Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Jiang Fengyue swung her sword, and the fat woman who rushed forward first spat out blood.

Bright red blood mixed with pale yellow particles, and greasy fat accumulated in her blood.

Jiang Fengyue felt that her sword was dirty, so she quickly shook the blood off the sword.

The bleeding fat woman, despite being struck by Jiang Fengyue's sword, had not fallen to the ground. She seemed completely unconcerned about the sword wound and continued charging straight ahead.

The other three fat women arrived one after another, and the four of them surrounded Jiang Fengyue.

Jiang Fengyue believed this was absolutely the most difficult battle he had ever encountered in his life. He simply didn't know where to begin, fearing that if he did, the splattering liquid would get on him.

He leaped into the air, and at times like this, his agility and lightness skills came in very handy.

Jiang Fengyue had figured it out: if she wanted to avoid getting their disgusting blood on her sword, she could only attack the parts of them with less fat.

So he swung his sword down from mid-air, striking directly at the crown of one of the fat women.

This sword strike that fell from the sky was not much slower than a normal slash.

The sword tip easily pried off the fat woman's skull.

Jiang Fengyue followed the same method and easily and cleanly dealt with the enemy before her.

When the Great Joyful Bodhisattva saw that all her disciples had been killed by Jiang Fengyue, she did not show the slightest sadness. Instead, she burst into laughter.

She laughed loudly, "What a powerful man! I like him."

Jiang Fengyue felt a chill run down his spine. The tip of his sword was trembling, as if it were slightly angry, because the former owner of this sword was now lying in the arms of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva, suffering endless humiliation.

You Longsheng finally noticed Jiang Fengyue's arrival. He snapped out of his daze and shouted, "Brother Jiang, run! Don't let this female devil catch you!"

The Great Joyful Bodhisattva stood up, and with a light jump, the wooden bed shattered into pieces, scattering food and garbage everywhere.

Jiang Fengyue used his lightness skill to dodge these scumbags; he would rather be covered in blood than touch any of this filth.

The Great Joyful Bodhisattva laughed loudly, "Escape? Let's see who among you can escape!"

She wanted to jump towards Jiang Fengyue, but she didn't jump; she just swayed in place.

Jiang Fengyue looked down at the ground and saw You Longsheng clinging tightly to the leg of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva.

You Longsheng roared, "Brother Jiang, go away! Don't worry about this cripple! Even if you save me today, I won't be grateful. Get out of here!"

In his heart, the Great Joyful Bodhisattva had become an invincible demon, and fear permeated his mind, so he was worried about Jiang Fengyue.

With a gentle tremor, the Bodhisattva of Great Joy sent You Longsheng flying; her strength seemed to be greater than that of several oxen combined.

Filled with rage, Jiang Fengyue raised her sword and thrust it straight at the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

Unexpectedly, this Bodhisattva of Great Joy, though enormous in size, was exceptionally agile in her movements.

Jiang Fengyue originally intended to stab the Bodhisattva of Great Joy in a vital spot. If the stab had hit, the Bodhisattva of Great Joy would have died on the spot.

But the Bodhisattva of Great Joy subtly dodged, causing Jiang Fengyue's attack to miss.

Although it didn't hit a vital spot, the power of this sword strike should not be underestimated.

A jet of blood gushed out, but the Great Joyful Bodhisattva seemed not to feel any pain and continued to laugh.

Jiang Fengyue drew her sword again, this time aiming to behead the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva of Great Joy disregarded the sharpness of the sword and pounced directly at it.

Jiang Fengyue's sword tip trembled slightly, and with a gentle slash, he left a mark on the face of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva, a mark that also pierced her eye.

Blood streamed from the eyes of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva, yet she still smiled foolishly and said, "Good, good swordsmanship, I must have you today."

Jiang Fengyue's expression changed slightly. With all her might, she thrust out her sword and shouted, "Die!"

He disregarded blood and fat, focusing all his attention on stabbing the throat of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva.

Sword energy swirled around the sword, and with this thrust, a large hole was pierced through the throat of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva.

The speed of this sword strike was so fast that even the blood couldn't react.

Jiang Fengyue drew her sword, dodged, and moved away.

Blood gushed out and flowed onto the ground.

These huge piles of flesh and blood have all become nutrients for the earth.

Jiang Fengyue walked up to You Longsheng and handed him the sword.

You Longsheng asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Fengyue said calmly, "This sword is for you, even though it originally belonged to you."

You Longsheng asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "I just wanted to give you the courage to pick up your sword again."

You Longsheng murmured, "I..."

Jiang Fengyue took You Longsheng to the river to wash their faces. The river reflected their images, just like a mirror.

Without makeup and stubble, You Longsheng looked like he had transformed back into the spirited young man he once was at Xingyun Manor.

Jiang Fengyue suddenly asked, "After what happened today, will you still be interested in women?"

You Longsheng felt a chill run down his spine, and his hair stood on end as he recalled the huge lump of flesh belonging to the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

He exclaimed, "I've figured it out! Whether it's a fat woman or a stunningly beautiful woman, their flesh and blood are almost the same."

Jiang Fengyue recalled the battle just now and said with a dark face, "There are still some differences."

He smiled slightly and said, "Since that's the case, and you've already understood the principle that form is emptiness, I get along quite well with the masters at Shaolin Temple. I can recommend you to go to Shaolin Temple to shave your head and become a monk."

You Longsheng shook his head, brandishing the sword he had regained, as if he had made up his mind.

He said in a deep voice, "I must practice my swordsmanship diligently. When I see Miss Xian'er again, she will definitely look at me with new eyes."

Jiang Fengyue rubbed her forehead, feeling dizzy, and sighed with a smile, "You're hopeless."

No matter what, even if You Longsheng ultimately falls in love with Lin Xian'er, at least he can still live with some semblance of humanity.

Once a person has their own things to do, it's only a matter of time before they forget the wounds inflicted by the relationship.

Jiang Fengyue and You Longsheng parted ways by the river.

The connection that began because of a precious sword is about to end here.

He knew he would never see You Longsheng again, just as You Longsheng would never meet Lin Xian'er again.

Jiang Fengyue returned You Longsheng's sword, but he still kept a sword at his waist.

A strange sword, a sword without a hilt or guard.

You Longsheng's sword can return to his hands.

When will Ah Fei's sword return to Ah Fei's hands?

Jiang Fengyue rode at full speed all the way back to Baoding City. Even the gold and silver treasures in the carriage seemed precious to him, a man who was not greedy.

Things that are obtained after going through great hardships are always more cherished.