Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 95 Ye Xueqiao

Although Yang Qisheng, as the young leader of the Jiangnan martial arts world, had never been to Jiangbei, he knew the main figures of the Jiangbei martial arts world like the back of his hand.

Therefore, upon hearing that the young master of Xiaoyao Manor was Bai Letian, they immediately guessed the other party's background.

With the help of the divine physician Yan Qigui, Bai Xiangming was given a miraculous medicine that made him young again. He gave birth to a son at the age of seventy, which caused a sensation in the martial arts world. Many martial arts figures went to Xiaoyao Manor under the pretext of congratulating the child on his one-month birthday to inquire about the news.

Zhu Botao of Xiaku Mountain spent a fortune to invite Yan Qigui for help, and it took him many years to finally make the elixir.

However, the spendthrift grandson took it and gave it to the flying fox spirit Liu Yanniang, wasting a good medicine. I wonder how Zhu Botao is now, whether he is still alive or not, or he may have been angered to death by his grandson long ago.

Yang Qisheng looked at Bai Letian.

Bai Letian looked at his sword. He picked up the sword and the broken piece from the ground and felt that all the spiritual energy on it was gone. He couldn't help but cry and felt extremely sad.

This sword was given to him by his father, Bai Xiangming, when he was very young and just starting to learn swordsmanship.

It can cut through gold and jade, and slice through iron like mud!
After cultivating immortality, he nurtured his true energy every day, becoming increasingly sharp and incomparable. He could control it from a distance and behead people from a hundred paces away!
But now it's broken!
All his years of hard work vanished in an instant. He was so heartbroken he felt like he was going to vomit blood!

Yang Qisheng, standing to the side, laughed and made sarcastic remarks: "Your sword is no good, so it's fine that it broke. Mine is even better than a sword! Now that you have a better leaf, you should be happy. Why are you looking so long-faced, as if I have bullied you?"

Bai Letian sighed helplessly: "Your cultivation and magical power are ten times higher than mine. A leaf you casually plucked can cut through my flying sword, which I have painstakingly honed for years. I have to admit defeat. Alas."

Yang Qisheng saw that he didn't curse him, didn't ask him to pay compensation, didn't mention seeking revenge against his master, and even acknowledged the difference in their abilities, which showed that he had a rather upright character.

He held out his hand: "Let me see your sword. How can it be so useless? It broke with just a light touch."

Bai Letian felt humiliated, his fair face flushed red: "My sword is not good enough, it cannot compare with yours."

"Let me see where it's wrong."

Bai Letian refused to hand over the sword: "Although this sword does not meet your standards, it was given to me by my father when I was a child and just started learning swordsmanship. Even though it is broken, I will take it back and try to find a way to reforge and restore it."

Yang Qisheng didn't waste any words with him and reached out to snatch it directly. Bai Letian instinctively tried to hide the sword behind his back and used his left hand to poke Yang Qisheng's elbow at the Quchi acupoint, trying to force him back.

Yang Qisheng used a signature move from the Hai Lei Chao Yin Palm technique, slashing Yang Qisheng's throat with a backhand strike. He struck first despite being behind, forcing Yang Qisheng to retreat. Yang Qisheng then used two fingers to clamp the sword between his fingers and forcibly took it from Yang Qisheng.

"You!" Bai Letian stepped back to dodge the killing move. In a flash, the sword in his hand was snatched away. He was both anxious and angry. He had only shouted once when the half-sword tip in his other hand was taken away as well.

"Your Cloud-Dispelling Palm technique isn't very good."

Yang Qisheng commented truthfully: "Your Lingyun Steps are quite good. Parents always worry about their children."

Bai Letian didn't understand the meaning of those words at first, but after a few breaths, he suddenly realized that Yang Qisheng was saying that his martial arts skills were not very good, but his dodging and escaping skills were superb. His father was afraid that he would be beaten to death, so he specially taught him martial arts to escape and save his life.

