Chapter 816: Boatman
The crowd suddenly realized that Li Xiaofei was far stronger than they had initially assumed. Of course it was. The young man had calmly protected both the mute girl and the black dog throughout their journey. That composure alone said plenty.
Among them, Song Yu and the old Chancellor were the most shocked. After all, Li Xiaofei’s cultivation level had been about the same as theirs when they had first set out. But how long had it been? Yet he was already this far ahead of them.
“Many thanks, Brother Li,” the old Chancellor said, cupping his hands with a slightly embarrassed expression. A few strands of black water grass were still tangled in his hair.
Luo Ge circulated her cultivation technique to stop the bleeding. But she couldn’t regenerate her lost arm. There was a strange energy lingering in the wound, making it impossible to heal.
Li Xiaofei stepped forward, placed his palm over the stump, and channeled the energy of the Flame Saber. He purified the foreign energy until it was completely expelled. Only then did Luo Ge’s severed arm begin to regenerate.
Her face was pale, and a trace of fear lingered in her eyes. After all, watching her arm get devoured by that giant octopus-like water beast was a scene she would never forget.
“Thank you,” She said gratefully.
Li Xiaofei didn’t respond, but turned toward the old Chancellor and asked, “What’s our next move?”
The old Chancellor looked embarrassed and replied, “Let me think for a moment.”
He stared at the river, falling into a deep silence as if pondering something serious. At that moment, a strange change occurred in the Heavenly River. The injured water beast began to thrash about violently. It seemed that its blood had attracted something far more terrifying.
A dozen or so tentacles reached out from the water, gripping the riverbank tightly as if trying to escape from the depths below.
But in the end, the creature was forcefully dragged back into the depths of the river by an even more terrifying power. All of its dozen or so tentacles were torn off. Each tentacle was as thick as the combined arms of four or five grown men as it writhed and flopped across the riverbank.