Chapter 85: Argument

Mentioning Chen Mei and the other, the topic just raised sank back into silence.

Qu Lingfeng raised his wine cup and drained it in one gulp, then slammed the cup heavily onto the table.

"Who knows what madness possessed them back then—dragging us down is one thing, but now they've finally lost their lives."

Lu Chengfeng also let out a long sigh, while Wu Chengyu remained silent. He did not know whether the world he now inhabited was Jin Daxia's original edition or a later revised edition. If it was a revised edition he had never read, then Mei Chaofeng's betrayal of Peach Blossom Island naturally had hidden circumstances.

Many older people who had read the original edition were unwilling to read the revised edition, and Wu Chengyu was among them. He had only occasionally heard it mentioned back then that Huang Yaoshi's scoundrel attributes were maxed out in the revised edition, but he could not be bothered to investigate further.

Of course, he would not voice this guess either—the two before him could be called Huang Yaoshi's loyal hounds; there was no point in bringing trouble upon himself.

It was a pity Wu Chengyu did not want trouble, but unfortunately someone would not let him be.

Qu Lingfeng broke the silence first: "Who knows if we send their two corpses back, whether our master will show mercy and allow us to return to the Peach Blossom Island sect."

Lu Chengfeng was also somewhat anxious: "Who would have thought this fellow actually did not carry the Nine Yin Manual on his person? After everyone left, I sent people to search that valley, but found nothing. Without the Nine Yin Manual, the task is incomplete; our master may not accept us three."

When Qu Lingfeng spoke of sending the corpses back, Wu Chengyu frowned. He had never said he would return to Peach Blossom Island together.

After expressing his concern, Lu Chengfeng actually turned his attention to Wu Chengyu.

"Junior martial brother, after all, you and our master are relatives. For this return to Peach Blossom Island, whether we can be reinstated into the sect depends greatly on your efforts."

Wu Chengyu raised an eyebrow, his face turning cold: "Do not forget, this relative of mine had his legs broken and was thrown out."

Lu Chengfeng shook his head: "Back then my feet were in excruciating pain, but my mind was still clear. After our master broke Mofeng's legs, his anger had already subsided by half. You are Martial Aunt's nephew, your relationship differs from ours; at most, our master would drive you out."

"But you insisted on cursing our master at that time. What sort of person is our master? When has anyone dared to curse him to his face? If not for that, how would our master have laid a hand on you?"

Recalling it now, Wu Chengyu thought it seemed indeed so. Huang Yaoshi had indeed hesitated before striking the original inhabitant; it was only after the original inhabitant cursed him loudly that he became annoyed and ashamed, and thus used the Finger Flicking Skill to break the original inhabitant's leg bones.

But what did any of this have to do with him? The one who broke his legs was the original inhabitant; the one suffering was himself. He had never felt any fondness for Huang Yaoshi, and was even less likely to go to his doorstep to grovel. This Lu Chengfeng was stubbornly conventional; in order to return to the sect, he was now resorting to scheming.

Wu Chengyu picked up a handful of roasted soybeans from the tray and stuffed them directly into his mouth, chewing with a crackling sound. He tilted his head slightly, looking at Lu Chengfeng with a teasing gaze, saying nothing for a long while, just staring at Lu Chengfeng.

Lu Chengfeng's eyes darted about under Wu Chengyu's gaze, but he still patiently waited for Wu Chengyu's next words.

After finally crushing and swallowing the soybeans in his mouth, seeing that Lu Chengfeng had not given up on the idea of dragging Wu Chengyu into the water, Wu Chengyu finally lost his patience.

"Since my aunt died, I have had no further dealings with Huang Yaoshi. If you want to return to Peach Blossom Island, you two go back. I will return there one day myself, but not to beg him to accept me as a disciple again."

Qu Lingfeng beside him flew into a rage upon hearing this, crushing the wine cup in his hand, then turned to angrily rebuke Wu Chengyu.

"Junior martial brother, how can you be so rude, openly calling our master by his given name? This is disloyal and unfilial. You must know our master's kindness to us is as heavy as a mountain."

"Then tell me, what kindness has Huang Yaoshi shown me?"

"I entered Peach Blossom Island only because my aunt pitied me and adopted me. I have never received any great kindness from Huang Yaoshi."

