Chapter 5

A woman of eighteen or nineteen, as beautiful and noble as clouds, walked in slowly.

Her long, jet-black hair draped over her shoulders like flowing clouds, her face was exquisite and beautiful, and her eyes were bright. She wore a pure black, soft silk robe that trailed long on the ground, trailing over the fresh flowers.

She bowed to Yu Liancheng: "Shangguan Danfeng of the Jinpeng Kingdom greets Young Master Yu."

Yu Liancheng smiled: "I seem to have just injured your subordinate."

Shangguan Danfeng smiled sweetly, as if a hundred flowers were blooming: "He was rude to you, Young Master; that you did not take his life is already something he should thank you for, for your magnanimity."

Yu Liancheng said: "It is only because I know that death would be a relief for him; living like this is more painful than death."

Shangguan Danfeng said: "Regardless, it is always better to be alive."

Yu Liancheng nodded and said: "That is also true."

Shangguan Danfeng's beautiful eyes turned, and she said softly: "They disturbed you, Young Master; I truly hope you can accompany Danfeng to the Jinpeng Dynasty as a guest, to drink and apologize."

Yu Liancheng said: "The Jinpeng Dynasty?"

Shangguan Danfeng said: "A very ancient dynasty."

Yu Liancheng pondered for a moment and said: "Does that place have good wine?"

Shangguan Danfeng said: "Persian wine stored for decades."

A smile already appeared on Yu Liancheng's face: "Does that place have beauties?"

Shangguan Danfeng blinked, her beautiful and charming face showing liveliness, and she smiled sweetly: "Of course, I have two cousins; one is youthful and beautiful, the other is clever and cute."

Her soft, boneless hand gently stroked her long hair, and a slight blush appeared on her fair cheeks: "Besides, I don't seem to be too bad-looking either."

Not just "not too bad-looking," she was simply a beauty rarely seen in the world. Even Lu Xiaofeng, who had seen countless women, had to admit this.

"Good, good, good." Yu Liancheng's smile became even more brilliant.

Shangguan Danfeng smiled like a flower: "Then will Young Master Yu go?"

"No!"

The words carried a playful tone, and after saying this, Yu Liancheng's figure flickered, and within a few leaps, he had disappeared.

His lightness skill was so high that it was also rarely seen in the world.

Shangguan Danfeng was stunned.

She had always thought that all men in the world were hers to manipulate, and that they were born with cheap bones, willing to sell their lives for a few benefits. This was the first time she had been rejected, and rejected after being teased.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Yu Liancheng's departing back and fell into deep thought.

This guy's sword technique, palm technique, and lightness skill were all top-notch; if he truly were to clash with Ximen Chuixue, then Ximen Chuixue would indeed be in danger.

Lu Xiaofeng could no longer think much, because that noble and beautiful Princess Danfeng had already walked toward him, and then knelt down.

Lu Xiaofeng jumped up, crashing through the roof with a "bang."

Moonlight shone in from the hole he had crashed open, but his person was already gone.

The other party clearly had something to ask of him, and it was a very troublesome matter.

Only a fool would provoke such trouble.

Clearly, Lu Xiaofeng was not.

At least he thought he wasn't.

The night gradually darkened, and moonlight spilled down.

Yu Liancheng's figure landed slowly from the air, like a dark cloud drifting from the firmament to the human world.

"Shangguan Danfeng... Lu Xiaofeng... perhaps we will meet again very soon."

He naturally knew that Shangguan Danfeng was not Shangguan Danfeng; Shangguan Danfeng was Shangguan Feiyan.

And whether it was Shangguan Danfeng or Shangguan Feiyan, they both came from the Jinpeng Dynasty.

This was an ancient dynasty, not only with bountiful harvests but also containing endless gold sand and jewelry.

But because of their wealth, they attracted the greed of neighboring countries and fell under iron hooves.

To preserve a portion of their strength and seek a future restoration, the King of Jinpeng divided the national treasury's wealth into four parts, entrusting them to four trusted ministers to bring to the Central Plains.

These four were the Imperial Household Department Manager Yan Liben, the Great General Ping Duhe, and the royal relatives Shangguan Mu and Shangguan Jin.

Now, decades later, Shangguan Jin, who had followed the King of Jinpeng, had died, while Yan Liben, Ping Duhe, and Shangguan Mu had adopted aliases and each built up a massive enterprise.

Yan Liben adopted the alias Yan Tieshan and founded the Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion, becoming a tycoon in the East.

Ping Duhe adopted the alias Dugu Yihe and was the current Sect Leader of the Emei Sect, his martial arts unfathomable.

Shangguan Mu adopted the alias Huo Xiu and was the world's number one wealthy person, as well as the master of the Green Clothes Tower.

Among these three, Huo Xiu was the least honest.

Although he was already very wealthy, he remained keen on wealth, and furthermore, most of his money had been swept away by a mysterious hand.

Therefore, Huo Xiu set his sights on the other portions of treasure.

But whether it was Yan Tieshan or Dugu Yihe, both had massive forces supporting them, and both were experts.

Especially Dugu Yihe; not only was his internal energy profound, but his "Blade and Sword Twin Kill Forty-Nine Styles" was also exquisite and peerless. Looking across the entire Edo, there were no more than ten people who could contend with him.

Thus, Huo Xiu laid out a scheme, manipulating Shangguan Feiyan and the Green Clothes Tower to hook Lu Xiaofeng and make him do this. Who told him to be a busybody, and yet his martial arts and connections were both quite good.

Shangguan Feiyan saw that Yu Liancheng's martial arts were brilliant, so she also wanted to drag him into this matter and use him.

It was late, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Yu Liancheng found a restaurant and ordered a table of fine wine and dishes.

He had only been eating and drinking for a moment when a pot-bellied wealthy merchant burst into the inn, a look of panic on his face, his complexion deathly pale, repeatedly calling for "help."

Immediately following, another fierce-looking man with one eye burst into the inn.

"Those who don't want to die, mind your own business." The one-eyed brute swung his saber, swept his gaze across the inn, and said viciously: "I am 'One-Blade Fatal' Zhang Yidao; one blade will send you to see the King of Hell."

Seeing his fierce appearance, the boss and the waiter were so scared they hid behind the counter, and the other guests were as silent as cicadas in winter, absolutely not daring to meddle in this business.

Yu Liancheng didn't meddle either; he just drank and ate.

"Die!" Amidst the one-eyed brute's ferocious laughter, he swung his long saber. Who knew that although the wealthy merchant looked fat, his body was actually quite agile, dodging the one-eyed brute's several saber strikes one after another.

It stood to reason; if he didn't have this skill, he would have long since been hacked into meat paste by the one-eyed brute.

But the merchant's situation was becoming increasingly dangerous, as if he could be stabbed to death at any moment. The merchant fled and dodged, suddenly rolling smoothly and rolling under Yu Liancheng's table.

The one-eyed brute roared repeatedly, and with one saber strike, he slashed toward the table.

If this strike landed, it was hard to say whether it would hit the merchant, but the table would likely be split in two, and the wine and dishes would be scattered all over the floor.

Thus, Yu Liancheng extended two fingers and lightly clamped onto Zhang Yidao's saber.

This saber seemed to have taken root; no matter how much strength the one-eyed brute used, he couldn't pull it out.

"Regardless, you shouldn't hack my table; wasting wine and food is wrong." Yu Liancheng smiled, his fingers moved, and with a crisp "ding," the blade was snapped into two pieces.

The one-eyed brute broke into a cold sweat, finally stomped his feet, and rushed out of the inn without looking back, his speed of leaving even faster than his speed of entering, much faster.