Chapter 143: The Magical Voiced Woman
When the old man flipped his hand over, the Shattering Wind Blade strangely disappeared from his hands and another blade appeared in its place. It was an “strange blade”, half of the handle was made from the solid wood, the blade was roughly polished, and it was fastened tightly to the wood by rusty iron wire. This was clearly a self-made small knife made to peel off fruits.
The old man threw the knife at his feet and said plainly, “When you are able to wound him with this knife, that’s the time you can come and see me.”
Leng Ya picked up the small knife without any hesitation. His gaze was focused on Chu Jingtian, eyes raging with fury. He had a reason for coming; Chu Cangming making him to do such task, he must not have any complains.
Chu Jingtian retreated as he waved his hand, in a great rush he said, “Wait a moment young brother, we can fight. as Da Niu, I am not afraid of anything, but you must let me know your name first.”
“Leng Ya.” Leng Ya raised the small knife.
“Oh, that. My name is Chu Jingtian, you can just call me Da Niu… Ah!” After Chu Jingtian made his introduction, he produced a mournful miserable cry—not because Leng Ya was stabbing at him suddenly but because the Cangming sword, the one he loved more than his own life even hugging it while he slept, had also flown into the old man’s hand, then disappeared.
“Grandpa, please don’t do that, I didn’t do anything wrong… Grandpa, please return the Cangming sword to me.” Chu Jingtian almost knelt down in front of the old man, even forcing out some tears. His pitiful expression was just like a small girl asking for some candies.
“Practising the sword alone with the Cangming sword will contribute to your success, but now that you have an opponent, it will restrain your progress. During these times, you’ll use this sword instead.” The old man waved his hand and the rusty iron sword that Chu Jingtian had used before pierced the ground before him.
Chu Jingtian pulled the sword out. He knew that once his grandpa had made a decision, even if he were to kneel down for three days and three nights to ask him to change his mind, his decision would never waver. Chu Jingtian could only respond sadly, “Grandpa, how long do you mean by ‘during these days’?”
The old man closed his eyes, totally ignoring him.
Chu Jingtian just gave up, turned to face Leng Ya, his face exposed a smile uglier than crying, “Your blade is gone, my sword is also gone… And you are to blame! Come, let’s head out to practice, I will go easy on you.”
Leng Ya snorted coldly, without hesitation he followed behind.
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On the other hand.
In a unique courtyard outside of Tian Long City, the place was not something glamorous. During ordinary days, there were few people, but no one cared to learn about the owner of this courtyard. No one knew when it had started, but the gates of the courtyard was open. Maybe it was because the owner had returned and planned to stay for a few days.
Within the courtyard, there was a young man that stood near the window, silently enjoying the view of the water pond in the courtyard. The lotus flowers in the pond had long since bloomed, but the lotus leaves were still green at the heart. The young man seemed around twenty-three or twenty-four years of age, in a white suit, golden belt, brows like swords, eyes like water, face like a crown jade, slender body tall and straight. His stare was extraordinary between self-confidence and natural pride. Although he was just simply standing there, his whole body had the air of a domineering noble, very serenely calm, and absolutely incomparable to any sons from ordinary families. Even if he was to compare with the princes of the Tian Long royal family, no one could be his equal.
Without a sound, a figure of the person in a full black suit with the red belt wrapped around his waist appeared behind him. Keeling down, the figure fully bowed as he said in a low voice, “He is already gone.”
“Oh?” The young man did not turn, but his face exposed a faint smile, “When did he leave?”
“He has been traveling for half a day.”
“Half day?” The young man gently touched the windowsill with his fingers, his eyes slowly contracted as he said, “Ying, do you know why I care for this person in my heart?”
“I don’t know.”
As the sword beside this young master, he only completed all the tasks that were assigned to him, without any questions asked. He knew things that he ought know, and also things that he ought not to know.
“Not very long ago, I received some very interesting new. The details of this news was that this person knows the whereabouts of the Southern Empire Sword.” Upon mentioning the Southern Empire Sword, a burning flame flashed through the young man’s eyes. Information an the Southern Empire Sword was not only important to the Clan of Southern Empire, for him, it was also similarly important.
The usual stiff face of Ying suddenly changed. He evidently knew the predicted outcome if the Southern Empire Clan found the sword.
“The Southern Empire Sword has never appeared before. Originally, I thought that this was just some nonsense topic, but the reaction of the Southern Empire Clan has give me reason to believe it is real. The Southern Empire Clan surely aren’t stupid.” The young man was still at the windowsill and his voice was as plain as water.
“What’s worthy of our rejoicing is this person who has made a three year long deal with the clan of the Southern Empire. Regarding the details of this deal, I still have no idea about it but one thing is for sure, the earliest that the Southern Empire Sword will fall into the hands of the clan of Southern Empire is after three years. Three years is long enough.”
He turned, eyes hang low, glancing down from a high position he said, “Ying, if I were to permit you to kill him, how much assurance do you have in succeeding?”
“A hundred percent.”
“But if you were to interrogate him to reveal the whereabouts of the Southern Empire sword?”
