Chapter 804: Lu Xiaofeng and the Iron-Shoed Bandit 2

"Yu Liancheng, how did you, brat, come here?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked toward the sedan chair, though separated by the curtains, he could not see the person inside.

But to be able to have this group of women from Red Shoes carry the sedan, such grand style, besides Yu Liancheng, absolutely no one else could pull it off.

A voice from inside the sedan laughed: "This is the Hua family, not the Lu family, can you, Lu Xiaoji, manage that? Or is it that, Lu Xiaofeng, when did you become a son-in-law of the Hua family?"

At this moment, Old Master Hua had already come to his senses: "So it is the 'Jade-Faced Divine Sword' who has graced us with his presence; it truly makes the Hua residence shine with brilliance."

The martial arts heroes hiding in the hall could not help but reveal grave expressions. They had, of course, heard the name 'Jade-Faced Divine Sword'. Before, it only represented a newcomer to the martial arts world, but now it possessed a demonic power that seemed to change the winds and clouds and stir the mountains and rivers.

Strictly speaking, Yu Liancheng's time in the world of martial arts was not long; he was considered their junior.

But since Yu Liancheng first entered the world of martial arts, he had been like a divine dragon covering the sea, stunning and incomparable. Everything he did was earth-shattering and unexpected.

Especially the battle at Tianshan, which displayed his transcendent and holy martial arts attainments.

Furthermore, many people in the martial arts world had seen him step onto the Heavenly Gate and ascend to become an immortal, adding an even more mysterious color to his legendary experiences.

Everyone knew that he was the recognized World's Number One Divine Sword and the number one expert in the world.

Even though he had disappeared without a trace for the past two years, his reputation had only grown, making him a figure like a myth or legend.

Now that the myth had returned, even these seniors of the martial arts world and titans of the pugilistic circle could not help but feel their hearts stir.

"Old Master Hua's birthday, I should have come to congratulate you. It is only because I was tied up with trivial matters that I arrived a few days late; I hope Old Master Hua will not blame me." A voice came from inside the sedan, clear and ethereal, like clouds and smoke. Only, no one noticed that when Yu Liancheng said "tied up with trivial matters," the few young women of Red Shoes who were scattering flowers, carrying the sedan, and playing the flute and pipe all couldn't help but have their pretty faces flush slightly.

"Divine Sword Yu is joking. For you to come and congratulate an old man like me, who has one foot in the grave, is already a great honor." As he spoke, mist swirled on Old Master Hua's forehead; it was clear he was using profound internal energy to force out the toxins, but his complexion was slightly purplish, and the effect did not seem obvious.

"I came in a hurry this time and forgot to prepare a gift, so I shall use human heads as my congratulatory gift." The voice behind the sedan curtain was clear and calm, but falling into the ears of the Princess of Hanhai Kingdom and the others, it suddenly turned cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Human heads as a gift—naturally, that meant their own heads.

Although they were from Hanhai Kingdom, once they stepped into the Central Plains martial arts world, even if they were blind, they should have heard the legend of "one man, one sword, fighting across a thousand miles." Even if they were deaf, they should have seen the books about "discussing martial arts in the heavens and ascending to the immortal gate."

"What Jade-Faced Divine Sword, go to hell!"

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After a brief silence, the Princess of Hanhai took the lead in launching an attack.

After all, she had only heard the legend of the 'Jade-Faced Divine Sword' and would absolutely not just sit and wait for death.

Amidst a cold laugh, she raised her slender arm, and the man holding the crossbow immediately aimed at the sedan.

"Fire!" After the Princess gave the order, the triggers were pulled, and a rain of arrows shot out.

The women of Red Shoes were also within the coverage of the arrows, but they did not even lift an eyelid, and their expressions showed not the slightest panic. They understood deeply just how terrifying the person sitting inside the sedan was.

That was a true mythical figure.

The crossbow bolts were very close to the sedan. The triggers were pulled, the bolts shot out; at most, in two breaths' time, the arrows should have hit the sedan. But for some reason, as soon as the arrows approached within a distance of one zhang from the sedan, they suddenly gave people a strange feeling, as if they had become a frame-by-frame frozen image, even allowing one to see the slight trembling on the arrow tails.

No!

It was not just the arrows.

Almost everyone present felt that their own movements had been slowed down, and even their thoughts had become sluggish; every movement was as slow as a snail.

At the same time, a hand reached out from the sedan curtain.

This hand was perfect, flawless and pure, like mutton-fat jade, perfect and without blemish, enough to make any woman envious to the point of madness.

And on this hand, it seemed to carry a miraculous demonic power, making anyone who took a look believe that this hand could turn the hands to create clouds and cover them to create rain.

This hand suddenly flicked lightly, and a burst of finger energy shot out.

And the moment the finger energy shot out, that strange sense of slowness vanished, and everyone regained control of their bodies.

But in the very next instant, the finger energy shredded the rain of arrows and pierced through one neck after another, blood spraying everywhere. The Princess of Hanhai only felt her vision rise, all colors rapidly fading into black and white, and she vaguely saw headless corpses, among which one was indescribably familiar, and finally, everything went dark.

Head after head rolled to the ground, the expressions of terror on their faces frozen like ice.

"I wonder if Old Master Hua is satisfied with this congratulatory gift?" Yu Liancheng's voice came out, still calm and plain.

Old Master Hua came to his senses: "Satisfied, naturally satisfied; this is the gift this old man is most satisfied with."

"As long as you are satisfied." Yu Liancheng's voice sounded, and the topic shifted: "Hua Manlou, your eyes have been blind for many years."

Hua Manlou laughed: "It seems to have been fifteen years, not more, not less."

"Do you wish to see the light again?" Yu Liancheng said calmly.

"See the light again?" Hua Manlou was startled: "Does Brother Yu mean that there is a way to cure these blind eyes of mine?"

"Although Divine Sword Yu views Golden Coin as dirt, the Hua family truly has nothing to repay you with. If Divine Sword Yu can cure my son's eyes, this old man is willing to offer fifty percent of the Hua family's real estate with both hands as repayment." Hua Ruling's tone was excited, and his expression was even more agitated than Hua Manlou's; it was precisely because of his failure to protect him that Hua Manlou had gone blind.

Lu Xiaofeng also said: "Brat Yu, if you can cure Hua Manlou's eyes, I, Lu Xiaofeng, will admire you; I will admire you for the rest of my life."

Yu Liancheng said: "Hua Manlou, what do you say?"

Hua Manlou thought for a moment, smiled slightly, and bowed toward the direction of the sedan: "Many thanks for Brother Yu's good intentions."

"Oh? You are unwilling?"

Hua Manlou smiled: "Because I feel that being blind is not a bad thing. Although I can no longer see, I can hear, I can feel, and many times, I can enjoy more pleasure than others."

A happy and satisfied smile hung on his face: "I can hear the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof, I can feel the wonderful vitality of flower buds slowly opening in the spring breeze, I can smell the fresh fragrance of leaves in the wind... If I had eyes, everything would become concrete, and perhaps I would have many more troubles instead."

The Hua residence fell silent.

Neither Hua Ruling nor Lu Xiaofeng went to persuade Hua Manlou, because they saw that calm and happy face of his.

Whether a person lives happily or not has nothing to do with whether they are blind.

"Wanting to throw a big fish into the river, wanting to cure a blind man's eyes... Heh heh, you are not the fish, how can you know the joy of the fish." From behind the sedan curtain, a sigh was vaguely heard.