“Master Ye…”
Wang Yi Xing called out nervously.
“Haha.”
Ru Xian Gu Chen strummed the strings of his qin, tilting his head and laughing: “You remind me of my senior brother. He was just like you, full of confidence, confident that no one in the world could defeat him. Unfortunately, he’s dead…”
“He wasn't as good as me, so he died.”
Ye Feng put down his wine cup and watched Ru Xian Gu Chen with interest.
Since the system was able to acquire emotional values, Ru Xian Gu Chen was the only one Ye Feng had met who had no emotional fluctuations.
Such a person was not due to their high cultivation.
But rather, they had a death wish.
“Perhaps.”
Ru Xian Gu Chen didn’t argue, placing a jade bottle in front of Wang Yi Xing: “This wine is called Peach Blossom. You can take a bottle back to your master.”
“I’ll thank you on behalf of my master…”
Wang Yi Xing put the jade bottle in his chest: “But sir, you haven’t answered my question. My Wang Cheng Mountain is now the leader of the Daoist sect. We have no other ambitions and wouldn’t exploit you.”
“I know. But I’m ultimately a person who shouldn’t exist.”
Ru Xian Gu Chen shook his head, placing another jade bottle in front of Ye Feng: “Little friend Ye has evoked memories of my senior brother. This bottle of Peach Blossom is in gratitude to you…”
“Unfortunately, I’ve already passed on the Western Chu Sword Song to one person. I cannot pass it on to you.”
“Oh?”
Ye Feng took the jade bottle, smiling: “Just because your senior brother had a similar confidence to mine, you wanted to pass on the Western Chu Sword Song to me?”
“Just acting on impulse.”
Ru Xian Gu Chen didn’t explain further. When he looked up, a man covered in blood was already standing in the courtyard below.
Wang Yi Xing heard the sound and turned to look, his eyes widening slightly: “The sword embryo from Wushuang City…”
Song Yan Hui: “???”
“Cough, cough, it’s a natural sword embryo…”
Song Yan Hui coughed twice: “You only said sword embryo, it sounds like you’re insulting me.”
“Save your breath, I’m not Master Ye…”
Wang Yi Xing rolled his eyes: “What’s with all the blood on you?”
“Since you and Young Master Ye came in, countless people have been trying to force their way into this courtyard…”
Song Yan Hui retracted the Water Moon Sword, saluting: “This is Song Yan Hui, disciple of Wushuang City, I pay my respects to Elder Gu. I’m also greeting Young Master Ye.”
Gu Chen didn’t acknowledge him, but merely looked up at the direction outside the courtyard, lost in thought.
“Mm.”
Ye Feng nodded, his divine sense sweeping out.
Outside the courtyard, a group of martial artists were facing each other with their swords drawn. The originally quiet end of the street was now filled with martial arts masters who had arrived from all over the country.
Then, the sound of horse hooves filled the air…
Bai Li Cheng Feng, the son of the Marquis of the West, in a white robe, whipped his horse into the street, shouting: “This street is closed. Anyone who enters will be killed!”
“This street isn’t yours, Marquis of the West. Why can’t people walk?”
A swordsman shouted.
“Why?”
Bai Li Cheng Feng rode his horse past the swordsman, his sword flashing out and back. The swordsman's head was now in his hand, as he coldly repeated: “This street is closed. Anyone who enters will be killed!”
As the martial arts rogues were terrified, a group of 100 Po Feng soldiers appeared on the street. Their long swords flashed, driving the rogues away from the street, before forming an orderly line on both sides.
Bai Li Cheng Feng also moved his horse to the side, his eyes fixed on the end of the street. A carriage slowly approached.
The carriage stopped in front of the courtyard, and an old man stepped out.
“Greetings, Marquis!”
All the soldiers on both sides dismounted and knelt on one knee.
