Chapter 494: Yu Liancheng Breaks the Scheme of Huang Longshi

Inside LakeHeartIsland.

The originally exquisite buildings and houses had three holes broken into them, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Yu Liancheng asked the First Imperial Prince several questions, but unfortunately, he did not receive the answers he wanted, especially regarding the whereabouts of the Heavenly Human of Worry-Free, Gao Shulu. As he exerted force from his foot, a perfectly good head exploded like a watermelon.

Chen Yu's moth-eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a faint look of intolerance.

"Since I have already offended someone, there is naturally no need to hold back." Yu Liancheng chuckled and glanced at Chen Yu indifferently.

Chen Yu lowered her head and said, "Chen Yu understands."

Yu Liancheng looked at the sword in her hand again and smiled: "Not bad. I taught you sword techniques and passed on my internal energy to you. In less than a year, you have progressed to this point; I am very gratified."

"It is all thanks to the Young Master's excellent guidance; Chen Yu will benefit from those three sword stances for a lifetime." A trace of a smile appeared on Chen Yu's cold, elegant face.

"Speaking of which, among the three sword stances I taught you, 'City-Toppling' actually has another layer of Sword Intent. The reason I did not teach it to you before was because your internal energy had not yet reached the level of entering the hall and ascending to the room. Now, however, I can teach it to you." Yu Liancheng rubbed his chin.

Chen Yu bowed respectfully: "Please instruct me, Master."

"I already told you I am not your master. Watch closely." Yu Liancheng reached out and grabbed; with a 'swish' sound, the long sword in Chen Yu's palm let out a clear, resonant cry and was drawn into the void.

Yu Liancheng held the long sword and slowly swung it once.

Perhaps to allow Chen Yu to clearly see the trajectory of the sword swing, or perhaps because the sword condensed a vast, majestic power as heavy as a toppling city, this sword was not fast; it was even frozen into frame-by-frame slow motion. But as the sword momentum moved, the surrounding airflow surged and billowed, as if the sound of a vast ocean torrent was echoing.

Chen Yu was completely immersed in the sword momentum, watching Yu Liancheng without blinking, watching his sword-swinging movements, unwilling to miss a single one.

As the sword was swung, the Sword Qi descended from the sky, the sword momentum seemingly encompassing a force of ten million jun.

Boom, boom, boom!

This mountain peak, covered in white snow and green bamboo, seemed as if hundreds or thousands of bombs had been dropped and detonated almost simultaneously. For a time, the air waves were monstrous, and the accumulated snow and soil exploded in succession, blasting out high earthen walls that stretched for dozens of zhang; the scene was spectacular.

In heaven and on earth, there was only this one sword.

Chen Yu stared blankly at the scene before her. Since entering the Capital, she had seen many grand scenes, but she still could not imagine such a magnificent spectacle stirred up by human power.

The charm of the peak of Sword Dao is truly fascinating.

"This sword is also City-Toppling, City-Toppling in the true sense."

Yu Liancheng flicked his wrist and returned the sword to Chen Yu.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile playing on the corners of his mouth: "This old turtle has finally come out. Young Wen cannot be ruined just like that. It seems there will be plenty to do today."

"Chen Yu, are you interested in going to watch the fun with me?" He turned his gaze toward Chen Yu.

"Fun?" Chen Yu recovered from the City-Toppling sword.

"Indeed, it has to do with Huang Longshi. That old fellow does not do human things, and I just happen to have not stretched my bones today." As he spoke, Yu Liancheng cracked his finger joints with a clicking sound.

Chen Yu: "..."

"Since that is the case, let's go together."

Yu Liancheng chuckled, opened his arms, and with a soft cry, Chen Yu fell into his embrace.

The next moment.

Chen Yu only felt a clear breeze blowing against her face, ruffling her long black hair.

Her body felt light as if it had no weight, and she was already flying like a swallow. Looking down at the ground from the sky, green bamboo and forests flashed past in her field of vision.

Before long, the two returned to Taian City.

Yu Liancheng's figure descended suddenly, his toes touched the ground, and holding the slightly blushing female Sword Immortal, his figure drifted onto a building like a willow catkin. Faint golden light spilled onto the two of them, like an immortal walking on waves, not like a mortal.

Chen Yu did not understand why, her beautiful eyes rippling as she looked toward Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, pointed his hand toward a courtyard, and said: "Wen Hua, who competed with you today, lives in this courtyard. In fact, his talent and disposition are not outstanding. A year ago, he only practiced a few clumsy moves, but now he is famous in the Capital."

Chen Yu said: "Those two swords of his were extremely extraordinary, rare in the world. Of course, they cannot compare to the three swords the Master taught me. I imagine he must have had guidance from a supreme expert and had some fortuitous encounter."