“……”
“That’s right, you cannot guarantee it. Killing people is your expertise. To obtain an exceptionally great sword, killing is also needed, but if he could be made to reveal the information through, then the Southern Empire Clan would have already done it. After continuously gathering information these past few days, I’m starting to have interest in this person called Ye Wuchen. For someone to interest me, even if I were to stamp on him until his death, he should feel honored.”
While he was sharing his thoughts, his face did not show any arrogance, as if everything should go his way. This was the real strength propped up by natural pride and confidence.
“To have obtained such information, I’m really glad I come to this Tian Long Nation once in awhile. Ying, you go ahead. Your mission right now is to go and amuse yourself in this Tian Long City. The sword will not always have to be stained by blood, occasionally it may be washed clean among the people of the mundane world. Naturally, the matter regarding the Southern Empire Sword will be handled by somebody.”
Ying quietly retreated, disappearing like a cloud of mist, just like the noiseless way he had appeared.
“Meng-er, taking you out for a sightseeing tour is really a good idea. Since you already heard everything, you must know what you should do now.” The young man curved a corner of his mouth, hooking up a faint smile. His eyes looked at the crack of the door that had already been unknowingly opened.
After a short moment of hesitation, the door was gently opened to expose the figure of a woman, striding elegant and charming footsteps as she approached. Graceful, elegant, and refined, she wore a light blue dress with a gold gilded jade belt around her waist and slightly narrow skirt wrapped her slim legs. The slender curve of her delicate body could be seen even though it was covered by the dress, swinging around so attractively, like an immortal goddess that descended to the earth from the clouds. Her face was enough to make people’s mind swing, like falling into the dreamland at her charming goddess-like face and skin as delicate as clear water.
Every bit of her face was exquisite; every inch was so delicate that it made people amazed. A collection of all the perfect attributes that women dreamt of were combined into one body. Her smile was shrouded in jade, her temperament wa noble and elegant, but with a dignity that cannot be offended. Just like the snow lotus on the heavenly mountain, she was noble and holy.
The young man’s eyes were in a frenzy. He raised his eyebrows with a handsome evil laugh he said, “My Meng-er always amazes people. I remember that night when you stood alone under the moon. From afar, I thought you were the goddess of the moon who came down to earth. I’ve heard that Shui Mengchan from the Southern Empire Clan made a public appearance in order for her to have the well-deserved title of the Tian Long Nation’s Number One Beauty. If my Meng-er was to become a resident of the Tian Long City, the real beauty deserving of the title of Tian Long Nation’s Number One Beauty will no longer belong to Shui Mengchan, am I right, my Meng-er?”
He reached out a hand, with eyes blurred he intended to touch the face of the woman. The woman’s delicate eyebrows raised as she stepped back and gently said, “Ximing, two months. Can you really not wait?”
Her voice floated around indistinctly. It had come from her mouth, but it sounded like it came from all directions, as if by some strange magic. The man's intoxicated facial expression is still present, but his eyes have become clear like water. He smiled softly and said, “I can only blame it on my Meng-er who is too charming, making me almost unable to resist. I have already waited for my Meng-er for so many years, how can I not wait for another two months time?”
The woman's eyes become soft. Blinking her eyes like water, her delicate lips gently said, “Thank you, Ximing.”
The man laughed, party reprimanding, “We will get married after two months, do you still regard me as an outsider? To not be allowed to get close to any man before the age of twenty, that is the rule of your Mei Yin Imperial Family, and you are already the last of your blood. How can I force you to abandon the dignity of the Mei Yin Imperial Family?”
The woman smiled thankfully at him. These four words, “Mei Yin imperial family”, gave her a faint sad emotion. The Mei Yin Tribe had been wiped out and she was the only lucky survivor.
The man faintly smiled as he continued on, “Meng-er, you’ve already heard. For being with my Northern Empire Clan for so many years, you must already have enough understanding on the importance of the Southern Empire Sword with regards to my Northern Empire Clan. Up until now, the Southern Empire Clan still hadn’t made their move yet, most likely according to a deal they made to obtain the Southern Empire Sword after three years. This clearly shows that interrogating or threatening him would be completely useless. This matter needs to be handled by you so that it will go perfectly and without any flaws.”
“I know. You shall capture him and I will know once I ask him.” the woman said in a low voice.
The man lifted his hand and shook his head as he said, “Although he is younger than you and I, his cultivation is not bad. He is already one step closer to Spirit-Level. Your power is your charming voice. Your cultivation is too weak, so if you make your move without careful consideration, you might place yourself into a risky situation. There’s a rumor that he possesses some mysterious killing devices that the God of Sword had given him, since the Number One Killer, Tao BaiBai, had died by his hands. If we were to capture him, he might use those killing devices to fight back, then it will certainly alarm the Southern Empire Clan who currently have no idea that we already know that Ye Wuchen has the Southern Empire Sword. Since they don’t want us to know, they will surely provide him protection, If they are alerted, then it will be difficult for us to make our move, so,this time, we will not capture him. Instead, we will need to use some milder options.”
The man’s eagle eyes grew sharp like claws as he deepened his voice and said, “Get closer to him and get all the information from him. When he is unprepared, then we eliminate him.”
This man was actually Yan Ximing, the son of Yan Duanhun, the leader of the Northern Empire Clan.
Translated by:
Fatty_Uncle
Edited by:
seriouspotato patrick_father_of_dragons