With the rise of my family, I can summon the Daoist Soldiers' Nest.

The Qingyuan Sword Sect group finally returned to shore safely. Thanks to the care of the elders who stayed behind, the moored boat was intact, and everyone boarded the boat to officially set sail back to Feiyun Ferry.

The moment they stepped onto the deck, Lin Ye and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to change their clothes and take care of their personal hygiene.

Having endured the elements on the island for over two months, and despite carrying some luggage, everyone was now disheveled and looked like a group of wild men who had just emerged from the deep mountains and forests.

Lying in the swaying cabin, gently bobbing with the waves, Lin Ye's tense nerves, which had been taut for two months, finally relaxed completely.

Looking back on the days on the island, especially before consuming the Azure Grass and breaking through to the first-class martial artist realm, he was almost the weakest member of the team.

At that time, they not only had to be on guard against attacks from poisonous insects and monsters, but also had to endure tremendous psychological pressure.

Now we are in open water, with an endless view and excellent visibility, a stark contrast to the perilous environment of the dense forest.

Even if attacked by the enemy, they can be seen from afar, providing ample warning time.

And so the ship sailed smoothly for four days.

With only one day left until they reached Feiyun Ferry, the atmosphere on the ship was no longer as relaxed as it had been in the past few days; instead, a renewed sense of vigilance had risen.

Half a day earlier, the fleet encountered a capsized and wrecked vessel while passing through a body of water, with several bodies floating around it.

Judging from the horrific traces at the scene, it was clear that the victim had been ambushed and killed by fellow travelers.

This is common practice in Raize.

In the struggle for those priceless spiritual treasures in Thunder Swamp, too many people have been tempted by the desire to gain something for nothing.

In fact, every time Raize opens, nearly half of the deaths are not caused by monsters, but by human beings themselves.

Lin Ye was in the cabin, meditating and circulating his inner energy to process the gains from the trip to Lei Ze, when suddenly, a rapid alarm horn sounded from the deck.

Lin Ye moved swiftly, leaping out of the cabin onto the deck, where he stood shoulder to shoulder with the elders, his gaze fixed on the distant river.

Four small, lightweight boats were seen cutting through the waves and rapidly encircling the larger ship.

"The visitors are hostile; prepare to fight!" Elder Liang Feiyu instantly discerned the situation and immediately gave the order.

To reassure everyone, Liang Feiyu glanced around at the sword sect members and added in a deep voice, "Don't panic. The opponent shouldn't have any innate experts present."

If they were truly innate experts, they would never engage in such a heinous act of intercepting goods on the river, much less deign to travel in such a small boat. In my opinion, it's most likely a small force, driven by greed.

These words truly resonated with everyone.

After all, everyone came from the Northern Han Dynasty, and what they heard most often was the saying that the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty were at their peak, and that those who were skilled in martial arts were as good as dogs, while those who were skilled in martial arts were everywhere.

Over time, they inevitably develop a sense of inferiority and fear when faced with interception.

Elder Liang's analysis was precisely to boost morale and dispel any fear of the enemy.

In fact, based on his personal experiences during this period, Lin Ye had his own judgment.

While martial arts flourished in the Tang Dynasty, innate martial artists were by no means commonplace.

Judging from the scene at Feiyun Ferry this time, there were only five Xiantian experts on the surface at the huge ferry crossing.

True top-tier combat power remains scarce; in ordinary battles, those who have acquired martial arts skills are the main force determining victory or defeat.

With this thought in mind, Lin Ye made up his mind. When one of the small boats approached within a hundred meters, he no longer hesitated. He lightly touched the gunwale with his toes, and like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit, he used the momentum to leap out into the air.

For Lin Ye now, a distance of nearly 100 meters is nothing more than a blink of an eye.

He lightly skimmed the water's surface, using the momentum to leap higher and land steadily on the bow of the attacking boat in an instant.

Although the small boat was seven or eight zhang long, it was indeed much smaller than the medium-sized boat that Lin Ye and the others were traveling on.

Besides the dozen or so martial artists, there were also some sailors on board who were responsible for rowing.

These attackers were not vicious professional pirates, but rather martial artists from a small faction, most of whom were between second-rate and first-rate in terms of cultivation.

In the Tang Dynasty, even third-rate martial artists could live a life of comfort and respectability, and would never do such a despicable thing as sinking a ship.

Their methods of raiding were often simple and brutal: either they would rely on their superior numbers to forcibly board the ship and kill the enemy, or they would coerce the enemy into handing over what they had obtained from Raize.

Therefore, when Lin Ye displayed his unparalleled lightness skill and landed on the bow of the ship like a divine soldier descending from the sky, the dozen or so martial artists on the ship were immediately stunned.

Clearly, no one expected that someone could fly across a distance of nearly 100 meters.

Lin Ye wouldn't give them time to react.

With a swift movement, he lunged at the nearest top-tier martial artist, sword in hand.

Although the man was startled, he reacted quickly. In the critical moment, he raised his broadsword and slashed down at Lin Ye, attempting to use offense as a defense and relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao.

Unfortunately, Lin Ye's speed was too fast. Before the broadsword could reach him, the tip of the sword had already accurately pierced the opponent's throat.

With his inner strength poured in, this attack unsurprisingly took the life of this top-tier expert.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Ye moved with ghostly speed, easily dodging the other two weapons that came slashing at him.

"What's the panic! He's just a first-rate martial artist, not a Xiantian! Everyone, attack together!"

Upon witnessing Lin Ye's move, the leader immediately shouted loudly, trying to regain his composure.

Hearing this, the crowd grew bolder and immediately swarmed forward.

However, Lin Ye, with his unparalleled lightness skill, moved around on the narrow deck, and everyone only felt a blur before their eyes, unable to even touch the hem of his clothes.

He specifically targeted second-rate martial artists, and within a few rounds, three of them had fallen to the ground.

Seeing that his men had suffered heavy casualties, the remaining warriors gradually figured out Lin Ye's tactics and began to cooperate with each other in an attempt to restrict his movement.

Just then, the Qingyuan Sword Sect's large ship approached.

Ning Wuji and Liang Feiyu, the two Supreme Elders, exchanged a glance, and almost simultaneously took to the air, treading on the water, and instantly landed on the small boat.

In an instant, two sharp sword beams, as solid as tangible material, shot out from the sky. Combined with Lin Ye's constant harassment from the side, they immediately threw this rabble into chaos.

In a short while, all ten-plus people on the boat were killed. Only two or three people, seeing the situation was bad, shouted and jumped into the water to escape.

As for the other three small boats that had originally flanked them, they were already wary when they saw Lin Ye's incredible skill in leaping a hundred meters.

Upon seeing the acquired sword light unleashed by Elders Ning and Liang, they were terrified and immediately turned the ship around, fleeing in panic in other directions.