The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 499 How to avenge this? Only by dying once!
The fairy-like Wang Yuyan stood outside the manor gate, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, a faint trace of sorrow hanging between her brows.

With a creak, the courtyard gate was opened again.

Xu Xingchen stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Miss Wang, how have you been!"

"Master Xu, I apologize for disturbing you!"

Wang Yuyan nodded slightly, about to say something, when she suddenly heard a little girl's voice sounding sarcastic from the side.

"Hmph, she really does look exactly like that one."

If Xu Xingchen hadn't made a pact with Tianshan Tonglao on the way here, he would definitely have used the word "bitch" in that sentence.

Hearing the voice, Wang Yuyan turned her head and saw a very beautiful girl with long, snow-white hair looking at her with a very unfriendly gaze. She was taken aback.

After a moment, he looked up at Xu Xingchen and asked in confusion, "Master Xu, who is this?"

"Ah, this is your maternal grandmother's senior sister: Tianshan Child Granny." Xu Xingchen didn't hide Xiao Wu Xingyun's identity and continued under Wang Yuyan's shocked gaze, "She has a grudge against your maternal grandmother, and you look very similar to her, so she dislikes you extremely."

Wang Yuyan let out a soft "Ah," and when she looked at Tianshan Tonglao again, her gaze became somewhat bewildered.

"Hello, senior!"

Xiao Wu Xingyun rolled her eyes, finding fault with everything she said: "Your voice is trembling, am I, Granny Tong, really that scary?"

Wang Yuyan quickly replied, "No, no, this junior is just... just a little surprised by senior's appearance."

Xiao Wu Xingyun was furious: "The reason I became like this is all because of your grandmother's wickedness. Now even you, her granddaughter, dare to mock me."

Wang Yuyan was so frightened she couldn't speak. She felt that this white-haired, childlike woman from Tianshan was incredibly strange and unpredictable, and she wondered if she might suddenly jump up and slap her to death.
At this moment, Xu Xingchen coughed lightly: "Grandma Tong, don't take out your generation's grudges on the younger generation."

Xiao Wuxingyun glanced back at Xu Xingchen and said irritably, "If it weren't for your sake, I would definitely teach this tactless junior a lesson."

Xu Xingchen thought to herself, "How insincere your words are! Don't you know? My concern for face is only a small part of it. The biggest reason is that I'm afraid Senior Wuyazi will get angry and never speak to you again."

On the surface, Xu Xingchen smiled and said, "Thank you for the honor, senior!"

"Hmph! I won't interfere in the affairs of you juniors. You can talk it out yourselves!" Little Witch Xingyun snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Wang Yuyan watched the white-haired girl's figure disappear into the depths of the manor before letting out a long sigh of relief. She patted her chest in relief, "Oh dear, that really scared me to death! Senior's temper is so... uh, so dignified!"

Xu Xingchen smiled and said, "Miss Wang, just be more respectful when you see that senior in the future. I think he shouldn't hold a grudge against you."

Wang Yuyan was about to nod when Xu Xingchen added, "Of course, we should try to avoid meeting each other if possible."

"After all, your grandmother caused that senior a lot of harm back then."

"Of course, that senior also took revenge on your grandmother."

"The feud between those two is not something you or I can resolve."

As Wang Yuyan listened, her body began to tremble. If she hadn't come here on important business, she probably would have turned around and run away.

After a long while, she finally calmed down, her pretty face still contorted with grief: "Master Xu, why is that senior in your manor?"

"Oh, I lured her here," Xu Xingchen said, looking at Wang Yuyan with a meaningful gaze, dropping another bombshell: "...Using your grandfather as bait!!!"

"What?!" Wang Yuyan's emotions, which had just calmed down, were suddenly stirred again. She exclaimed softly, "My...my grandfather?"

She had never met her maternal grandfather since she was a child, and had always thought that he had passed away.

Later, she learned from Xu Xingchen who her maternal grandfather was. However, when Xu Xingchen mentioned her grandfather, she only used four words: "His fate is unknown."

Unbelievable.
How much time had passed? The Master Xu before her had already found her maternal grandfather and brought him to the manor, attracting the terrifying Heavenly Child Granny.
For a moment, Wang Yuyan's mood became very strange.

First, she had never met her maternal grandfather, and she felt a certain longing and curiosity about him.