Bai Li Luo Chen nodded, then another person stepped out of the carriage. Bai Li Cheng Feng’s face changed: “The academy’s young teacher?”
“I am, today…”
Xiao Ru Feng walked past Bai Li Cheng Feng, smiling: “Xiao Ru Feng, the King of Langya.”
After his words fell, Xiao Ru Feng pushed forward slightly. A door suddenly appeared there, and he walked in.
“Block this place, no one can go inside.”
Bai Li Luo Chen instructed Bai Li Cheng Feng, before following him in.
“Yes, father.”
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Seeing the door open again, Wang Yi Xing’s heart sank. However, he saw that Xiao Ru Feng was completely clean, unlike Song Yan Hui.
“They’ve finally arrived.”
Seeing Bai Li Luo Chen enter with Xiao Ru Feng, Ru Xian Gu Chen sighed.
“I’ve finally met Master Gu.”
Xiao Ru Feng smiled and bowed.
Bai Li Luo Chen, who entered after him, walked to Xiao Ru Feng’s side. As he looked at Gu Chen, the normally composed Marquis of the West trembled, and he sighed.
“You’ve come for the academy?”
Ru Xian Gu Chen gently stroked his qin, glancing at the Marquis of the West, and then said: “Or have you come for the court?”
“I’ve come for the court.”
Xiao Ru Feng smiled and answered.
“There are many people who can handle this matter. The local governor, the Tianqi Ministry of Justice, or the Shadow Guard directly under the emperor, why hand it over to an academy student?”
Ru Xian Gu Chen said slowly: “I guess you’re a Xiao. You need to accumulate merits, and you want to take this glory by arresting me?”
“Then, where do you rank among the princes?”
“Master truly deserves to be on par with my master…”
Xiao Ru Feng’s hand gently rested on his sword: “I’m the ninth, my name is Ru Feng.”
“As a swordsman, I admire you. But that’s two different things from me taking you away.”
“Ninth Prince!”
Before Ru Xian Gu Chen could move, Wang Yi Xing stepped forward, blocking Xiao Ru Feng: “Although Master was once from Western Chu, Western Chu has been destroyed, and Master has been in seclusion. There’s no way he could threaten the safety of Bei Li again.”
“That’s a different matter.”
Xiao Ru Feng shook his head again.
“You seem to be an unreasonable prince?”
Wang Yi Xing’s eyebrows furrowed, not intimidated by the other party’s status as a prince.
Xiao Ru Feng smiled slightly: “I understand reason, I understand loyalty. But as I said, that’s two different things.”
“So you want to take Master away? Just because of you?”
Wang Yi Xing said softly.
Xiao Ru Feng leaned forward slightly: “I want to try.”
“Good! Then let’s try!”
Wang Yi Xing roared, his wooden sword ready to be drawn. At that moment, Song Yan Hui stepped forward, holding the Water Moon Sword hilt: “I will!”
“Sword embryo, the relationship between Wushuang City and the court has always been very good.”
Wang Yi Xing kindly reminded him.
‘Clang,’ the Water Moon Sword unsheathed, pointing at Xiao Ru Feng: “As he said, that’s two different things.”
“Also, I’m a natural sword embryo, not just a sword embryo.”
“Yes, I’m here today, first, not on official business. Second, there’s no imperial edict. I’m using my sword to take Master away, and you can naturally stop me with your swords.”
Xiao Ru Feng nodded.
“With those words, Yi Xing is at ease.”
Wang Yi Xing bowed, then suddenly turned to Ye Feng and bowed: “Master Ye, Yi Xing would like to ask for your assistance. What kind of price would you require?”
“You want me to draw my sword?”
Ye Feng looked at Wang Yi Xing’s serious expression, and shook his head: “The price of killing a prince…”
“Can Wang Cheng Mountain afford it?”
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【Ding! Emotion value from Wang Yi Xing +100!】
【Ding! Emotion value from Bai Li Luo Chen +100!】
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