Chapter 423: Fly, Young Man (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Beiliang Prince Mansion.

Towering buildings stood in layers, a magnificent sight.

The sounds of strings and woodwinds drifted out from an exquisite and ornate room.

Outside the room, it was growing bitterly cold, but inside it was as warm as spring; the floor was covered with soft carpets, and there were some twenty beautiful young maidens dressed in light gauze, with slender figures and bare jade-like feet.

Some plucked and strummed, lightly playing the strings. Others rested their fragrant cheeks on their hands, singing in low, soft voices. Still others danced gracefully, their light gauze fluttering. Amidst the spring-like scenery, that snow-white, jade-like skin, even if only glimpsed in passing, was enough to make one's heart sway and lose control.

A low table was filled with delicacies and fine wine, and four jade-like beauties were currently serving the only man in the room. They either kneaded his shoulders or pounded his legs, snuggling into his arms.

These four were famous courtesans in Lingzhou City; in ordinary times, one would have to spend a thousand Golden Coins just to see them once, let alone have them serve someone in person, and so many of them together at that.

In normal times, they wouldn't do it even for all the silver in the world. It would damage the reputation they had built up, something no amount of Golden Coin could buy back.

But who could say why this was Lingzhou City.

In Lingzhou City, or even in all of Beiliang.

How many people could refuse the order of the Beiliang Heir.

Originally, the courtesans had thought that the Prince had returned from his three-year travels and was so famished that he had brought so many beautiful women all at once.

But in reality, the Beiliang Heir had them come to serve one person.

A man.

When they saw this man, the eyes of the courtesans lit up.

Never mind that the price offered by the Prince himself was tempting enough, just based on the appearance and bearing of the person before them, even without money, the sisters would be willing to let him be their guest, and might even be willing to pay out of their own private savings.

Surrounded by beauties, Yu Liancheng sipped slowly from a golden cup of fine wine.

As the saying goes, wine doesn't intoxicate a person, the person intoxicates themselves; his eyes seemed to be veiled in a hazy drunkenness, and he sighed long: "Drunk, I lie on the knees of beauties; awake, I hold the power of the world. How delightful, how delightful."

Xu Fengnian walked in with long strides at this moment and laughed: "Lying drunk on the knees of beauties is true enough, but Brother Murong, you are, after all, just a martial arts expert; how can you speak of the power of the world?"

"Wrong, wrong." Yu Liancheng shook his head repeatedly, as if he had heard a preposterous fallacy.

Xu Fengnian asked: "How is it wrong?"

"What do you think of my martial arts?"

"You can contend with Wang Laoguai of Wudi City."

"Today, I will teach you one sentence as a reward for your fine wine and beauties."

Yu Liancheng laughed heartily, his drunken state profound, yet he possessed an even more unrestrained and outstanding air, causing the beauties present to light up with interest.

He slowly opened his palm, which seemed to be able to encompass the universe and control yin and yang. As his five fingers rotated, his palm suddenly tightened into a fist.

"A fist is power; to hold a fist is to hold power." Yu Liancheng laughed heroically: "In this world, who has more power than me?"

"You must really be drunk!?" Xu Fengnian shook his head and sighed.

Fist strength might be linked to power, but power is by no means equal to fist strength; otherwise, the one sitting on the imperial throne right now would be Wang Laoguai, Wang Xianzhi. And the Beiliang King would be top-tier experts like Deng Taie or Cao Guanzi.

"If I am drunk, then so be it. It is only a pity that I did not encounter the Spring and Autumn War; otherwise, I would surely have turned everything upside down and let the people of the world know that a powerful punch is power."

Yu Liancheng's laughter grew more heroic; he picked up an ivory chopstick, tapped the cup, and sang loudly: "Who begs whom? The Spring and Autumn only obeys the commands of heaven and earth. Fate, who can twist the course of destiny? Who without whom? The chaotic situation is still determined by man..."

Although it did not fit the melody and the lyrics differed slightly from the Spring and Autumn War, it possessed a heroic feeling of breaking shackles and being completely unrestrained.

Xu Fengnian couldn't help but listen intently, and the courtesan beauties were even more captivated by his aura, putting down what they were holding and staring at him with bright, beautiful eyes.

The voice traveled far, and the Beiliang King, who was discussing military affairs with Li Yishan, suddenly paused, as if remembering something; he sighed long, his face showing a sense of desolation.

After the song ended, Yu Liancheng sat back down and let out a hiccup: "Satisfying! Satisfying! Who says that the times create heroes? I, for one, prefer that heroes create the times."

Xu Fengnian also came back to his senses, a smile forming on the corners of his mouth; this fearless Prince actually appeared somewhat sycophantic: "Heavenly Venerable, how is the food?"

Yu Liancheng nodded and said: "Good!"

Xu Fengnian asked again: "How is the wine?"

Yu Liancheng gave a thumbs up, then tilted his head back and downed a pot of wine: "Very good."

Xu Fengnian asked: "How are the beauties in the hall?"

Yu Liancheng laughed heartily, pulled the two nearest beauties into his arms, and kissed each of them; he was never one to restrain himself: "Excellent!"

Xu Fengnian also revealed a smile: "How about taking me as a disciple?"

Yu Liancheng slapped the table and laughed: "Hahaha, you little brat, you must be daydreaming."

Xu Fengnian's mouth twitched, and he slapped the table as well, shouting angrily: "You eat my food, drink my wine, and play with my people; isn't it just asking you to take me as a disciple and teach me a few moves? Why is it so difficult? You are so stingy."

Yu Liancheng wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "Kid, teaching you a few moves is nothing, but as for taking you as a disciple, forget it."

Xu Fengnian asked: "Why? Do you think I'm too old, or that my aptitude is poor?"

Yu Liancheng touched his chin and said: "That's not it. I have a few principles for taking disciples, and you don't pass the first one."

Xu Fengnian widened his eyes: "What principle?"

"Female. A beautiful female."

Yu Liancheng chuckled and picked up the wine pot to pour into his mouth.

These days he had been staying in the Tingchao Pavilion, cultivating with all his heart, and his mouth was becoming bland. Being dragged down by Xu Fengnian today, he naturally wanted to enjoy himself and be unrestrained: "Making me face a man all day, and having to touch and bump into him from time to time, I can't stand that."

Xu Fengnian nearly vomited blood.

He never thought that after wearing out his tongue these past few days trying to persuade him to take him as a disciple, it was for such a ridiculous reason.

Yu Liancheng shook his head again and said: "Besides, there are quite a few experts in this Beiliang Prince Mansion. There are those who use blades, those who use swords, and those who use spears; they are all First Grade top-tier experts. You can just find any one of them to apprentice under."

Xu Fengnian was stunned: "There are so many experts? How come I don't know?"

"The one who uses a blade is at the bottom of the lake, the one who uses a sword is under the Tingchao Pavilion, and for the one who uses a spear, ask your old man. But the one who uses a sword probably won't come out now, and learning the spear is a bit difficult, so the blade is the most suitable, therefore..." Yu Liancheng grinned and grabbed Xu Fengnian by the collar: "Fly, young man, fly to find your first master."

With a casual toss, the biggest playboy in Beiliang flew out horizontally and crashed into the lake, becoming a drowned rat, struggling constantly; fortunately, Yu Liancheng used a subtle force, otherwise, the Xu brat would be dead or crippled.

And in the lake, a pair of cold eyes were watching everything.

PS: During the double monthly ticket period, I am asking for monthly tickets.

---Author's Note---

PS: I only managed to polish two thousand words, I'm stuck.