Chapter 343: Arriving at the Capital

After scraping together a decent amount of starting capital from the greenwood outlaws, Duan Fengyun walked toward the market.

His current attire was a bit out of sync with the present era; he needed to go change his clothes first.

Upon arriving at the market, Duan Fengyun first entered a tailor shop, and soon, a Duan Fengyun dressed in white like a scholar walked out of the shop.

The Jade Pendant at his waist and the folding fan in his hand complemented each other, making people feel at first glance that Duan Fengyun was a gentle and refined scholar.

As for the Taiyi Iron Sword on Duan Fengyun's back, it looked just like a decorative accessory, not ruining Duan Fengyun's temperament in the slightest.

While at the tailor shop, Duan Fengyun looked at his attire and was very satisfied; this was the highest realm of playing the pig to eat the tiger.

After changing his clothes, Duan Fengyun first came to a restaurant; after all, people are iron and rice is steel, and he also needed to eat.

Moreover, he also wanted to see how the food of this era was.

But after several dishes with huge gimmicks were served, Duan Fengyun could not help but be greatly disappointed; it seemed there were no good things in this world.

Duan Fengyun dealt with a few bites, asked the waiter where horses were sold, and then settled the bill and left.

Duan Fengyun arrived at the direction pointed out by the waiter and found the horse merchant. After obtaining a map to the capital from the merchant, Duan Fengyun picked a horse, and after the merchant installed the saddle, he rode off.

It was not that Duan Fengyun did not want to use Sword Flight; he was also very much looking forward to the feeling of freedom in the sky while using Sword Flight.

But for one thing, he had not yet practiced the "Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique," and for another, the direction he was heading was the capital, which was currently Yang Su's old stomping ground. If he dared to use Sword Flight and was discovered by Yang Su, it would be enough for him to die.

With his current strength, it could not be easier for Yang Su to deal with him.

So for the sake of safety, Duan Fengyun still chose to ride a horse, which would also allow him to enjoy the scenery along the way.

After rushing all the way until the sunset gradually went down, Duan Fengyun took out the map and looked at it. There was still half the distance left to the capital, so Duan Fengyun chose a nearby town, planning to rest for a night and set off early the next morning.

After Duan Fengyun rode his horse to the town, he chose an inn to stay in.

After a simple meal on the first floor, Duan Fengyun immediately returned to his room.

He knew well the horror and terror of this world; he had to improve his personal strength as quickly as possible.

So after returning to his room, he immediately began Meditation.

Duan Fengyun closed his eyes and silently watched the "Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique" left to him by the Xuanyuan Huangdi in his mind.

Currently, his strength would have no effect if he learned the "Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique," so he focused all his attention on the "Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique."

After all, saving his life was the most important thing for now; the "Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique" could increase his attack range and power, and even more so, allow him to use Sword Flight. This effect was not small at all.

After all, no matter what, the Xuanyuan Huangdi would not give his disciple any low-grade goods.

After practicing the "Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique" countless times in his mind, Duan Fengyun opened his eyes, cast a series of hand seals toward the Xuanyuan Sword at his side, and then the Xuanyuan Sword flew directly into the air.

Duan Fengyun nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Not bad, not bad.

I have already entered the door of the 'Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique'; I believe that after more practice, I will be able to master it.

By then, I will also count as a Land Sword Immortal, hahahaha.

The hour is still early, let me take another look at the 'Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique'!"

Duan Fengyun closed his eyes again and focused his attention on the "Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique."

Just as the Xuanyuan Huangdi said, the "Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique" indeed only had one simple move.

But when Duan Fengyun saw this move, countless images instantly appeared in his mind.

The image that left a deep impression on Duan Fengyun was a weathered back facing a giant demonic creature; the back just gently drew the sword at the waist, then a sword light flashed, and the demonic creature had already fallen to the ground.

Duan Fengyun praised it endlessly:

"This is the true Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique.

The Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique where all gods, Buddhas, and immortals are within a single sword strike."

Duan Fengyun observed the images that kept appearing in the Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique, and his own understanding of the Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique was also constantly and slowly improving.

In the middle of the night, Duan Fengyun, who had been observing the Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique for a long time, felt a sense of exhaustion; he knew this was mental overexertion, and it was time for him to rest.

Duan Fengyun adjusted his breath and lay on the bed to rest.

The over-exhausted Duan Fengyun slept very soundly, and it was not until his stomach growled the next day that Duan Fengyun woke up from his sleep.

Duan Fengyun walked to the window, opened it, and saw the bright sunlight shining directly into his eyes.

Duan Fengyun knew at a glance that he had gotten up late again; looking at the situation, it should be almost noon.

He washed up simply, took his luggage, ate a brunch on the first floor, settled the bill, and continued on his way.

The further he traveled toward the capital, the more Duan Fengyun felt the gap between the capital and the places he had passed before.

