On the bank, Huang Lin wailed incessantly.
...
Xiao Shitō was stunned, never expecting Lin Zhao’s punch to be so strong, and so ruthless!
Not long after, people arrived from the town, several soldiers who had been drinking in the restaurant. Seeing Huang Lin’s pathetic state, one of the Tianchi Army soldiers asked, "Lin Zhao, what happened?"
Lin Zhao looked at him and said, "Huang Lin wanted to test his skills..."
"Understood."
The soldier naturally knew what had happened and immediately sent Huang Lin back to town with others.
...
In the town, the old Huang family manor.
"Young master... are you... are you alright?" a servant stammered.
"Come closer, take a good look..."
"Yes."
The moment the servant got close, Huang Lin suddenly slapped him across the face with his uninjured left hand, sending him stumbling against the wall. The next second, Huang Lin's face, like an enraged beast, turned red, and he roared, "Do you think I'm alright? Do you think I'm alright? Stop standing there like an idiot, immediately send a flying fish message to my cousin and tell him to come here and sort this out! Find that Lin Zhao and challenge him to a duel!"
"But..."
The servant was terrified, "There's only a flying fish message at the Tianchi Army camp in town. Sending a flying fish message costs a hundred Qingfu coins, which is no small amount!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Huang Lin abruptly stood up and roared, "Do you think I don't know what a hundred Qingfu coins mean? Do I need you to remind me? Do it immediately. As long as that bastard Lin Zhao can be killed, I'm willing to spend any amount of money!"
"Yes, I... I'll do it right away..."
...
Several days later.
A startling flash of light appeared in the sky, followed by a sword light descending into the town. It was a young man on a flying sword, dressed in immortal cultivator robes, quite handsome. After entering the town, he seemed very familiar, browsing the oil and rice shop and chatting with the owner. He then visited the weapon shop and had a pleasant conversation with the shopkeeper. He even went to the only brothel on the front street and chatted amiably with the girls there, even knowing some of their names.
The girls called him Little Yellow Sword Immortal, a young man who had left the town years ago and had now mastered swordsmanship.
Huang Yueran, Huang Lin's cousin, Huang Yan's son.
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The old Huang family manor.
Huang Yueran entered the manor with a box of pastries in his left hand and a pot of fine Apricot Blossom Village wine in his right, smiling. Seeing a woman approach, he immediately put on a beaming smile and said, "Aunt, long time no see!"
"Yueran!"
The woman was slightly taken aback. "Why are you back?"
"To see you all. Where's Huang Lin?"
"He's in the main hall!"
"Alright, you take these, Aunt. I'm going to talk to Huang Lin."
"Okay."
Huang Yueran slowly stepped into the main hall with his hands behind his back.
"Brother!"
Huang Lin leaped up, excitement evident in his eyes.
"Useless..."
Huang Yueran's expression changed, and he angrily said, "We're both at the second realm of martial arts, why are you no match for him? Defeated with one punch, you truly embarrass me!"
Huang Lin gritted his teeth, "Brother, I was careless. I didn't expect that bastard's fist to be so heavy... You must avenge me!"
"Hmph!"
Huang Yueran sneered, "For me, a dignified sword cultivator of the sixth realm, to go bother a martial artist of the second realm, I really can't bring myself to do it. If it weren't for your father's sake..."
"Brother... I'm sorry..."
Huang Lin gritted his teeth, "I've disgraced the Huang family."
"Hmph!"
Huang Yueran said, "Where is he now?"
"He should be fishing by Baiyu Stream."
"Understood."
...
Baiyu Stream, stone bridge.
The catch was good today. By late morning, two large fish had already been hooked. Combined with the haul from the V-shaped trap, he had at least three catties of fish for the morning. Whether braised or stewed, it would provide plenty of nourishment for himself and Xiao Shitō. So, Lin Zhao began practicing his punches with Xiao Shitō.
As they were practicing their punches, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky.
"Buzz!"
Near the stone bridge, the air was suddenly compressed, and then a huge cyan longsword crashed into Baiyu Stream, splashing water everywhere. Looking closer, a handsome young man stood on the cyan longsword, at least thirty feet long, squinting at Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitō, and sneered, "You are Lin Zhao?"
His heart pounding, Lin Zhao knew the visitor was not friendly. He immediately pushed Xiao Shitō behind him and said sternly, "Go back to town immediately and get people! Hurry!"
"But Brother Lin Zhao..."
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"Okay!"
Xiao Shitō turned and ran.
"It's too late."
Huang Yueran gracefully jumped from the hilt of the sword. His feet stepped on the water, yet he didn't sink. With a wave of his hand, the cyan longsword stuck in the water rapidly shrank, turning into the sword in his hand. He curled his lips and said with a smile, "By the time they arrive, you'll probably be nothing but a corpse."
Lin Zhao stood his ground, his fist intent flowing, unwilling to wait for death. He said calmly, "Can I know why?"
"My name is Huang Yueran."
"I understand."
"Clever!" Huang Yueran smiled slightly and said, "Children who leave this town, very few are as clever as you. It's a pity... clever children often die young. You, Lin Zhao, I met you a few times when you were a child. Back then you... tsk tsk, you were still an ant struggling to survive, anyone could step on you. Now you dare to provoke our Huang family?"
