Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 554 - 553: The Water of the River God Cave

Chapter 554: Chapter 553: The Water of the River God Cave

Su Yang felt the young boy’s eyes on him and watched as he spoke with a smile, "Big brother, we’re fine here. You just sit at the side of the boat and watch; it won’t shake too much!"

Su Yang smiled back, but at this time, the other boats began to rock violently. After all, the waves were not small.

And just as the young boy had said, their black-awning boat didn’t shake at all, remaining steady in the water.

However, this didn’t last long. It seemed like a large boat nearby had lost control due to the current and suddenly turned, heading straight for the black-awning boat.

"Ay ay ay!" the young boy shouted in alarm, but it was already too late—the big boat crashed directly into theirs.

The black-awning boat was too small, completely disproportionate to the large one, and began to rock immediately, looking as if it would capsize.

Su Yang frowned, ready to take action. Just then, the person who had been sitting on the big boat suddenly leaped up, rushed to the edge of the vessel, and jumped down. With a mighty kick on the edge of the large boat, they managed to push it back a bit.

Following closely, this person landed on the black-awning boat. Stepping onto the boat, they executed a move like a thousand-pound drop, stabilizing the vessel and saving it from flipping over.

Such swift and decisive action naturally drew cheers from around. By this time, the people on the Seven Great Families’ large boat were all looking over, especially the two men and one woman, who were all fixated on the individual who had intervened.

The young boy had narrowly escaped death and, though his face was deathly pale with fright, he quickly thanked the person, "Big brother, big brother, thank you, thank you!"

The person glanced at the young boy then at Su Yang but did not speak a word. They leaped back onto the large boat and took their seat once again.

Su Yang, on the other hand, was stunned. In that moment, he realized that this person was a woman. She was disguised as a man, her face hidden so her features were unclear. But there was no mistaking it—she was a woman!

As the school of fish swam past, the scene calmed down again, with the boats regaining their stability. At this point, the Seven Great Families’ large boat headed straight for the one that had been in trouble earlier. Feng Wenchuan called out loudly, "Friend, that was quite a feat. I am Feng Wenchuan of the Fong Family. Could I invite you over for a drink of spirit water?"

The woman didn’t even glance at Feng Wenchuan. The old man smoking a dry pipe onboard laughed heartily, "A mere trick from the countryside, how could it catch Young Master Feng’s discerning eye? We thank Young Master Feng for the invitation, but we have some urgent business to attend to. Next time we have the chance, we’ll treat Young Master Feng to a drink!"

Feng Wenchuan’s brow furrowed slightly, and someone beside him immediately spoke angrily, "Hey, old man, don’t be ungrateful. Our Young Master Feng is inviting you for a drink, that’s showing you a lot of respect. Are you planning to disrespect our Young Master Feng?"

"You misunderstand, young master. It’s just that we have pressing matters and really can’t stay, sorry!" the old man with the dry pipe quickly replied.

The man wanted to say more, but Feng Wenchuan raised a hand and said, "If the elderly gentleman has urgent matters to attend, then I won’t insist. Should the opportunity arise another day, I hope the elderly gentleman and this friend will come over for a sit-down!"

"Thank you!" the old man with the dry pipe responded with a bow, and Feng Wenchuan returned the gesture, giving the disguised woman another look before steering his boat away.

The remaining boats dispersed as well, and the young boy fished a stunned big fish out of the water, saying with a laugh, "Big brother, uncle, I’ll make you some fish soup!"

The young boy moored the black-awning boat to the riverside. After some preparations, he quickly concocted a pot of fragrant fish soup.

Wang Feng took a sip and said in surprise, "Wow, kid, your fish soup is really tasty!"

"Of course!" the young boy boasted with pride. "I was using a fish spear and making my own fish soup when I was seven."

"Impressive!" Wang Feng gave a thumbs-up. "When I was seven, I definitely didn’t have that skill!"

Su Yang looked at the young boy and suddenly asked, "Why did you learn how to spearfish at seven?"

The young boy replied, "Because when I was six, the water came up to my chest, and I couldn’t exert much force. When I turned seven and got a bit taller, it wasn’t a problem to go into the water anymore."

Su Yang sighed and asked softly, "How did you survive when you were six?"

Hearing this, the little boy’s expression turned somewhat bleak, and he said in a low voice, "When I was six, I... I could pick up some leftovers from restaurants to eat..."

"What?" Wang Feng was stunned. "Then... where is your family?"

The little boy’s face became a bit uncomfortable as he replied in a low voice, "They passed away... got sick and passed away..."

"When did that happen?" Wang Feng stood there, dumbfounded. He had originally thought that the little boy’s spear-fishing at the age of seven was a hobby. It was only now that he realized the little boy did it for survival.

Imagine that, a little boy, spear-fishing in the river to survive. Could such a situation still occur in this era?

The little boy’s eyes turned somewhat red, and he wiped his eyes with his hand and said with a smile, "Let’s not talk about these things anymore, big brother, have some fish soup. It won’t taste good once it cools down."

Su Yang didn’t ask any further, picked up the fish soup and took a sip. Suddenly, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

There was the same kind of Spiritual Energy in this fish soup as before.

Although this Spiritual Energy was no longer as bone-chillingly cold, the sensation was unmistakable.

Why was there such a presence in both the fish soup and the alcohol?

According to Su Yang’s previous speculation, this Spiritual Energy must have come from the ingredients. Does that mean the fish soup and the brewed wine contained the same kind of ingredient?

Brewing wine certainly wouldn’t involve fish, so could this Spiritual Energy have come from the water?

Su Yang looked out at the surface of the water and then shook his head, realizing that it was impossible. If Spiritual Energy were dispersed into a river, how diluted would it become?

Therefore, this Spiritual Energy must not have come from the water itself.

Then what could this common ingredient be?

After pondering for a moment, a thought suddenly struck Su Yang.

The little boy had mentioned that for brewing, they used Spirit Water from the River God Cave. These schools of fish were those that returned from the River God Cave when the River God left each year.

Thus, it seemed the issue must be connected to the River God Cave.

The fish grew up in the waters of the River God Cave, and the water used for brewing was also from there—the common link.

Could the Spiritual Energy be related to the River God Cave?

Now, Su Yang urgently needed Spiritual Energy to enhance his own strength, so this situation warranted special investigation. It seemed he would have to make a personal visit to the River God Cave.

After drinking a whole pot of fish soup, the little boy rowed the umbrella boat back to the ferry point. This time, Wang Feng personally left some money for the little boy.

Although the little boy repeatedly refused, Wang Feng insisted on leaving the money behind, and then pulled Su Yang away, also moved by the little boy.

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