Chapter 107: Long Xiaoyun

Three Hidden Sleeve Arrows came straight at him.

No one could have imagined that this child, who looked less than ten years old, had already mastered the essence of "hiding a dagger in a smile."

At such a short distance, who could dodge these three Hidden Sleeve Arrows?

Yu Liancheng did not dodge; he simply reached out a hand, and the three Hidden Sleeve Arrows ended up in his grasp, no one knew how.

His expression did not change, and he even wore an appreciative smile: "Good, very good, worthy of being Long Xiaoyun. To have such vicious skills at such a young age, your future is truly limitless. If you become famous in the future, please don't forget us old seniors."

Long Xiaoyun's expression changed slightly, but a naive and brilliant smile appeared on his face once again: "If this junior could achieve even half of your martial arts accomplishments in the future, I would be satisfied, but that would all depend on your guidance, Senior."

This child was truly eloquent, and while he was speaking, two short swords gleaming with light had already appeared in his hands. No sooner had he finished speaking than he struck out with seven moves at Yu Liancheng like lightning.

Not only were his attacks fast and his changes swift, but the viciousness of his strikes would make even a veteran of the Edo feel inferior. Every move seemed to be driven by a deep-seated hatred, as if he longed to pierce a giant hole through Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng's body was as steady as Mount Tai, and he still wore a smile on his face, as if he hadn't moved at all, yet all of Long Xiaoyun's moves had missed.

The refinement of this martial art caused Long Xiaoyun's expression to change; he knew he had no chance of succeeding, so he withdrew his swords in one motion and said, panting: "This uncle, your martial arts are truly excellent; you must be very famous in the Edo."

Yu Liancheng smiled: "My name is Yu Liancheng."

Long Xiaoyun's expression changed again: "The 'Six Extremes Immortal Guest' Yu Liancheng, who is currently the talk of the Edo?"

Yu Liancheng nodded.

Long Xiaoyun's eyes lit up; he tossed the two short swords aside and looked at Yu Liancheng with reverence: "Xiaoyun admires the heroes of the Edo most of all and has always wanted to find a master to learn from. Please, you must take me as your disciple."

Yu Liancheng did not seem surprised: "What benefit is there in taking you as a disciple?"

Long Xiaoyun's eyes rolled: "I am the Young Manor Master of Xingyun Manor. Whatever you want, Master, I can find it for you. And I am very smart; I will certainly not bring shame to you, Master."

Yu Liancheng nodded: "Put that way, taking you as a disciple is indeed a good thing."

Long Xiaoyun did not wait for him to finish speaking and bowed down: "Master is above, please accept this disciple's bow."

The moment the word "bow" left his lips, three more streaks of black light shot out from behind his back; they were the ingenious and exquisite "Tight Back Lowered Head Flower Mounted Crossbow."

This type of hidden weapon is the most vicious.

When others bow to you, they inevitably assume it is a sign of respect and lower their guard.

Yet this hidden weapon is fired at precisely that moment, causing the target to be struck while caught off guard.

Fortunately, the person Long Xiaoyun was bowing to was not someone else.

It was Yu Liancheng.

With a flick of his wide cloud-patterned sleeve, he had already swept the three streaks of black light to the ground.

Long Xiaoyun's expression changed again, and he hurriedly deployed his light-body technique, wanting to escape through the window.

A child as vicious as him naturally knew the importance of light-body techniques, so he had never been lax in practicing them.

But just as he leaped up, he suddenly felt a pain in his leg, his True Qi was obstructed, and he fell from the air, landing dizzy and disoriented.

Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back and walked to Long Xiaoyun without haste. Before he could speak, the child struggled to his feet and lunged into his arms, a gleaming dagger in his hand.

Yu Liancheng tapped a finger against the dagger.

Long Xiaoyun felt a surge of energy rush from the dagger and instantly spread throughout his entire body. With a "clatter," the dagger dropped to the ground, and he slumped to the floor like a pile of mud.

Yu Liancheng waved his hand to unseal Lin Shiyin's acupoints and smiled: "Lady Long, I wonder if you still remember the 'Lianhua Treasure Mirror'?"

Lin Shiyin bit her lip, her beautiful eyes flickering.

"If you hadn't spoken earlier, Furen, this matter would indeed be a bit troublesome. After all, I have met Li Xunhuan once, and since you are a weak woman, it would not be proper for me to lay hands on you."

Yu Liancheng smiled: "Fortunately, Young Master Long has arrived. Fortunately, Young Master Long is not a good child. So, no matter how I torment him, it is only right and proper."

Lin Shiyin gasped: "What are you going to do?"

"I am just helping Furen recover your memory." Yu Liancheng smiled, not knowing where he had produced a silver needle: "A few days ago, I accidentally entered a Ghost Villa, a villa filled with lonely ghosts and wandering spirits."

"Don't look down on these ghosts and spirits; they were once masters of the Black Path who could summon wind and rain in the Edo. One of them was the Chief Hall Master of the Punishment Hall of the Seventy-Two Strongholds of the Black Path, known as the 'Ruthless Soul Chaser' Du Tiexin."

"Furen naturally wouldn't know this name, but you only need to understand that this man is most skilled in torture. No matter how tough a man is, once he falls into his hands, he wouldn't even blink an eye if he were forced to betray his own mother and father."

"I was quite interested in him, so I casually learned a set of 'Seeking Death Needle Technique.' Once the technique is applied, the prisoner feels such pain and itching that they long for death, hence the name."

"Young Master Long is in luck. In the past, everyone was very afraid of me, and they would say whatever I told them to. Until now, I have never used torture, and Young Master Long is the first person to taste the flavor of the 'Seeking Death Needle Technique'."

Yu Liancheng flicked his finger, and the silver needle pierced Long Xiaoyun's body.

Long Xiaoyun, who had been limp and weak, struggling even to speak, suddenly began to wail. His voice was incomparably shrill, his face twitched and twisted, and his cute little face became as distorted and ferocious as a demon's, with tears and snot streaming down.

Anyone could see that this Long Xiaoyun was suffering unimaginable torture.

Even an ordinary person would find it unbearable to see this scene, let alone Lin Shiyin, his mother.

She hissed: "Fine, I will give it to you. I will give you whatever you want, just don't torment Yun'er anymore."

"It seems Furen's memory is still quite good." Yu Liancheng smiled, but he did not remove the needle.

Lin Shiyin was sweating from anxiety, her face deathly pale: "Stop, quickly stop!"

Yu Liancheng smiled: "Since this is the first time I've used the needles, it is only natural to see it through to the end. It won't be too late to stop after I have performed the entire technique once. Don't worry, it won't take your son's life." Having said this, he pierced several more needles, making Long Xiaoyun's voice even shriller, his whole body trembling, yet he never fainted.

"You... you..." Lin Shiyin was almost on the verge of fainting herself.

"Of course, out of consideration for you, Furen, I can make an exception. Whenever you hand the Lianhua Treasure Mirror to me, I will stop," Yu Liancheng said leisurely.

"Fine, I will give it to you. Whatever you want, I will give it to you." Lin Shiyin hurried toward another small room.

Before long, Yu Liancheng had a small package wrapped in oil paper in his hand; the contents of the package were naturally the "Lianhua Treasure Mirror."