Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 255 Are You Ready?
"How can niece Guo's filial piety be compared with mere money? It's enough to make people envy her, so why should I laugh at her?" Ye Hong said with a smile.

His words were not entirely meant to ease Guo Sihai's embarrassment, but also came partly from the heart.

Ye Hong has several sons, and it's good enough that they don't get angry with him. How could he think of his old father when there's something delicious? So how can he not be envious? Otherwise, they say daughters are like little cotton-padded jackets.

He had a good relationship with Guo Sihai, and he also liked Guo Qingxue very much. Seeing that Guo Qingxue was so filial at such a young age, he liked her even more.

Then I suddenly had an idea, but now is not the time. I have to think about it carefully and think about it later. In short, whether it succeeds or not, I can't let the relationship become awkward.

Looking over there, Haisha grinned and said, "That guy is quite interesting, very much to my liking. It's a pity that he's too old. If I had met him ten years earlier, I would have taken him in as my disciple."

"Judging from his words and actions, although he is a materialist, he is also frank. Why is Brother Hai so optimistic about him?" Qin Feihong said in silence.

Shaking her head, Haisha said, "No, I just simply think that his personality is very attractive to me."

Retracting his gaze, Jueruo smiled and said, "Speaking of which, this Young Master Yang is really interesting. I am a little unsure about him."

"Young Master Yang? Is that the Young Master Yang that the master just mentioned, the one who enlightened everyone with one word and thus found the real murderer Duan Nie?" Qin Feihong asked curiously.

Nodding, Jueruo said: "Yes, it's him"

Hearing the hidden meaning in his words, Guo Sihai was speechless and asked, "Master, what do you mean by 'I can't tell for sure'?"

"All phenomena are empty and non-phenomenon, that is, they are without form, so this poor monk cannot see it clearly," Jueruo chanted a Buddhist name and shook his head.

Hearing his riddle, Haisha, who wasn't very fond of thinking, looked at Taoist Xuanqing and asked, "Master Xuanqing, what does Master Jueruo mean by this?"

Xuan Qing hadn't thought about it too much at first, but after hearing what Jueruo said, he looked at Chen Xuan carefully and said with a little surprise: "Master's meaning is very simple, that Young Master Yang is not his true face..."

"Why don't you just say it directly? You monks have to say something that people can't understand. You monks are really boring," Haisha said with a sneer.

A thought struck Ye Hong, who said thoughtfully, "Brother Hai, don't you understand? I'm afraid we've all been mistaken. If it was just an ordinary disguise, how could it have been hidden from us? To be honest, even though the masters have made it clear, I still can't tell how he disguised himself. It's so natural. This boy's background is probably not simple."

"There's no point in saying so much. Why don't you just ask him to come over and ask? He should give you this little bit of face," the straightforward Haisha said carelessly.

Shaking his head, Jueruo smiled and said, "No need, he's fine and hasn't offended anyone, why make things difficult for him?"

"That's right," Xuan Qing nodded in agreement.

Seeing that they were not interested, Haisha shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter."

The matter was left at that, and no one took it too seriously. No matter how good Yang Guo's disguise skills were, he couldn't deceive them about his cultivation level. There was no need to embarrass him because of a momentary curiosity. Such unnecessary action might even harm him.

"Dad, look, I bought some delicious food over there. It's so tasty, but the taste is a bit strong. You should try it." Guo Qingxue returned here at this moment, and couldn't wait to share the delicious food with her old father.

Guo Sihai immediately smiled and said, "What delicious food makes Ah Xue so happy? Daddy must try it carefully."

That look and expression showed that he was showing off, just short of saying, "Look how well-behaved our daughter is."

Several people looked at him with smiles on their faces, but Haisha muttered harmlessly in his heart, "You can be happy now, but you will cry when your daughter gets married in the future..."

Although they were far apart, their words, which they did not deliberately avoid, were caught by Chen Xuan's powerful senses. He was speechless. Just because Guo Qingxue ran over and had contact with her, they actually noticed her. What was going on?

Fortunately, they didn't really want to cause trouble for him, so Chen Xuan didn't take it to heart.

Time passed by little by little, and before I knew it, it was almost noon. The desert was boundless, and the sun was high in the sky, making the yellow sand hot. The air near the yellow sand was distorted. It was the hottest time of the day.

At this point, the two main characters still hadn't appeared. Those who came to join in the fun couldn't help but feel puzzled, and even couldn't help complaining. Could it be that they weren't coming, leaving everyone waiting in vain?
Even the impatient Haisha couldn't help but ask, "Brother Guo, did your father and the others agree to meet in the afternoon?"

"Everyone, please be patient. My father has not agreed on a specific time with Master Liu, but it is definitely today. It is still unknown whether Master Liu will come, but my father will definitely be there. I think he will be here soon," Guo Sihai said calmly.

In fact, deep down, he was hoping that Liu Zhenwei would break the appointment, so that a fight could be avoided. At his father's level, no matter who wins or loses in the end, it would be an extremely dangerous thing. Even if he wins, it will definitely not be easy. It would be best if this matter was left unresolved, even if it would disappoint everyone, it would be better for him than a real fight.