Lin Zhao smiled, "Otherwise? If others want to crush me into the mud, I won't even have the right to struggle?"
"You do, you do."
Huang Yueran walked on the water, sword intent swirling around him. He squinted and said with a smile, "How do you want to die?"
"I want to try not to die."
Lin Zhao let out a low shout, his blood qi surging. The power of a Qi Circulation realm martial artist was fully unleashed, and streaks of righteous fist intent surrounded him. In an instant, he no longer looked like the weak, bullied child from the town. Instead, he had the demeanor of a martial arts master.
"No wonder you could defeat Huang Lin with one punch. This fist intent, this cultivation, is indeed not easy."
Huang Yueran leaped lightly, raising his sword, and said with a smile, "But, I'm afraid you can't even block one of my sword strikes!"
He thrust out his sword, and the air was instantly filled with chaotic, dense sword qi that pressed forward.
Lin Zhao felt a chill in his heart. This was the first time he had faced such a terrifying aura. Without hesitation, he released all the true qi in his body. He felt the Fire Qilin in his blood rushing, guiding all the true qi to every part of his body. Just as Huang Yueran's sword descended, Lin Zhao's fist also met it head-on.
The next moment, countless dense sword qi condensed into a beam, heavily slashing across Lin Zhao's chest. Simultaneously, Lin Zhao's powerful fist, in a horse stance formation, heavily pounded on the sword qi barrier in front of Huang Yueran. A loud explosion ensued. Even a Purple Mansion realm sword cultivator as strong as Huang Yueran staggered, and his spiritual energy was slightly choked due to Lin Zhao's punch.
"How dare you!?"
Although Huang Yueran's sword heavily wounded Lin Zhao, leaving a deep sword mark on his chest, it didn't directly split him in two. For Huang Yueran, this was simply an insult. He immediately delivered a second strike, his sword light flashing past, engulfing Lin Zhao's figure and flinging him away fiercely!
"Boom!"
Baiyu Stream was instantly dyed red. Huang Yueran's sword qi could easily block Lin Zhao's punch, but Lin Zhao's punch qi was like a thin piece of paper, unable to block the opponent's sword qi at all. Under the opponent's second strike, Lin Zhao's protective fist qi shattered, and then his body was swept by dense sword qi, instantly covered in wounds.
...
In the water, Lin Zhao was severely injured. He gritted his teeth, no longer allowing himself to make any sound. At this moment, besides feigning death, the only option was to truly die!
"What?"
Huang Yueran raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Died so easily?"
He ascended into the sky on his sword, killing intent in his eyes. A cyan light instantly shot out from his acupoints towards Baiyu Stream. The next moment, it was like a cyan rainstorm descending upon Baiyu Stream. The sound of "pfft, pfft, pfft" was continuous, and water splashed everywhere in Baiyu Stream. Lin Zhao, deep at the bottom of the river, was once again severely injured, with blood holes appearing all over his body. But he gritted his teeth and endured, making not a single sound, holding on until he lost consciousness in the water.
"Huh?"
On the bank, Huang Yueran cocked his ear to listen to the situation in the water and sneered, "Died just like that, how boring."
Just then, Huang Yueran turned to look in the direction of the town and heard the sound of dense horses' hooves. He curled his lips, "Looks like it's time to go, otherwise if that old geezer Chu Huaixi catches me, I'll be skinned alive!"
Saying that, he mounted his sword and turned into a white light, flying towards the south of Tianchi Ridge.
...
In the town.
A troop of Tianchi Army soldiers was passing through the town towards the southern training camp. Three people were riding at the front. In the center was Chu Huaixi, clad in armor. To his left was Princess Chen Yu of the Great Chen Dynasty. To his right was an old man in armor, a long sword on his back, his eyes showing laziness and playfulness.
Ahead, Xiao Shitō came running, stumbling at every step.
"Commander Chu! Commander Chu!"
Xiao Shitō, disregarding the danger, quickly knelt in front of the horse troop and cried loudly, "Brother Lin Zhao is going to be killed, Brother Lin Zhao is going to be killed!"
"Hmm?"
Chu Huaixi raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Explain clearly, who is going to kill Lin Zhao?"
"By Baiyu Stream... someone who came down from a sword is going to kill Brother Lin Zhao!"
"What!?"
Chu Huaixi was furious. "Who dares to be so bold?"
"Sir, he's trying to escape," said the old man beside him, squinting towards the direction Huang Yueran was about to flee.
"Huang Tingyu!"
Chu Huaixi called out in a low voice, "Immediately set up the sword formation, seal the entire Tianchi Ridge, and do not let anyone leave!"
"Yes, Sir!"
The old man raised his hand and drew his sword. Instantly, a sword light shot up into the sky. The next moment, intricate array runes appeared in the air, enveloping the entire Tianchi Ridge.
...
"Bang—"
Huang Yueran collided head-on, and was bounced back into the scope of Tianchi Ridge by the sword formation, only a step away.
"You scoundrel!"
Chu Huaixi leaped from his horse. The aura of a tenth-level Sea Stepping realm martial artist erupted, turning into a thunderclap that swept through the air. He roared, "Who dares to kill Lin Zhao under my nose? Die for me!"
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