Secondly, because they had never met their maternal grandfather, there was no familial bond between them whatsoever.

Therefore, she didn't feel much happiness or joy, only a subtle curiosity and some faint anticipation.

Seeing Wang Yuyan's complicated emotions and subsequent silence, Xu Xingchen chuckled and said, "Miss Wang, please come in."

"Thank you, Master Xu!" Wang Yuyan replied and followed Xu Xingchen into the manor.

Since Ye Erniang's last visit, Xu Xingchen has asked Su Xinghe to send a disciple to temporarily serve as a gatekeeper.

As soon as the two entered the courtyard, the disciple of the Deaf-Mute Sect pulled the gate and closed it.

Xu Xingchen led Wang Yuyan to the reception room in her courtyard, where they sat down separately.

Xu Xingchen, sitting in the main seat, reached out his right hand and gently stroked a purple clay teapot on a wooden tray on the table beside him. As he circulated his inner energy, red flames flickered in and out of sight.

In a short while, the water in the purple clay teapot boiled, and thin, white steam shot out from the spout.

Lift the lid of the pot, pick up the bamboo tube from the wooden tray, pour a few tea leaves into the pot, and then put the lid back on.

After steeping for a while, pick up the Yixing teapot and pour the tea into two clean white porcelain teacups.

With a gentle flick of her hand, one of the teacups spun out, not very fast, and wobbled across a distance of about ten feet before silently landing on the table next to Wang Yuyan.

Xu Xingchen said gently, "I'm sorry, Miss Wang, I don't have any servants here, so you'll have to do it yourself. Please have a cup of tea."

Although Wang Yuyan was filled with many thoughts, she also watched Xu Xingchen's tea-making process from beginning to end.

Having studied martial arts from all schools and sects across the land, and now beginning to cultivate the Lingbo Weibu and Beiming Divine Skill, she felt the power of Xu Xingchen's seemingly casual use of internal energy to create fire and boil water with exceptional clarity.

Upon hearing Xu Xingchen's words, she exclaimed, "Master Xu, you are too kind. There are probably very few people in this world who have the opportunity to drink tea personally brewed by you."

"It is truly an honor for me to be personally entertained by you."

Xu Xingchen chuckled to himself, thinking, "Wang Yuyan's interpersonal skills seem to have improved. Could it be that she has spent some time wandering the martial arts world and seen some of its ways?"

Sure enough, after exchanging only a few pleasantries, Wang Yuyan took a sip of tea and said, "Master Xu, I have come today to ask you something."

Xu Xingchen put down her teacup: "Oh, what is it you wish to ask? Please tell me in detail, Miss Wang."

“Yes, it’s about my cousin,” Wang Yuyan said, her brows furrowed with worry. “My cousin and his father have been fighting with Qiao Xiaofeng and his son in the martial world for over a month. Brother Deng and I, along with three others, have gone to search for them, but we always fall behind and never see them.” “However, I heard from those fortunate enough to witness the battle that my cousin has been seriously injured by Xiao Feng.”

"Master Xu, do you have a way to stop their fight?"

Seeing Wang Yuyan's expectant eyes, Xu Xingchen asked in surprise, "Why did you come to me to ask about this? Why do you think I have a way to stop their fight?"

Wang Yuyan said, "I already know that a few months ago, Master Xu, you fought and defeated my cousin and the Tibetan national teacher, Kumārajīva, all by yourself."

"Of all the martial arts practitioners I know, Master Xu, your skill is the highest."

"No one else can help with the battle between my cousin and his father and Xiao Feng and his son, except perhaps Master Xu."

Xu Xingchen shook his head and sighed, "With your intelligence, if you had practiced martial arts since childhood, your achievements would certainly be no less than your cousin's. Now that you've encountered this situation, you could be of some help."

Wang Yuyan's lips twitched slightly, and she said with a wry smile, "Who could have predicted what would happen next?"

Xu Xingchen stopped teasing Wang Yuyan and replied seriously, "With my martial arts skills, I could indeed intervene in their battle, but the grudges and entanglements between them are beyond my ability to resolve."

"Even if I intervene now and stop their fight, they will still continue to kill each other in the future, until one of them is dead."

"So, Miss Wang, you've come to the wrong person."

A glint appeared in Wang Yuyan's eyes: "Even a master like Master Xu can't solve this?"