But this kind of thing is not something he can decide, he can only wait silently.

With his words, everyone felt relieved and changed the topic to talk about other ways to pass the time. As the sun was about to reach its zenith, countless people waited anxiously. Everyone present, including Chen Xuan, who was at the Xiantian realm, almost looked in the same direction within a few breaths.

On the other side of Cuiyu Beach, away from the trade route, deep in the desert, a few miles away from the crowd, a figure appeared on a sand dune. He looked to be in his sixties, with meticulously combed black hair. He was wearing a coarse gray robe, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and a long sword with a snow-white scabbard across his knees.

He seemed to have always been there, yet seemed to appear out of nowhere, not at all abrupt, as if he was supposed to be there.

Of course, it is impossible for a person to appear out of thin air. Only a very few people could sense that he came there at an extremely fast speed, and then sat cross-legged with his eyes closed to rest.

Looking at that figure, Chen Xuan thought to himself that this was a true master. One could hardly feel his martial arts aura. He was extremely restrained, as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well.

Because there was no preparation in advance, even though Chen Xuan was one of the best in martial arts, he only realized the other party's existence after he appeared, and did not notice how he came at all.

As a result, he couldn't help but think in his mind that if the other party suddenly attacked him, he might not notice it until he was within ten feet!

There are differences in strength within the same realm, and the gap between the upper and lower limits is no smaller than the gap between the major realms.

Chen Xuan himself had to admit that if he were to go up against him, his chances of winning under normal circumstances would be less than 10%. After all, no matter how talented he was, how long had he been in the Xiantian realm? At most, it would only be a little over half a year. The time gap was difficult to make up, unless he used means other than his own cultivation...

Their reaction caught Guo Qingxue's attention. She immediately looked over there and cheered, "Daddy, look, it's Grandpa. Grandpa is over there. He's carrying the Frost Sword, which he usually doesn't let me play with."

Everyone was stunned. How could you play with the Frost Condensation Sword? It's not only one of the Hanshan Sword Sect's heritage, but also the Sect Master's keepsake. Let alone playing with it, ordinary people wouldn't even have the chance to see it. Only you dare to say such a thing.

Moreover, those weapons are beyond the ordinary, and ordinary people would be in danger of their lives if they get close to them!
Hearing his daughter's words, Guo Sihai quickly comforted her: "Qingxue, don't make a fuss. Grandpa has important things to do. Let's not disturb him."

"Yeah, I know. Stop talking. Grandpa wants to beat the bad guys, and we can't cause him trouble," Guo Qingxue nodded obediently.

Then their reaction also made the people who arrived look over there belatedly, and each of them seemed quite excited. Is that Guo Jinglong, the leader of Hanshan Sword Sect? He is truly awe-inspiring.

It is said that his Youlong sword technique was invincible, so much so that his real name was forgotten. People almost only knew the three words "Guo Jinglong". Jinglong was not his name, but a nickname he earned from his sword technique.

Since he has appeared, what about the other one, where is Liu Zhenwei from Chongyan Sect?
Liu Zhenwei is known as the best master of Chongyan Sect at present, and is also the current leader. He is equally famous and has been preparing for this battle for half a year. The contest between them is bound to be earth-shattering!

Well, it probably wasn't earth-shattering, but it was definitely an eye-opener for everyone present.

People looked around while talking, but there was still no sign of Liu Zhenwei.

But what is coming will come.

Shortly after Guo Jinglong appeared, a black line appeared in the depths of the desert in the other direction of him. With the appearance of the black line, Chen Xuan and the others seemed to feel the ground shaking slightly.

Looking closely, that was not a black line at all, but clearly a large group of people. At a quick glance, there were three to five thousand of them, and accompanying that group of people was a cloud of flying yellow sand.

Looking in that direction, Chen Xuan was speechless. Those were undoubtedly members of the Chongyan Sect, with numerous black, flaming flags hoisted among them. Yet, they were coming from the depths of the desert. How far had they traveled? Had they lost their way? Or were they deliberately taking a long detour to avoid the righteous?

However, it must be said that this is more in line with the Chongyan Sect's appearance. Although their clothing is not uniform and they look like a mob compared to the Hanshan Sword Sect, they are overwhelmingly powerful in numbers.

The group stopped several miles away from Guo Jinglong.

But from the crowd, sixteen people carried a huge throne and used light skills to quickly move towards Guo Jinglong.

Sitting on the throne was a man who looked to be about forty years old. He was wearing a black cloak, with long hair and a domineering face.

Unlike Guo Jinglong, he did not hide his aura at all, as if there was a boiling volcano hidden in his body, hot and domineering.

In comparison, Guo Jinglong, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, looked like a calm lake.

As his subordinates quickly approached Guo Jinglong with the throne, Liu Zhenwei stood up and laughed heartily from afar, "Master Guo, I've waited too long for this day. Today's battle will determine who's superior and who'll die. Be prepared!"

Everyone was shocked when these words were spoken. Even Guo Sihai's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but stand up.

Isn't this just a normal duel? How could it become a life-or-death duel when the time comes...

(End of this chapter)