"During my days on Peach Blossom Island, he disliked my poor aptitude. In name my master, when did he ever patiently teach me? The only Bibo Heart Technique and Bibo Palm Technique I know, it seems you, Qu Lingfeng, taught me the basics. I was on Peach Blossom Island for five years; he ignored me and hardly spoke a few words to me."

"My aunt did dote on me, but a married woman follows her husband. She did not know martial arts; she only heard Huang Yaoshi say my aptitude was poor and I was good for nothing. She did not know how to help me, and could only take better care of me in daily life."

"I acknowledge the kindness my aunt showed me. But let me ask you one more thing: what kindness has Huang Yaoshi shown me?"

These words left Qu and Lu speechless. The days on Peach Blossom Island were still vivid in their minds; Huang Yaoshi indeed had not treated Wu Chengyu well, mostly granting him the status of disciple out of face for Feng Heng, keeping him on the island like a piece of trash.

Wu Chengyu felt refreshed after speaking. He had never told anyone in the Wu Family about his experiences on Peach Blossom Island. Only Wu Zhengliang, with his sharp mind, had probably guessed he was unhappy, always telling him that being back was what mattered.

These words could only be spoken to Qu Lingfeng and Lu Chengfeng, because they were also eyewitnesses.

Speaking of which, Wu Mianfeng was the most pitiful among the Peach Blossom Island disciples. Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng brought it on themselves; even if Lu Chengfeng returned home with broken legs, he was still a local power.

Qu Lingfeng had the highest martial arts, lived in seclusion in Niu Family Village, and lacked for nothing. His nighttime intrusion into the imperial palace to steal treasure was his own choice.

Feng Mofeng was more miserable, but at least he lived until the period of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and his blacksmithing skills ensured he never lacked food or drink.

Only Wu Mianfeng appeared as a single name from beginning to end, and only the current Wu Chengyu knew how wronged he was.

Family harmony, considerable power, his mother's inheritance alone was over ten thousand taels of banknotes, not to mention several hundred martial arts manuals from the Murong Family waiting to be cultivated. Then he was thrown off the island and couldn't hold on, just died? Such good resources all wasted—who dares say they are more wronged than him?

"Even if you say I lived on Peach Blossom Island, eating his food and drinking his drink; even if I at least learned the Bibo Palm Technique for five years, using this one leg as payment should be more than enough. So I do not owe him; he owes me."

"Qu Lingfeng, Lu Chengfeng, last night Ke Zhen'e told me that different paths do not plan together. I pass this sentence on to you as well. After leaving Wuxi City, we actually do not need to meet again. I wish you both achieve your wishes and return to Peach Blossom Island as soon as possible."

These words left Lu Chengfeng and Qu Lingfeng without face, and they dared not speak again, feeling embarrassed. The martial arts Wu Chengyu had previously displayed were extraordinary; Lu Chengfeng and Qu Lingfeng knew they could not defeat him, especially since they were both crippled in the legs and most feared martial arts masters like Wu Chengyu who could split into several figures at will with their lightness skill.

Arguing was unreasonable, and fighting was unwinnable. They did not know that Lu Zhiyi and his group were descendants of the Yue Family Army, but they were certainly not easy to provoke. If the current Wu Chengyu was willing, he could immediately become a major martial arts power in Jiangnan.

Wu Chengyu could not be bothered to deal with him anymore. He walked into the inner room and came before Chen Xuanfeng's corpse.

At this time, Qu Lingfeng and Lu Chengfeng were still sulking in the main hall, unwilling to pay attention to Wu Chengyu.

Chen Xuanfeng's corpse had not yet been cleaned up, but the internal energy Wu Chengyu had struck into him had been completely exhausted, and his chest was finally no longer swollen.

Wu Chengyu reached out and tore the tattered clothes on his chest, then took out a piece of white cloth from his bosom and quickly rubbed off all of the Nine Yin Manual on Chen Xuanfeng's chest.

Then he struck out again, lightly hitting Chen Xuanfeng's chest. This time, the skin on Chen Xuanfeng's chest was completely shattered. Even if someone with intent examined it, they would see at most a few scattered words. The Nine Yin Zhenjing Xia Ce finally came into Wu Chengyu's hands.

With this, the matter of the Black Wind Twin Demons was completely concluded. He turned and walked toward the room door. After opening the door, he bowed with hands clasped toward Qu Lingfeng and Lu Chengfeng as a farewell, then turned and left in a carefree manner.

(Chapter End)