Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 831 Martial Arts Snow Lotus (Part 1)

A crescent moon suddenly lit up in the darkness; she had opened her eyelids herself.

Dead of night.

The west wind is cold.

The legend of snow falling in August on the Tianshan Mountains seems to be true, but she is still 800 li away from the Tianshan Mountains. It is only halfway through May, yet there is already such a chill in the air. She had lived in Xilong for 20 years and had never known this before.

But he never wore a single layer of clothing, and slept in the alleyways, exhausted and wounded.

She wrapped her clothes tighter, trying to fall asleep again, but her anxiety wouldn't go away. So she lowered her head again, carefully pulled out half a dagger from her chest, and looked at her face in the dim light. She saw a pair of young, bright eyes that seemed out of place on her wrinkled face.

Tears welled up again, but she forced them back.

Her father used to teach her the art of disguise. At first, she was very interested and mastered it in just a few months. But when she entered the deep end, she couldn't help but avoid it and run away.

"The eyes are the eyes of the heart. The art of disguise is never about dressing up, but about behavior." She never thought she had taken her father's words to heart, but now they came to mind very clearly. "Among them, the eyes are the hardest to fake. Look, you may look like a beggar, but you are still a young lady in your bones."

"What kind of flesh and blood does a beggar have?" she thought to herself, but no one answered.

But it didn't actually involve acting, because although she learned how to make pupils, she could only use carefully prepared materials. She also avoided the material-gathering process when traveling the world.

The young lady of Jiandu Villa is not only the apple of the master's eye, but also a renowned and proud daughter of Xilong South. She is accomplished in martial arts, calligraphy and painting, classics and all kinds of arts. She is knowledgeable and can talk about her hometown with travelers from all over the world. In addition, she is elegant and gentle, and her appearance is outstanding. She is admired by everyone.

A face that looks incredibly realistic is enough for "Mr. Langyuan" to steal the show at gatherings. There's no point in having to extract a thin, opaque membrane from tree sap and fish glue in the martial arts world and actually make his eyes look like a beggar's...

That's what she thought at the time.

Her heart pounded as she listened intently to the sounds around her. Even the slightest footstep would startle her and make her hold her breath. But then she would think that those people didn't need to make a sound to get to her.

Her stomach was churning with hunger when she heard a sound coming from the east street... the sound of a pot lid and firewood.

She weakly closed her eyes and touched the last silver ingot in her pocket. She would have to wait another half an hour.

Illinois, Colorless City.

Yizhou is a state of medium size in Xilong, and Wusecheng is a city of medium size within that state.

Lu Yuque had only been here once. On that occasion, she learned that the most powerful sect in the city was called Changxing Sword Sect, and that their sect leader's son would later write to her frequently.

Now that she's here for the second time, she knows that the meat buns here cost two coins each.

Beggars cannot use silver ingots. She only realized this when she got to the steamer, but it was too late. Some people with swords and knives walked into the shop behind her, and she didn't want to be noticed by anyone.

So, quick-witted, he made a shady move and rushed upstairs, saying in a low, hoarse voice with his head held high, "Here, give me five big meat buns, and three more days of superior accommodations."

The innkeeper didn't catch thieves, and he didn't care where the beggar's money came from. Lu Yuque lowered his head and went inside with the steamed buns.

The hall was almost full of travelers on their way early in the morning. This scene was both strange and familiar, making her feel a little dazed. In the past, when she occasionally stayed at the hotel with her father, she was always surrounded by stares. She never paid attention to those faces. Now, as she hoped, apart from a few scattered glances, no one paid any attention to her.

"Sect Leader Xu, are you also heading to Huazhou?" The man's deep voice was weary from his journey, his face showing signs of fatigue.

The middle-aged man in the long robe stared blankly out the window, then suddenly turned around: "Gushan Gang Leader was right in front of you... Didn't you, the Upper Sect Diancang, say anything?"

"No news at all."

"I heard that actually... never mind."

“I said, Diancang and Kongtong are actually the same.” “…Yes.”

"Sect Leader Xu, what kind of growth did you send out?"

"...It has already formed buds."

"I've already opened a book."

"...Will it really become a complete blank?"

"Completely blank."

Both of them remained silent.

Lu Yuque walked inside with his head down, but couldn't help but tremble.

"The Deer Paw Sect has spread rumors throughout the martial arts world that they have a way to suppress it, but it is unknown whether this is true or not."

"The Deer Paw Sect is known for its kindness and courage to step forward at this time, which is truly admirable. But whether their method will actually work... I have little hope." Chief Cheng said in a low voice. "Even the Heavenly Mountain Sect hasn't offered a solution, and all the major sects have kept quiet. Even if the Deer Paw Sect has made a discovery, it will probably only delay things for a while at most."

"A delay of a day or two is fine... A few more days and it will be the first day of June, at which time the Jade Pool Assembly will be held..."

With a choked voice and pursed lips, Lu Yuque moved his feet like a wooden doll, climbing the stairs step by step.

Just then, hurried and flustered footsteps rushed in from outside and burst open the inn's door.

Master Xu raised his head, recognized his impetuous disciple, and frowned slightly: "What's the rush? - Greet Chief Xiang Cheng."

But the young man heard nothing. It seemed that he had exhausted all his energy to hold on to the matter, and now, the moment he saw that familiar face, it just burst out of his mouth.

“Master, Master! I heard, I just heard… Jian Du Villa was wiped out, more than a hundred people, Sect Leader Lu… Sect Leader Lu was beheaded with a single sword, and Xi Long Immortal Platform has completely sealed off Suiye City… We, we…” He gasped for breath, the inn was silent, and it took him a long time to say in a hoarse voice, “Let’s go back, Master.”

No one spoke in the lobby; only the footsteps ascending the stairs disappeared.

The atmosphere in the inn was oppressive, but Lu Yuque had grown accustomed to being enveloped in such an atmosphere.

For the past two weeks, the entire western region has been gripped by fear and unease.

This is not a tragedy that befell her alone.

On the first day of the fifth lunar month, snow lotus buds sprout from the earth, reaching as far south as Sichuan and as far north as the mountains and seas, perhaps six thousand miles, perhaps eight thousand miles, with countless sects of all sizes.

Whether their martial arts manuals were written on paper or carved in wood or stone, and whether they were repeatedly printed and distributed or kept as unique copies for hundreds of years and passed down only to one lineage.

All of them sprouted tender buds, as beautiful and enchanting as ice and snow.

Lu Yuque walked into the room, closed the door behind him, locked the window, and only then dared to gently take out the tightly wrapped package.

She slowly opened it, then stared blankly at it for a while.

Tender white buds sway on the surface of the "Shijian Wujie Jing" (释剑无解经), as lovely as jade and snow.

It really didn't grow any bigger.

　Due to map and route changes, it can only be divided into two chapters, hence the late hour!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)