Duan Fengyun shook his head and smiled:

"No wonder this Sui Dynasty won't last long; they only know how to pacify the world, but don't know how to govern it."

After sighing for a while, Duan Fengyun continued on his way and finally arrived at the capital after the sun went down.

The night in the capital was also prosperous and lively. Looking at the bustling market, Duan Fengyun smiled; he liked this kind of lively scene.

Duan Fengyun led his horse and found a decent-looking inn to stay in.

After settling his luggage and dealing with a quick meal, Duan Fengyun started strolling through the market.

After some inquiries, Duan Fengyun learned that tonight was the Mid-Autumn Festival lantern show, which was why it was so lively tonight.

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Duan Fengyun, who was strolling along, arrived outside the Huangcheng. Looking at the people standing on the city wall, Duan Fengyun guessed their identities at a glance.

Emperor Wen of Sui, Yang Jian; the current Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang, who was still the Prince of Jin; and the Prince, Yang Yong.

In addition, there were two faces, one old and one young, that Duan Fengyun was familiar with: Yang Su and the young Yuwen Tuo.

Everyone except the young Yuwen Tuo was talking about the lantern show below with Emperor Wen of Sui with a respectful look.

As for Yuwen Tuo, he was looking at the lantern show below with hollow eyes; a year ago, he was still watching the lantern show accompanied by his father the Emperor and his mother the Empress.

A year later, the country was broken and his family was destroyed; his father the Emperor was killed, his mother the Empress was captured, and he was spared from the slaughter because of the family heirloom, the Xuanyuan Sword, but he had been reduced to an executioner.

However, Yuwen Tuo dared not show the hatred in his heart. Although he was still young, he knew his current situation; as long as he revealed a hint of hatred, he would be dead on the spot.

Therefore, he learned to endure, and learned how to survive in this world.

Duan Fengyun looked at the serious-faced Yuwen Tuo, knowing that although this little fellow was young, he already understood the principle of how to survive in these chaotic times.

After wandering around for a while, Duan Fengyun finally arrived at the Situ Gong Mansion of Yang Su by asking for directions.

In order to get close to Yuwen Tuo, Duan Fengyun had to find a way to settle down in the vicinity.

Duan Fengyun looked around; it seemed that the area near Yang Su's home was filled with high-ranking officials and nobles, so it appeared his idea of establishing a home here would be very difficult.

Duan Fengyun circled the Situ Gong Mansion, but after failing to find a suitable place, he had no choice but to return in low spirits.

After returning to the inn, Duan Fengyun began to think of other ways to approach Yuwen Tuo.

However, after thinking it over, he could not come up with any good ideas.

Unable to think of a solution, he had no choice but to close his eyes again and begin studying the "Xuanyuan Imperial Sword Technique" and the "Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique."

This night was the same as the night before; because the "Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique" was too mentally exhausting, Duan Fengyun fell fast asleep again by midnight.

Through this repeated use and recovery of his mental energy, Duan Fengyun felt that his Spirit Sense had also improved quite a bit compared to before.

After waking up, Duan Fengyun changed his clothes and aimlessly strolled over to the Situ Gong Mansion.

Looking at the heavily guarded Situ Gong Mansion, Duan Fengyun shook his head; he was not afraid of the heavy security, but rather of Yang Su inside.

The Situ Gong of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Su, who had been transformed by the Demon Lord, possessed terrifying strength, and Duan Fengyun dared not provoke him.

After wandering around and failing to find a suitable target, Duan Fengyun had no choice but to give up.

It seemed that settling down near the Situ Gong Mansion was unrealistic, so he had to change his approach and see if he could sneak into the Situ Gong Mansion.

Meanwhile, inside the Situ Gong Mansion, Yuwen Tuo was still constantly brandishing the Xuanyuan Sword in his own courtyard.

To avenge his country and family, to preserve his life, and to rescue his mother, he had to desperately become stronger and could not give himself a single moment to catch his breath.

Every day, Yuwen Tuo repeatedly pushed himself to the limit, seeking to increase his strength by even a fraction.

Just then, a servant came to report that Yang Su was looking for him; Yuwen Tuo put away the Xuanyuan Sword, calmed the True Qi within his body, and then walked toward the main hall with his hand tightly gripping the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, Yang Su saw Yuwen Tuo walking over with a look of murderous intent, but after seeing the Xuanyuan Sword in Yuwen Tuo's hand, his expression returned to normal.

Yang Su spoke:

"Tuo'er, you cannot spend all day just practicing the sword; you must also study the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as military strategy and tactics.

Do you wish to become a reckless brute with brawn but no brains in the future?"

Yuwen Tuo replied coldly:

"Tuo'er understands.

Tuo'er will set aside time to read books and study military strategy."

Yuwen Tuo now firmly believed that Yang Su was worried his cultivation was too high and that he would eventually be unable to control him, so he gave Yang Su a perfunctory reply.

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