"True, in practicing martial arts, talent, hard work, and fortuitous encounters are all indispensable. Sometimes, the fortuitous encounter is the most important. However..." Yu Liancheng's mouth always held a trace of a smile, and his tone shifted: "The gifts of fate are often marked with a price behind them. Not every expert is as easy to talk to as I am, especially that wicked old fellow."

"Young Master, are you talking about Huang..." Chen Yu's heart stirred.

"Look, he's here." Yu Liancheng pointed his hand.

A carriage drove into the alley and stopped in front of the small courtyard where Wen Hua was staying.

The curtain was lifted at a corner, and inside sat an old man and a stunningly beautiful woman known as one of the SoundandColorDoubleLeaders.

The woman who made it onto the Rouge List smiled and said: "The mentor wants him to kill Xu Weixiong?"

The old man, called Huang Laotou by Wen Busheng, nodded with a calm expression.

The stunning beauty had a White Jade Lion Rolling Embroidered Ball sachet hanging from her waist, and after receiving the answer, she let out a soft sigh.

The old man's surname was Huang, his name Longshi, and he occupied three seats among the SpringandAutumnThreeLeaders, so he was also known as Huang Sanjia.

Huang Sanjia said expressionlessly: "After seeing Wen Hua, try to appear virtuous and gentle. You will cook dinner yourself, and just casually mention that the enemy is in Beiliang, so as not to be too clever and ruin my layout."

The stunning woman smiled sweetly: "I understand."

Huang Sanjia sat cross-legged and said indifferently: "This game of chess was originally meant to deal with Xu Fengnian, but I don't know what tricks Beiliang is playing this time, actually letting this woman Xu Weixiong come over. But it doesn't matter; it just invisibly helps Wen Hua make a choice more easily. If Xu Weixiong dies in Taian City, the relationship between Beiliang and Liyang will become even worse, and it will be easier for me, the old ancestor, to make a move, to pull chestnuts from the fire..."

On the other side, Yu Liancheng completely concealed his and Chen Yu's aura, as if they had turned into two insignificant specks of dust.

Although the distance between the two sides was far, Chen Yu focused her energy on her ears, and combined with the lip movements of the two, she could clearly distinguish their conversation.

Watching Li Baishi knock on the door and be welcomed in by the foolishly grinning Wen Hua, Chen Yu sighed softly: "This is the fate of a chess piece; it is not up to the person at all."

She had also once been a chess piece of Huang Longshi, and it was only because of Yu Liancheng that she was able to escape this pathetic fate.

Yu Liancheng chuckled: "It's just that the old man surnamed Huang does things in a very unscrupulous way."

Huang Sanjia waited silently in the carriage; the sky was almost dark.

Suddenly, his eyebrows moved, and he looked toward a certain direction in the Capital. He paced back and forth in the alley twice, finally pushed open the door, and a cold smile always lingered on the corners of his mouth.

He had originally intended to lay out the plan properly, but time waits for no one, and that fellow Yuan Benxi is really quite annoying, always coming to find trouble.

Wen Hua, let me see if you are truly willing to sacrifice the sword that has the hope of achieving the status of a Land Immortal to trade for the life of a woman.

The only difference between this woman and the others is that she is a sister who has been a friend for a year.

If you, Wen Hua, don't even dare to kill this woman, you might as well quit the Edo early.

"It is my turn to take the stage."

Watching Huang Longshi enter the courtyard, Yu Liancheng waited for a while longer, then suddenly leaped down lightly from the roof beams.

The very instant his toes touched the ground, his figure changed rapidly.

Chen Yu, standing to the side, only felt a blur before her eyes. Upon closer inspection, the peerlessly elegant Murong twins had transformed into a young scholar in Confucian robes; though his appearance could not compare to Murong Tonghuang, he was still very handsome. He only seemed somewhat dispirited, and he carried a wine pot in his hand, looking like a dejected, down-and-out scholar.

"This... this..."

Chen Yu was dumbfounded. Although there were arts of disguise in the pugilistic world, to transform into another person in the blink of an eye, even changing clothes, was simply a divine ability from a mythic novel.

If not for the fact that the disheveled scholar had winked at her and smiled slightly before entering the courtyard, she would have feared her eyes had played a trick on her.

This shock lasted for a moment before Chen Yu regained her senses, and in a flash, she became quite curious.

What could Young Master Murong be planning by disguising himself like this?

A moment later, a "bang" was heard as the door was smashed open, and a figure tumbled out—it was Huang Sanjia, Huang Longshi, the mentor she had previously both respected and feared.

Immediately following, another person walked out from the courtyard and began to pummel Huang Sanjia with heavy blows, every punch landing solidly.

Wasn't that the very same down-and-out scholar?

What on earth was going on?

Chen Yu's head roared; she completely failed to understand the scene unfolding before her.

A cup of tea's time ago.

Li Baishi and Wen Hua had finished a meal, and it was quickly drawing to a close.

During this time, Li Baishi casually mentioned the news that her enemy was in Beiliang.

