in a red blush. She said hesitantly, "I... I'm not ready yet! Can... can it wait for a while?"

"What is there to prepare?"

In a flash, Yan Chu appeared beside Su Zhirou and picked her up with his large arms.

"Ah! Wait a moment!"

Su Zhirou's struggle was weak and powerless as she was carried directly into the boat cabin by Yan Chu.

A faint fragrance filled his nose, and strands of hair brushed against his cheek. It was like pouring a pot of oil onto a fire; the fire burned brighter and brighter, and the wind blew softer and softer.

The small boat rushed from the shore into the middle of the river and began to drift on its own with the current.

"You! Yan Chu... I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! You're bullying me... woo woo..."

A crisp and pleasant voice came from inside the cabin, echoing across the river surface.

"What kind of person am I? Didn't you know long ago?"

"You... I originally thought Great Hero Duan was open, upright, and honorable, but you only know how to bully me! It seems I misjudged you!"

"Oh? So you like that face? Simple, I'll just use my disguise now!"

"No! Don't!... It's better this way..."

"I mean you're so bad, not like how you acted before at all..."

"If a man isn't bad, a woman won't love him!"

"Don't worry, you won't regret following me!"

"I have never regretted it..."

The voice, as beautiful as an oriole's, grew lower and lower, gradually becoming soft and subtle, like a sob or a plea, the lingering sound echoing and never-ending.

The surface of the Yang River at night was calm, and even the fish seemed to have fallen into a dream.

But the air on the small boat grew increasingly hot...

...

Su Zhirou didn't expect the feeling to be so intense.

Although it was her first time, she was after all a Martial Artist at the Middle Stage of the Fourth Realm, so her stamina went without saying.

But in front of Yan Chu, in just one night, she was tossed around until she almost fell apart.

By the next day, boats passed by from time to time on the river, and she was able to have a good day's rest. Her food and drink were all on the boat, and the fish soup Yan Chu cooked was quite delicious.

Just as she was moved by Yan Chu personally cooking for her, the night brought her nightmare once again.

In this way, the small boat drifted on the Yang River for ten consecutive days.

The layers of green mountains on both banks receded, and time seemed to lose its meaning.

During this time, except for when boats passed by and Yan Chu would restrain himself a bit, at all other times when the two were alone, she would be posed in various shapes by Yan Chu.

For a full ten days, if she hadn't lacked the stamina and needed to rest every time, Yan Chu seemed like he could have gone on forever.

By the time the two returned to shore, her throat was completely hoarse, her whole body was limp to the bone, and she could hardly walk.

Without a few months of recuperation, she probably wouldn't recover.

And she had also transformed from a young girl into a tender and seductive beautiful young woman. Her mind was filled with Yan Chu; her hands were wrapped around his arm, and her heart was entirely devoted to him, not wanting to be apart for even a moment.

Truly:

The tender moans along the river never cease, the skiff has passed ten thousand mountains!