“Yes, there’s no other way!” Xu Xingchen reassured her, “Miss Wang, back then, Murong Bo, for his own selfish reasons, incited the martial arts masters of the Song Dynasty to attack Xiao Yuanshan’s family of three outside Yanmen Pass. In the end, his wife died, his children were scattered, and he suffered for many years. The resentment in his heart is not so easy to dispel.”

"Neither you nor I can stop them from seeking revenge; we can only wait and see."

Wang Yuyan was speechless, her face filled with sorrow.

Xu Xingchen picked up her teacup, took another sip, and thought to herself, "I can learn from the Sweeper Monk and defeat Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan with martial arts, but I don't have the Sweeper Monk's profound Buddhist teachings to make those two let go of their grudges, laugh it off, and shave their heads and become monks."

"This is difficult to handle."

Footsteps approached the living room, followed by a voice: "Brother Xu, so you're here. I have a few questions for you."

Duan Yu strode into the living room, and when he saw Wang Yuyan sitting in the guest seat, he paused, stammering, "Miss Wang, what brings you here?"

Wang Yuyan put away the sorrowful look on her face, looked up and said with a hint of surprise, "So it's Young Master Duan. Young Master Duan also lives at Dayu Manor?"

Duan Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the intense emotions that suddenly welled up in his chest, then slowly exhaled, smiling and nodding, "Yes, I've been staying at the manor these past few days. I wonder what you, Miss Wang, are like?"

Wang Yuyan sighed softly, "I came here to ask Master Xu for advice, but unfortunately, even Master Xu has no solution."

Duan Yu opened his mouth, almost asking the foolish question, "Miss Wang, what is troubling you?" but he swallowed it back down.

He pursed his lips and nodded, saying, "Even Brother Xu couldn't solve it. It seems that Miss Wang's situation must be quite complicated."

Wang Yuyan nodded and said nothing more.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen, who was sitting at the head of the table, put his teacup back on the table and asked, "Brother Duan, if two people have a blood feud involving the murder of their wives and children, and have harbored that resentment for twenty or thirty years, and then meet again, they immediately start fighting to the death?"

"In this situation, how can we resolve the feud between the two, get them to stop fighting, and turn hostility into friendship?"

"Huh?" Duan Yu scratched the back of his head, feeling that the question Brother Xu had suddenly asked was a bit too difficult.

The hatred of killing his wife and the resentment of losing his children.

This is an irreconcilable feud; if we don't have the power to avenge it, then so be it.

Judging from Brother Xu's words, the two men's martial arts skills should be evenly matched, which is why they fought so fiercely and could not be determined for a while.

Suddenly, Duan Yu realized: "That's right, Brother Xu was referring to the matter of Murong Fu and his son, and Qiao Feng and his son."

"But what does this have to do with Brother Xu?"

"As the saying goes, even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes, let alone the feud between a man who killed his wife and children."

"Murong Fu!" Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan turn her head and look at him expectantly, and immediately understood why she had come.

Thinking that Miss Wang had actually gone to Brother Xu for help for her cousin, Duan Yu couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness even though he had already dispelled her allure.

He murmured softly, "Those two have too deep a grudge and too strong an obsession. Unless they die, there is absolutely no possibility of them turning hostility into friendship."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyan sighed softly and looked away.

Duan Yu shuddered, snapping back to his senses. He remembered the words he had just blurted out and felt a pang of shame.

What he said was true, but his words were too blunt, and it was uncertain whether they would hurt Miss Wang's feelings.
to be honest.

This kid can remain calm when he doesn't see Wang Yuyan.

But when he saw Wang Yuyan, his heart became even more confused.

The power of the white moonlight is not so easily neutralized.

However, Xu Xingchen, who was sitting at the head of the table, had a sudden thought.

"Death turns into enmity"

"Death? Turning into enmity?"

"When the body dies, like a lamp going out, can obsessions be dissolved?"

"I remember in the book's world, the sweeping monk seemed to first knock Murong Bo into a fake death, leaving Xiao Yuanshan without a target for revenge and utterly despondent."

"Then, in order to dissuade Murong Fu from seeking revenge, he was also rendered seemingly dead by a single palm strike from the Sweeper Monk."

"Finally, they healed each other's wounds, thus resolving their enmity."

"Could I learn from this and have them both die first?!"

(End of this chapter)