Chapter 810: Lu Xiaofeng's Divine Sword Meeting

Yu Liancheng stayed at Shenzhen Villa for half a month.

Originally, he had planned to stay for at least a month, to properly enjoy himself in that land of gentleness.

But during this half month, Yu Liancheng profoundly understood one truth.

There might be several women in this world who do not eat, but there is not a single woman who does not get jealous.

Moreover, when women get jealous, they are usually unreasonable. When three women get jealous, it is enough to make a person's head swell three sizes.

A swollen head is not a good look, so after staying for half a month, Yu Liancheng quickly slipped away.

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Three days later, a figure walked along a mountain path.

He wore tight-fitting black clothes, with a long black sword at his waist.

Black clothes and a black sword; this was the most popular attire for martial arts swordsmen.

Especially since the rumor that the "Jade-Faced Divine Sword" had returned to the Edo, almost nine out of ten swordsmen dressed this way, while the tenth would be dressed in white as snow, with a cold and indifferent face.

On the mountain path, Yu Liancheng rubbed his chin, considering whether to find a horse.

Lying on the horse's back, singing a song about the beautiful spring scenery, to draw a perfect conclusion to this "Lu Xiaofeng Legend" journey.

After leaving Shenzhen Villa, Yu Liancheng intended to go to the Demon Sect in the west beyond the pass; that was the starting point of everything.

With his current cultivation, as long as his mind stirred, he could appear within the Demon Sect in the west at any moment.

However, Yu Liancheng intended to walk there step by step. In the past, he had traveled thousands of miles challenging various martial arts seniors, one man and one sword, earning the nickname "Jade-Faced Divine Sword."

Just at this moment, the clouds in the sky steamed and surged, gradually turning gloomy, and a cold wind rushed toward his face, blowing his clothes until they rustled.

A moment later, ink-colored clouds churned, followed by a heaven-shaking "Boom—" and a torrential downpour poured down.

"Uninteresting, I can't even sing about the beautiful spring scenery now." Yu Liancheng shook his head, though strolling in the rain also had a unique charm.

Not long after, suddenly an extremely exquisite carriage came from the other side of the official road. When it arrived nearby, it suddenly slowed down and suppressed the splashing water.

The coachman saw Yu Liancheng and suddenly spoke: "The rain is very heavy today; my mistress invites the young master to the carriage to avoid the rain."

Yu Liancheng turned his head to look. The coachman wore a bamboo hat that obscured his face, but he could not escape Yu Liancheng's discerning eyes.

In Yu Liancheng's eyes, this big man had thick eyebrows like halberds, his expression was imposing without anger, faintly carrying a murderous aura, and his spine was as straight as a spear. His arms were thick, and under his sleeves, his muscles were knotted and bulging high. Especially his pair of hands, which were very large, with knuckles like Iron, yet the skin was as fair as a woman's; clearly, he possessed a terrifying martial art in his hands.

I fear that once his hands move, they have the power of thunder and lightning, and Collapsing Mountain and splitting rocks would be mere trifles.

The level of this man's martial arts, if placed in the Edo, would absolutely be that of a hero or overlord, yet he was now content to be a coachman.

"Since that is the case, then many thanks."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, boarded the carriage, lifted the curtain, and entered the carriage: "I have troubled you, Miss."

Inside the carriage, there was only a woman who appeared to be sixteen or seventeen years old.

Her appearance was extremely beautiful, her clothes were gorgeous, and she exuded an air of nobility, while her pitch-black, shining eyes seemed to carry an indescribable liveliness.

The woman lightly stroked her flowing, cloud-like long hair, a smile on the corners of her lips: "Young master, please sit."

Yu Liancheng laughed: "Does the young lady know who I am?"

"I ask the young master to enlighten me." The woman shook her head, her beautiful hair fluttering like seaweed.

Yu Liancheng said: "Since you do not know, why do you dare to invite a strange man to board your carriage and share the same compartment?"

"Although I do not know who the young master is, I do know that the young master is a man of great ability." The woman looked at Yu Liancheng's dry clothes; the rain was pouring down, he carried no umbrella, yet not a single drop of rain touched him. Such martial arts attainment is likely rare in the Edo. Not only rare, one could count them on one hand.

