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"Liusha River".

Fang Chang slightly raised his head, looked at the stone tablet that was stuck in the soil in front of him, and softly read out the words on it.

The members of Tianya Escort Agency, along with the chubby boy, gathered around upon hearing the sound and all looked up.

On the stone tablet were three seal characters engraved: Liusha River.

Below the seal script characters, two lines of smaller regular script characters are also engraved:

The vast expanse of shifting sands stretches for thousands of miles, and the deepest waters of the Three Thousand Weak Waters lie untouched.

Goose feathers cannot float, while reeds sink to the bottom.

Upon seeing this, Ma Dao and the others could not hide their joy.

After enduring wind and rain and traveling non-stop, they finally arrived at Liushajiang before nightfall.

Now, at least we no longer have to sleep in the wilderness and eat those hard, dry rations that are hard to swallow.

The Liusha River is adjacent to Xiangyang City, and its docks are frequented by merchants and martial artists from all over the world.

People come and go in an endless stream.

Over time, a market town spontaneously formed at the Liusha River wharf, which was named Yulong Town.

It is precisely because of the idea that it is a mixed bag, a place where all sorts of people live together.

In such a bustling place, finding a guesthouse to rest in is incredibly easy.

"Oh dear, we've finally arrived at the Flowing Sand River! I'm exhausted!"

The chubby boy rubbed his aching legs, his face full of bitterness, muttering complaints incessantly.

He suffered greatly along the way. He already had a leg injury, and without a carriage, he had to travel on foot.

At first, he wanted Tie Nu to carry him, but Tie Nu was seriously injured and unable to take care of himself.

He had been pampered and spoiled since childhood, and had never suffered such hardship before.

Therefore, he complained incessantly along the way, to the point that everyone was tired of hearing it.

"Now that we've reached the Liusha River, it's time to part ways. You should go find your sister as soon as possible."

Fang Chang glanced at him indifferently and spoke calmly.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the chubby boy shook his head vigorously, waving his hands frantically:

"My benefactor, I have not yet repaid your life-saving grace, how can I leave without saying goodbye?"

"I always keep my word. If I say I will repay your kindness, I will never go back on my word!"

"My benefactor, let's hurry into town and find a top-notch inn or restaurant. I'll treat you all to a proper meal!"

The chubby boy waved his hand, striking a pose of wealth and arrogance, and spoke with righteous indignation.

But deep down, he had his own agenda.

This sudden trip to Liushajiang was a secret escape from the old man.

In other words, Fairy Yao Hong had no idea that her foolish younger brother had come to Liusha River.

Now he has absolutely no way to contact Fairy Yao Hong.

If they were to separate from Fang Chang and his group now, and were to encounter some villains, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It should be noted that Yulong Town is not only a melting pot of all sorts of people, but also home to local gangs that dominate the area and act with impunity.

A heavily wounded Iron Slave was no match for him, a pampered young master who was clearly a fat sheep.

Fang Chang saw that the chubby boy was lingering and refusing to leave, and he knew exactly what the boy was up to.

But this is exactly what he wanted...

If you keep this chubby boy by your side, and if you happen to meet Fairy Yao Hong, you can use this life-saving grace to get her to introduce him to the Gu Sect.

Even if Fairy Shakes Red doesn't respond, he can still use the little fat boy's life as a bargaining chip to forcibly demand the spine worm.

With this in mind, Fang Chang saw through it but didn't say anything, nodding slightly as a tacit approval of the little fat boy's suggestion.

After discussing it, the group quickly entered the town.

The town was bustling with activity, teeming with people from all walks of life, including wanderers from all corners of the world.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of fish, and many vendors and fishermen dressed in tattered clothes set up stalls on the ground.

Although the Liusha River is full of silt, it is rich in many tenacious fish species.

Occasionally, fishermen will even be lucky enough to catch a precious fish that is quite beneficial to martial artists.

That's why, even though the Fish and Dragon Gang often oppressed the local people and collected all sorts of taxes, no one ever thought of running away.

Perhaps it was because Fang Chang and his group were carrying a coffin in a ostentatious manner through the city, and because they were traveling, they were all covered in dust and looked disheveled.

Therefore, as soon as they entered the town, they attracted the attention of many passersby.

Fortunately, although Tie Nu was injured, he was still a genuine ninth-rank martial artist.

Many people with ill intentions quickly averted their gaze upon seeing that there was a ninth-rank martial artist among them.

After wandering around for a while, they quickly found an inn to stay in temporarily.

"Is this your first time visiting Yulong Town, gentlemen?"

"Our fish is absolutely amazing. How about we set up a table downstairs?"

As soon as everyone settled the black coffin in the guest room on the second floor, the servant came up with a smile and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Ma Dao and the others were already starving, and since Little Fatty was treating them, they didn't need to be polite.

After a brief discussion, they decisively went downstairs.

The benches downstairs were filled with people, including many江湖人士 (jianghu figures), spouting nonsense and talking with great enthusiasm.

"Waiter, bring me all your best food and wine!"

The chubby boy was extremely arrogant; he had nothing but plenty of money, and he immediately produced a large silver note.

The servant had never seen such a scene before, so he hurriedly bowed and scraped, and ran to prepare good wine and food.

While everyone waited for the food to be served...

Fang Chang glanced at the notice posted on the wall of the inn.

[A martial arts contest to choose a husband will be held tomorrow at noon!]

The leader of the Fish-Dragon Gang, seeking a suitable husband, plans to set up a martial arts tournament at the Liusha River dock, inviting talented individuals from all over.

The top ten will not only have the chance to marry my daughter and inherit the Fish-Dragon Gang, but will also be able to board the ship and slay the dragon...

"A martial arts contest to find a husband? Or boarding a ship to slay a dragon?"

"Just as I expected, the news that a serpent in the Liusha River is about to transform into a dragon has spread far and wide."

"No wonder we see martial arts practitioners everywhere along the way."

"The leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang is quite a talent; he actually took this opportunity to find a husband for his daughter."

Fang Chang narrowed his eyes with interest.

His appearance quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Following his gaze, everyone looked at him with varying expressions.

"Young Master Fang, the food and wine are served. They'll get cold if you don't eat them soon."

"This fish is so tender, you should eat more..."

When Ma Duxiu saw the words "martial arts contest to choose a husband," his heart tightened immediately.

She quickly picked up a piece of fish for Fang Chang, as if trying to bring his attention back.

But the chubby boy standing to the side, oblivious to this, immediately asked out of curiosity:

"Huh? A martial arts contest to find a husband?"

"Why are you looking at this, my benefactor? Are you perhaps interested in it?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Duxiu visibly tensed up.

However, even she herself did not know why she was so nervous.

Almost instinctively, he didn't want Fang Changzhen to participate in any martial arts contest to find a husband.

Fortunately, Fang Chang quickly looked away, picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, then gently shook his head.

"I'm not interested in a martial arts contest to find a husband."

Upon hearing this, Ma Duxiu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Available in the next moment!

Fang Chang suddenly changed the subject, "However, if one could inherit the Fish-Dragon Gang, it might be worth a try..."