Chapter 89

Huang Huang Yaoshi looked at the large hole in the ground, as if blasted by a siege crossbow, and couldn't help but sigh: "You young rascal now possess profound internal energy; this single finger strike is even more formidable than my own cultivation of over ten years."

Jiang Sishui smiled slightly, making no false show of humility, and said: "Many thanks, Senior, for the grace of teaching me martial arts."

Huang Huang Yaoshi shook his head and said: "This finger art of mine can barely qualify as a 'Divine Art,' far inferior to your body movement technique and sword technique."

Jiang Sishui laughed and said: "This junior merely benefits from the legacy of predecessors; it is you, Senior, who created your own martial arts, truly a pioneer of the martial path."

Hearing this, Huang Huang Yaoshi chuckled, his expression filled with considerable pride.

The martial achievement he was most proud of in his life was not his Great Grandmaster cultivation, but two other matters.

First, he initially created "Flicking Finger Divine Power" while at the Grandmaster realm, perfected it after breaking through to the Great Grandmaster realm, and finally elevated it to the status of a "Divine Art."

Second, through exchanges and discussions with the Night Emperor, he created an even stronger Divine Art—Great Waves Washing Away Flowers!

"Great Waves Washing Away Flowers" had even received the Night Emperor's approval, who said that although it was not top-tier among "Divine Arts," it was already of upper-middle quality.

This made Huang Huang Yaoshi extremely proud.

Feeling happy, he did not stint on praise: "Your talent for martial arts is very high; if you are willing to devote effort to research, achieving such a feat is not difficult."

Jiang Sishui smiled, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, seemed to have just discovered Feng Heng and her daughter who had entered, so he turned to look.

Ignoring Feng Heng, all his gaze focused on the young girl beside her.

The figure in the courtyard had long hair cascading over her shoulders, wore white clothes over her entire body, and her hair was bound with a golden ribbon; reflected by the sunlight, it shimmered brilliantly, just like a fairy descending from heaven.

Looking closer, although the young girl was still young in age, she was truly a peerless beauty never before seen in his life; as her autumn-wave eyes flowed, her radiance startled the world, making all the beauties under heaven appear dull as dirt in comparison.

A single backward glance spawned a hundred charms, rendering the powders and eyeshadows of the six palaces colorless.

Her beauty possessed the moist freshness and poetic charm of the Jiangnan water towns, clear and translucent like dew condensing among flowers.

Her skin was fairer than snow, her eyebrows and eyes painted like a picture, delicate and spiritual, pure and beautifully unconventional; in the clear breeze, her white shirt moved slightly, resembling a lily in full bloom.

Her eyes were crystal clear and extremely vivid, possessing a pure beauty that was light, lively, and transcended the mundane world.

A shallow smile often lingered on her lips; her unparalleled beauty carried a touch of innocent naivety, adding a unique natural beauty that was purely playful and heaven-sent.

Jiang Sishui felt dazzled as if flowers bloomed before his eyes, his breath catching in his throat, as if breathing too heavily would ruin this portrait of a beauty who seemed not of this world.

This was the first time the two had gazed at each other from close range.

Seeing the slight obsession in Jiang Sishui's somewhat dazed eyes, Huang Rong felt both shy and joyful in her heart, feeling that her elaborate dressing up today was not in vain.

However, although she was very satisfied with Jiang Sishui's reaction, she showed nothing of it on the surface; instead, with a teasing expression, she said: "Hey, surname Jiang, snap out of it! Are you trying to swallow me whole with that look?"

As she spoke, her hand, fair as white snow, waved in front of Jiang Sishui's eyes.

Her voice was clear and soft, both delicate and crisp.

Jiang Sishui slightly regained his senses and saw Huang Rong giggling at him.

To the side, Feng Heng's expression was complex, while Huang Huang Yaoshi wore a look of vigilance.

Jiang Sishui felt a wave of embarrassment in his heart.

This was the second time he had been mesmerized by looking at a woman.

The first time was Wang Wang Wang Yuyan; her appearance and temperament as the "Immortal Sister" were simply too outstanding.

After all, facing one of the most externally brilliant women under heaven, I fear no normal man would remain unmoved.

Huang Rong was actually slightly inferior to Wang Wang Wang Yuyan by half a notch, but alas, she carried too many halos!

In his previous life, when people spoke of wuxia, they would think of Old Jin.

And when discussing the female characters written by Old Jin, most people would undoubtedly think of Huang Rong; even if she was just one of those remembered, she would certainly never be absent.

Coupled with Huang Rong's various inner virtues, her attraction to Jiang Sishui actually surpassed that of Wang Wang Wang Yuyan.