In an instant, his face turned even redder than before: "You've gone too far!"

His eight men surrounded him, each with their hands on their weapons.

Yang Qisheng asked him with a smile, "What? Are you going to lead them to attack me?"

Bai Le was furious, but still stubbornly said, "I was defeated by you because of my inferior skills, how could I have the face to lead a group to attack you? Besides, with your cultivation and power, even if we attacked you together, we wouldn't be a match for you. However, don't be too smug."

"You've won today, taking my flying sword. But once I return to the mountain, I'll diligently cultivate my swordsmanship and immortal arts, and one day I'll avenge this humiliation and reclaim this sword!"

Yang Qisheng was amused by this guy. He didn't answer, but instead observed the sword in his hand, reconnected the broken part, and then infused it with sharp sword energy.

That sharp sword energy was pure metal elemental energy, sharper than any acquired metal. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to cut through someone's precious sword just by being injected into a leaf.

The sword energy flowed into the sword, refining the impurities within. At the broken ends, the gold was fused together as if welded. In just a few moments, a dazzling white light flashed, and the two broken sword sections were reunited. The effect was even better than reforging in a furnace, and the original break point could not be found at all.

Bai Letian had no idea what he was doing. He bowed to Yang Qisheng angrily and said, "Here's the sword. Please keep it safe and don't damage it! And please tell me your real name and where you train. When my swordsmanship is fully mastered, I'll come back to challenge you to a duel and take this sword back!"

"No need to wait until the future, I'll take it back to you now." Yang Qisheng handed the sword back.

Bai Letian, unaware of his true intentions, took the sword back and examined it closely. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "This...this sword? What's wrong with this sword? Was what I just saw an illusion?"

Yang Qisheng smiled and waved, then turned and continued walking into the city: "I've reconnected it for you. Take good care of it, and don't use it to cut leaves easily in the future!"

Bai Letian couldn't believe it. He flicked the tip of the sword with his finger, and it jingled, but the tip didn't fall off. He then used the sword to chop at the stones by the roadside, and they shattered easily.

"This sword feels lighter and sharper than before." He had his men draw a dagger and use the sword to cut, as if it were a sharp blade slicing through paper.

The sword energy he had condensed in the sword over the years had all dissipated, but Yang Qisheng had infused it with a sharp sword aura. He needed to take it back and refine it before he could control it remotely again. At first, it wasn't as easy to handle as before, but the sword was indeed more solid and sharper.

Only then did he realize that Yang Qisheng was joking with him. Although the other party looked younger than him, his strength was unfathomable.

He thought to himself, "I should be able to compete with my master." His master was a master at the late stage of the Refining Demon Realm, so this one should be about the same.

Yang Qisheng followed Chu Linyi back to the Chu family home. Chu Linyi went to talk to her father, and after that, she invited the ancestors in to talk as well.

Chu Wenqian was unwilling to accept these ghost ancestors, but the current situation in officialdom was quite complicated.

On one hand, all sorts of demons and monsters appeared in various parts of the world, while on the other hand, a large number of immortals entered the capital to meet the emperor, all wanting to become the national advisor or imperial tutor.

The ministers were already in an uproar, with some suggesting that they accept these immortals and use them to stabilize the country.

Some suggested that a screening process be conducted, designating some as orthodox religious deities and others as heretical cults, and that orthodox religious deities should fight against heretical cults, while all those without official certification should have their altars and temples destroyed.

Some believe that scholars use their literary skills to disrupt the law, knights use their martial arts to break the law, and immortals use their magic to bring disaster to the country. All of these should be banned, and the Great Edict of Emperor Taizu should be retrieved to suppress all strange and supernatural forces.

The situation was quite chaotic. Chu Wenqian didn't know what the higher-ups were planning, and he just wanted to keep his distance from ghosts and gods.