Yu Liancheng sighed leisurely: "I thought you saw that I was handsome and wanted to recruit me as a Princess's consort."

The woman's sweet smile suddenly stiffened.

After a long while, she said slowly: "Is the young master leaving the pass this time also for the 'Divine Sword Meeting' held by the Demon Sect in the west?"

"'Divine Sword Meeting'?" Yu Liancheng raised an eyebrow: "I do not know what this is about, I hope the young lady can enlighten me."

The woman looked at Yu Liancheng in surprise and began to explain patiently, which actually had a lot to do with Yu Liancheng.

In short, the "Duoqing Sword" had appeared, and the sword techniques and martial arts contained within it had sparked a frenzy of sword-seeking. Occasionally, someone would gain insight into the Sword Intent left by the "Duoqing Sword," and their power would greatly increase, making the sword frenzy even more intense, but no one had truly obtained the "Duoqing Sword" yet.

Until a few days ago, the Duoqing Sword appeared in the Great Brightness Realm of the Demon Sect in the west and was obtained by their Sect Leader.

Originally, the Demon Sect in the west intended to keep it secret, but this news leaked out somehow, immediately causing a stir. To avoid becoming the target of everyone, they could only announce the holding of the "Divine Sword Meeting," inviting the heroes of the world to admire the sword together.

After hearing this news, deep colors flickered in Yu Liancheng's eyes, as if countless stars were flowing within them.

A moment later, he let out a long breath.

So that was it.

The entire sequence of events had already been calculated by him.

This rainstorm came quickly and left quickly.

Yu Liancheng looked out the window at the clear blue sky and said: "Many thanks to the Princess for the clarification, I shall take my leave first."

With a wave of his hand, he stepped off the carriage and said with a smile: "Princess, you are attached to appearances; perhaps the truth of that year is not what you think. It would be better to ask your Imperial Brother directly, so as not to commit a grave mistake."

"Until we meet again."

With a few steps, the person had already disappeared.

Princess Nanping's pretty face turned pale, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

He... who exactly is he, and how did he know her identity?

Even if he knew her identity, how could he guess her thoughts?

And that movement technique just now, it had simply transcended the realm of light-body techniques, closer to the mythical Great Shift or shrinking the earth into an inch.

Wait.

A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed Princess Nanping's mind.

Black clothes and a black sword, could it be... could it be him?

It must be him!

But what did his words mean?

Could there really be some hidden story behind what happened back then?

The Princess of Nanping felt her emotions fluctuating for a moment.

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Yu Liancheng had already appeared at Kunlun Shan, in the Great Brightness Realm.

Ever since the death of the Flying Jade Tiger, the Western Demon Sect had expanded once again, their shadows appearing even in the Central Plains; it is said that Lu Xiaofeng even fought them twice. And now, in preparation for the upcoming Divine Sword Assembly, the Great Brightness Realm had become even more bustling, with people coming and going, among whom were many martial arts heroes. Yet, within this bustle lay murderous intent, with undercurrents surging.

Yu Liancheng saw Yu Luosha.

This opponent, whom Yu Liancheng had once regarded as impossible to defeat, had become very old.

He had found his own son and passed the Western Demon Sect down to his biological son.

Power and ambition are inherently the best nourishment for a man to stay young; when he decided to step down from that position, it proved that not only was his body old, but his heart was old as well. This kind of aging could not be reversed even by a body of vigorous internal energy; he was now just an ordinary old man.

Yu Liancheng did not meet with Yu Luosha.

He took one deep look at Yu Luosha, then turned and left.

To forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

As for the so-called Divine Sword Assembly, he could not be bothered to take a look.

The Divine Sword Assembly was merely a gimmick, a fake, used by that New Religion Sect Leader to ambush the heroes of the Central Plains and prepare for the Demon Sect's eastward advance.

Yu Liancheng could no longer be bothered to care.

It was time to leave.

He no longer cared how the winds and clouds would surge in this world of martial arts from here on out.

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