Seeing Huang Rong's elfin and playful expression, Jiang Sishui almost let his mouth run wild with flirtation.

Fortunately, he realized in time that others were present, immediately reining in his heart, and laughed: "The young lady is quite right; I do intend to swallow you down."

As soon as these words were spoken, all three—Huang Rong and the others—froze in shock.

This was originally Huang Rong's joking remark and teasing words; how could Jiang Sishui actually admit to it?

This was simply too awkward!

Huang Rong's toes curled inside her shoes.

Huang Huang Yaoshi, however, flew into a rage.

This young rascal; learning his martial arts was one thing, but actually coveting his daughter and speaking so disrespectfully...

Huang Huang Yaoshi, unable to bear it any longer, was about to open his mouth to scold him when he saw Jiang Sishui suddenly snatch the food box from Huang Rong's hands.

"But I am a human; how can a human eat a human? Of course, I mean eating this! So Young Lady Huang was only half right."

The three of them: "..."

Just that?

Wait, would it kill you to not pause dramatically in the middle of your sentence?!

While the three were speechless, Jiang Sishui had already opened the lid of the box.

The food box was large, divided into three layers; the first layer contained a bowl of smoked frog legs, an eight-treasure fat duck, and a pile of snow-white silver thread rolls.

The second layer held dumplings, fried rice, flower rolls, and bean noodles.

The third layer consisted of Huang Rong's signature dishes: "Whose Flute Hears the Falling Plum from the Jade Flute 290," "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Bright Moon," and "Good Match Soup"; these three items had cost her the most time.

The aroma of the food wafted out, causing both Jiang Sishui's and Huang Huang Yaoshi's stomachs to growl in unison.

Just as Jiang Sishui took a deep breath, the food box was snatched back by Huang Rong: "I worked hard to make this; it's not for you to eat. If you want to eat, it won't be that easy!"

Jiang Sishui pondered and said: "Not that easy, meaning there is still a chance?"

The young girl smiled and said: "That depends on your sincerity."

"Then what kind of 'sincerity' counts as having sincerity?" Jiang Sishui pressed.

Huang Rong's eyes darted flexibly, and she said: "I want you to exchange it for the sword technique you displayed yesterday!"

"Agreed."

"And add the footwork you used yesterday!"

"Good."

"I want your Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts too! I want it all!"

"Fine! I agree to everything, satisfied?"

One made an exorbitant demand, the other agreed with ironclad certainty, leaving Huang Huang Yaoshi standing nearby utterly stunned.

Although Huang Rong was his own daughter, even Huang Huang Yaoshi felt at this moment that her conditions were too excessive.

Yet Jiang Sishui had agreed without hesitation?

Had this kid's brain been soaked in water?

Feng Heng did not think like him; instead, she looked thoughtful.

Jiang Sishui's doting love for Huang Rong was undisguised in his diary, so what seemed extremely absurd to outsiders held no surprise for her.

And if she could figure it out, would Huang Rong not?

Huang Rong clearly knew how Jiang Sishui would answer, so why go through the trouble of raising this "harsh" requirement just to hear him say it?

Unconsciously, Feng Heng glanced at Huang Huang Yaoshi, suddenly understanding somewhat.

This was likely done deliberately for Huang Huang Yaoshi's benefit.

The purpose was simple: to let Huang Huang Yaoshi see Jiang Sishui's sincerity.

Once Huang Huang Yaoshi was satisfied with Jiang Sishui, he would not obstruct their relationship.

As long as he did not meddle, Jiang Sishui would not raise his fists against this future father-in-law.

This benefited both parties.

In an instant, Feng Heng understood Huang Rong's painstaking intentions.

Jiang Sishui did not know Huang Rong possessed a copy of the diary, so naturally, he could not anticipate all this.

He simply answered whatever Huang Rong asked from the bottom of his heart.

Huang Rong handed over the food box, then patted Jiang Sishui's shoulder, saying, "Alright! I was just teasing you. I don't want your martial arts either; consider that I, this young lady, just find you agreeable, so I'm selling you these dishes."

"Selling?" Jiang Sishui asked in surprise.

"What? Do you despise it? Unwilling to buy? Or do you intend to eat without paying?" Huang Rong glared.

Jiang Sishui hurriedly nodded, "Buy! Buy! I'll buy! Such a good opportunity, others beg for it and cannot get it; how could I refuse?"

Seeing Jiang Sishui act as if he feared she might renege, Huang Rong could not help but smile gently.

At the same time, she felt a wave of warmth in her heart.

She knew very well that the man before her possessed an extremely domineering nature.

The diary content was clear proof, and yesterday's ruthless, merciless slaughter served as corroborating evidence.