If he were to accept the spirits of these five hundred ancestors, and his superior turned out to be the faction that wanted to abolish everything, then his time as prefect would be over.

However, these five hundred evil spirits were too fierce and powerful. He asked his daughter in private, and Chu Linyi said that even if her master took action, the chances of dealing with these evil spirits were only fifty-fifty. Once they started causing trouble, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Having no other choice, Chu Wenqian carefully discussed the origins of their ancestors with the head of the Chu family, and they talked until sunset before finally deciding to acknowledge these ancestors.

However, although the relationship was acknowledged, he could not immediately build an ancestral hall like the Chu family patriarch. He had to wait for the imperial court to make its decision before he could decide what to do.

Although the head of the Chu family was dissatisfied, he chose to compromise. He did not want his descendants to lose their official positions, and he wanted the Chu family to flourish and prosper.

The final result was that another courtyard was built at the Fairy Maiden Temple, statues of the main ancestors were erected, and incense was offered to them.

During this time, He Hongqu, Chu Linyi's master, came by. Upon learning that he was an ancestor of the Chu family, and with Chu Linyi's persuasion, she gave up her revenge and returned to the Fairy Maiden Temple with her disciples.

Seeing their family reunited, Yang Qisheng felt that his trip was now complete.

The next day, he bid farewell to Chu Linyi.

Chu Linyi tried her best to persuade him to stay a few more days, wanting to treat him well to repay his life-saving grace.

Yang Qisheng didn't care about that and insisted on leaving.

Unable to persuade her to stay, Chu Linyi could only say with tears in her eyes, "Then please, my benefactor, stay for lunch before you leave, so that I may express my gratitude in any way I can."

Yang Qisheng waited until noon, and after lunch, he prepared to leave the Chu family and head to Sanjiang City in Jiangnan to visit his family.

Just as they were about to ascend into the sky on their swords at the main gate of the Chu family, a white sword light suddenly flew down from the sky. When it got close, it stood for more than ten feet and then unfolded, revealing a white-clad youth inside.

Upon seeing the other person, Yang Qisheng exclaimed with delight, "Senior Brother Ye!"

It turned out that this person was Ye Yunqiao.

Speaking of which, he and Ye Yunqiao hadn't seen each other for a long time. Ever since the first time he went to the General's Tomb with Huo Yaoguang, the two had always been separated by their own things. He never expected to meet here.

However, the other party had a cold face: "Who is your Senior Brother Ye! I am Ye Xueqiao, a disciple of Master Lu of Longyin Temple on Flying Tiger Mountain!"

Yang Qisheng was taken aback at first, then realized that Ye Yunqiao should still be in the Foundation Establishment stage and had not yet refined the sword aura. Although this young man looked exactly like Ye Yunqiao, he had already set up a furnace to refine the aura. Judging from his sword control skills, although they were somewhat similar to the Taiyi Palace's Sharp Light Sword Aura, they were still unorthodox methods.

Ye Yunqiao did indeed say that he had a twin brother named Ye Xueqiao. When the two brothers were young, one studied literature and the other studied martial arts. Later, the younger brother went missing during a spring outing.

Although it wasn't Ye Yunqiao, Yang Qisheng was still very happy: "Your brother Ye Yunqiao is my fellow disciple. You are his twin brother, right? Your brother has been thinking about you and wants to find you."

Ye Xueqiao's voice was even colder: "I am the only son in my family, and I have never had any twin brothers! Don't try to make up any connection! I am here on my master's orders to settle accounts with you."

"Oh? You're acting on your master's orders? Your master is Master Lu? What score does he want to settle with me?"

Ye Xueqiao said, "You broke my junior brother Bai Letian's flying sword. That sword was forged by my master himself and contained the Dragon Tiger Sword Qi. You destroyed it and did a great job of humiliating him. My master asked me to invite you to Longyin Temple so that I can see for myself what makes you so special!"

(End of this chapter)