Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 171: Storm at the Foot of the Mountain
The difference between the monks in the mountains and the martial artists in the rivers and lakes is as great as the difference between heaven and earth.

The Sword-Forging Villa entered the Dao through "blacksmithing" and had its own way of achieving enlightenment and becoming an immortal. Therefore, countless swordsmen from the mountain yearned for it and gathered in the Sword-Forging City waiting for a great opportunity.

It's a pity that the villa has rarely accepted disciples. Even if an elder comes down the mountain to recruit disciples, he will only take away those who are talented in swordmaking, and will not pay attention to those young people with extraordinary martial arts talent who claim to be potential sword masters.

These people were unwilling to give up, but refused to give up joining the sect, so they all stayed in the small town at the foot of the mountain. Over time, some phenomena appeared here that had never happened in other towns.

For example, the population of Sword Forging City is not large, but there are many martial arts schools there. These people fight each other every day like peacocks spreading their tails, hoping that Sword Forging Villa will pay more attention to them.

Ever since Yun Yi stepped onto the stone steps to seek the Tao, he was destined not to follow the path of a martial artist to attain enlightenment.

But today he suddenly became interested, so he followed the noise to the vicinity of the martial arts hall and saw two groups of people confronting and arguing with each other.

These people were dressed in black and white clothes, and had three-foot-long green swords on their bodies. It was obvious that they were all swordsmen.

What surprised Yun Yi even more was that the figure leading the group of people in black looked quite familiar. It was a woman, and he seemed to have seen her before.

"Strange, what's it called?"

Yun Yi thought for a long time before he remembered that this woman named Xu Shuangshuang had been to Wufeng Mountain and was pretending to be sick in order to get close to him.

But in the end, he was disgusted and left by Song Xinci.

He couldn't help but smile, thinking that Xu Shuangshuang was really good at pretending to be sick. Now seeing her holding a sharp sword, scolding a group of people on the opposite side effortlessly, she didn't look like she was unwell at all.

From the sounds of the two groups arguing, it seemed the black-clad group was from the Piaoxue School, while the white-clad group was from the Qingfeng School. Both schools focused on swordsmanship, and had previously kept to themselves, but recently things had gotten a bit strained over the issue of student enrollment.

Xu Shuangshuang spoke eloquently, her voice loud but clear. "In the past, we accepted disciples based on their abilities. How come Qingfeng Pavilion is poaching people?"

The leading white-clad swordsman responded, "Everyone knows your father's right arm was chopped off, making it impossible for him to teach his disciples swordsmanship. It's no wonder your disciples switched to other martial arts schools. What do you think?"

Someone in the audience echoed and cheered, saying that learning in a martial arts school costs money, it's not like worshipping ancestors, so if you don't teach well, you can't let others regret it?
Yun Yi also felt that this was true. Becoming a disciple in a martial arts school was different from being accepted as a disciple by a sect on the mountain. Once the latter became a disciple, he would receive a large amount of cultivation resources from the sect, so he naturally could not betray the sect easily.

But there are not so many rules in martial arts schools. You have to pay tuition to become a disciple, and it is normal to run away if you don’t learn anything.

Xu Shuangshuang's face turned pale. "Yes, my father's right arm was chopped off, but that person was obviously coming for the martial arts hall in Sword Forging City. Who knows, he might come to bring trouble to your family one day. Why are you gloating over there?"

Yun Yi was a little confused after hearing this, so he asked a man who was watching the excitement nearby, "What happened to Master Piaoxue's right arm?"

The melon-eating man was kind-hearted and explained, "It happened a few days ago. A strange swordsman came to the city and would challenge the masters of the martial arts school from time to time. He was very ruthless and loved to chop people's arms."

"A strange swordsman?"

"He calls himself Ghost Young Master, and everyone calls him Sword Ghost. To me, it's almost like seeing a ghost. He looks like a ghost. Xu Can's right arm was chopped off by him. It was a bloody scene."

The melon-eating man was no longer surprised by this and continued, "There are so many monsters and demons in Sword Forging City. They all come here to join the Sword Forging Villa. They all want to be different, afraid that the Immortal Master will not see them. I think these people are going in the wrong direction. You should just honestly forge a sword. That will be more effective than anything else!"

Yun Yi exclaimed in admiration: "Young man, you have a very insightful opinion!"

The melon-eating man said: "Hey, to be honest, I've been observing the Sword Casting Villa recruiting disciples for more than ten years."

"I see you're not very old, but you've been paying attention to this for over ten years?"

"That's right. When I was six years old, I also wanted to join the Sword Forging Villa. Since then, I have been paying attention to the rules of the immortal master accepting disciples!" Yun Yi held the other person in his arms: "Please give me some advice."

The melon-eating man was enjoying it: "The emphasis of Sword Casting Villa lies in the word 'casting', but those people naively thought that the emphasis lies in the word 'sword'. They are totally wrong."

"high!"

"Just average."

At this time, the farce at the martial arts school was coming to an end. The two sides had a war of words, and their only purpose was to snatch some students.

The "Piaoxue Pavilion" relies entirely on the eldest daughter Xu Shuangshuang to hold the scene, but once a fight breaks out, she will be exposed as timid, so she can only spit some saliva to see if she can win back some students who want to leave.

In the end, the people from "Qingfeng Pavilion" took away about ten people, and they left with a proud look on their faces, as if they had won a great victory.

The melon-eating boy made a "tsk tsk" sound and said, "Ah, these martial arts schools are really boring."

Yun Yi: "Why do you say that?"

"Those who originally founded the martial arts school all failed to become disciples at the Sword Forging Villa, and ended up staying in Sword Forging City, trying to make a living. Then this group of people opened a martial arts school, claiming that if you excelled in the school, you'd be respected by the Villa masters. It's ridiculous."

"That makes sense. If martial arts schools really had such great powers, wouldn't those school owners have already joined the sect long ago?"

"It's extraordinary that you can see through this." Seeing that there was no melon to eat here, the young man lost interest and left shaking his head.

The onlookers dispersed in a hurry, but Yun Yi walked a step slower and accidentally met Xu Shuangshuang's eyes.

The woman was not angry after her confession failed, but she saw Yun Yi coming towards her aggressively.

Yun Yi thought that maybe he was here to punish him, and planned to use magic to escape at any time. He didn't want to be involved in these bad love affairs.

Unexpectedly, Xu Shuangshuang bowed deeply when they met and said, "My father is seriously injured. I hope the miracle doctor can help!"

Yun Yi breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"With an arm broken, although his life is not in danger, he has lost most of his energy and spirit."

This is a normal situation. If a swordsman loses his sword-holding arm, it is no different from taking his life.

Yun Yi guessed that he had been obsessed with swordsmanship some time ago, so even if he returned to Wufeng Mountain, he would conceal his whereabouts and not reveal his true identity. He also hid the Divine Doctor's Residence on the mountainside with a formation.

That's why Xu Shuangshuang couldn't find herself.

Seeing Yun Yi seemed to be hesitating, Xu Shuangshuang suddenly wanted to kneel down and kowtow, "Please, doctor, save my father!"

Seeing this, Yun Yi raised his finger slightly, and a burst of spiritual power immediately lifted Xu Shuangshuang up.

He thought he had nothing to do today, so he decided to make an exception and go take a look. Furthermore, the world in the painting was full of opportunities, and every bite and drink had a purpose, so this trip might not be in vain.

So Yun Yi said, "Lead the way."

(End of this chapter)