Wen Hua patted his chest, declaring that Li Baishi's enemy was his enemy. Once his sword technique truly reached perfection, he would poke seven or eight holes in that enemy.

After the meal, Li Baishi, like a thrifty housewife, cleaned the bowls and chopsticks, picked up her basket, and prepared to leave.

But just as the two reached the courtyard, Huang Sanjia pushed the door open and entered, asking Wen Hua to help him kill someone: the Beiliang Second Princess, Xu Weixiong.

Huang Sanjia had taught Wen Hua two sword moves and had a great debt of gratitude owed to him by the latter. Wen Hua had also promised to help Huang Sanjia kill one person, even if that person were the Emperor.

And Li Baishi had also just happened to mention that her enemy was Xu Weixiong.

If Wen Hua killed Xu Weixiong, he would not only repay Huang Sanjia's kindness but also avenge the woman he admired; it could be called killing two birds with one stone.

Wen Hua was full of enthusiasm, but in the process of asking who Xu Weixiong was, he learned that the other party was actually Xiaonian's second sister, and his expression immediately changed, plunging him into a battle between Heaven and Man.

If it were an unrelated person, Wen Hua would have drawn his sword to kill without a second word; this Wen Busheng, mocked by the people of the Capital, was not as weak as one might imagine.

And if it were Xiaonian, he would also not hesitate to break his own meridians and never practice swordsmanship again.

But it just so happened that the person to be killed was Xiaonian's second sister.

This battle between Heavenly Human did not last long.

Wen Hua's eyes flashed, and he revealed a miserable smile.

"Young man Wen, you must think clearly. The two sword moves I taught you have the potential to make you a LandSwordImmortal in the future, allowing you to control your sword and ascend."

Huang Longshi frowned, seemingly having seen through the other's thoughts.

Wen Hua did not speak, his smile only growing more desolate.

Having just entered the pugilistic world, must he leave it already?

Xiaonian, you must become a great expert and steal all the limelight for both of us brothers.

"I..."

Wen Busheng had just opened his mouth when the door was kicked open, and a heart-wrenching cry rang out: "Baishi, what has happened to you, Baishi?"

This voice was filled with such sorrow that it made listeners weep and feel heartbroken.

Accompanying it, a disheveled scholar holding a wine pot burst into the courtyard.

"Baishi, Baishi, do you not recognize me? I am Yu Liancheng, your Brother Liancheng."

The down-and-out scholar stumbled forward, grabbed Li Baishi's delicate hand, his eyes rimmed with red.

"Baishi, I have finally found you. Someone said you were redeemed by an old man, but I didn't believe it. I chased you all the way from Xiangfan to Taian City; won't you come back with me?"

Li Baishi looked at the down-and-out scholar in astonishment, pulling at her hand, but she could not pull it free. She turned her head and looked at Huang Longshi with difficulty.

Ancestor, was this also arranged by you?!

Huang Longshi frowned slightly.

With his cultivation, which allowed him to enter the state of a Confucian Sage at any time, he had not even noticed this scholar outside the courtyard earlier.

"Baishi... this, this is..." Wen Hua scratched his head and stammered.

Li Baishi's brows furrowed: "I, I do not know this person."

Before Wen Hua could speak, the scholar said indignantly: "When you used to watch the stars and the moon with me, you called me Brother Yu. Now that the new replaces the old, you don't recognize me? Sister Baishi, look into my eyes; do you truly not recognize me?"

Li Baishi could not help but look into the other's eyes.

Immediately, she was drawn in by those eyes.

Although they were bloodshot from drinking and staying up late, the deep affection contained within those pupils was indescribable in words, enough to move the heart of any woman in the world.

Vaguely, they seemed somewhat familiar.

"Enough!" Huang Longshi shouted angrily.

The trap he had laid, though the conclusion was a bit rushed, how could it be so wantonly destroyed by someone?

The down-and-out scholar finally noticed there was another person nearby, turned his head, and his eyes widened even further, as if small flames were burning within them.

"Good! Old Man Huang, you thief, it was you who redeemed Baishi, wasn't it? You stole my family's sword manual and took away my Baishi. And you actually dare to appear before me."

"What nonsense are you spouting!?"

Huang Longshi frowned.

"Damn thief, I'm going to beat you to death today." The scholar raised his brows, the original air of dejection dissipating, and he suddenly carried an air of heroism.

With a swing of his arm, the wine jar smashed onto Huang Longshi's head, breaking it open and drawing blood.

He kicked out again, aiming for the other man's backside.

Huang Longshi, who was but a single step away from being a Land Immortal, had no time to dodge—or rather, failed to dodge—and was sent flying like a rag Wawa, crashing through the door.

"I told you to be a thief."

"Told you to be so ruthless in your dealings, told you to show no mercy."

The scholar rolled up his sleeves, strode out of the courtyard, and pummeled Huang Longshi with his fists.

Li Baishi blinked her beautiful eyes.

Why does this scene feel even more familiar?