My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Su Chengying gave Qi Yu a deep look, then opened the chess basket, revealing two kinds of chess pieces, one black and one white.

Su Chengying pinched a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

pat!

The moment the pieces landed, the chessboard and pieces made a crisp, pleasant sound as they collided.

After a piece is placed, a phantom image of a strange beast will appear on the chessboard.

This is truly a game of boundless beasts!

"Was this chess piece also a gift from Lord Li?" Su Cheng asked, her eyes wide.

These chess pieces are also invaluable treasures!

Qi Yu shook his head and said, "This white chess piece wasn't given to me by Elder Li. I won it after defeating Elder Sun Guyuan!"

Everyone's mouths were agape. The winner? And it was Sun Guyuan?

After a pause, Qi Yu looked at Hei Zi and said, "But this Hei Zi was a gift from Elder Wei."

"Lord Wei, have you defeated me too?" Su Cheng asked in a hoarse voice.

Qi Yu shook his head and said, "No, I lost by half a point, but Elder Wei saw my sincerity and gave me the black pieces."

Su Cheng and the others who knew Wei Zhong's identity finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After realizing what had happened, they all looked at Qi Yu with complicated expressions.

This person actually defeated two titans of the Go world?

In the Go world of the Great Yun Dynasty, there are four people standing at the top, each with their own title.

Chess Saint Li Chun, Chess Demon Sun Guyuan, and Chess Master Wei Zhong!

But Qi Yu alone picked two people. Who would believe that?

Qi Yu stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then chuckled to himself, "Even the Chess Saint lost to me, so shouldn't I be called the Chess God or the Chess Immortal?"

It was originally just a joke, a spontaneous remark, meant to lighten the mood.

But no one around him responded or laughed; they all stared at Qi Yu with strange looks.

Even Su Yue is the same!

He fought against three senior figures in the Go world and even defeated two of them. It doesn't seem impossible for him to be called a "God of Go" or a "Go Immortal of Go"!

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Chess

"Yu'er, you said even Lord Li can't beat you, shall we have a game?" Su Chengying said with a smile.

Qi Yu nodded and smiled, "Okay, but I won't go easy on you just because you're my father-in-law. I'm a very upright person."

"You brat, do I need you to go easy on me?" Su Chengying said with a laugh.

As he spoke, Su Chengying silently took away the black piece, without even asking Qi Yu to guess first.

Qi Yu rolled his eyes helplessly, but said nothing. After all, the man was his father-in-law.

Qi Yu picked up a white chess piece with his left hand and began playing against Su Chengying.

The first twenty moves were all quite ordinary, and it was impossible to tell which was better or worse.

But gradually, Qi Yu felt that he was at a disadvantage, so he raised his head and looked at Su Chengying.

Su Chengying remained calm and composed, looking at Qi Yu with an air of nonchalance.

Playing chess can give you a general idea of ​​a person's personality because of different playing styles. Su Chengying's moves are meaningful, which is not immediately apparent.

But as they are gradually connected, even a seemingly ordinary piece can play a significant role.

Qi Yu sat up straight, putting away his ulterior motives.

Su Chengying is a very strong player, at least on par with a chess master like Li Lao.

Moreover, Su Chengying's chess style has a grand and majestic feel; he is very decisive and knows when to give up.

Qi Yu adjusted his mindset, his face calm, his mind focused entirely on the chessboard, giving it his all.

Snap, snap...

The two played back and forth, the atmosphere was very quiet, with only the sound of chess pieces falling onto the board.

Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on Su Chengying's forehead, and he began to pause and think.

After playing nearly two hundred moves, Su Chengying sighed helplessly, put the pieces back in the chess basket, and conceded defeat.

Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Chengying abandon his pawn.

When I came to my senses, I realized that my clothes were soaked with sweat, and sweat was even dripping from my chin.

Playing chess with Su Chengying is an ordeal; it's all about the strategic arrangement and planning of the pieces on the board.

If you're not careful, it can turn into a dead end.

"Have some water, my lord!" Su Yue handed over a teacup.

Qi Yu took the cup and drank the tea in one gulp without any regard for his image. He even chewed the tea leaves and swallowed them.

After a while, Qi Yu looked at Su Chengying and said, "Father-in-law, I'm afraid I won't dare to play chess with you anymore. It's too agonizing."

"I was fighting against more than 30 people at the same time the day before yesterday, and I was never this tired."

Su Chengying took a sip of tea, turned her head to look at Qi Yu, and then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Yu'er, who taught you Go? Your playing style is unpredictable and very smooth!"

Qi Yu scratched his chin and said awkwardly, "It's all self-taught. I learned it from books on my own. Nobody taught me."

"Oh?" Su Chengying was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "You can do this just by reading a book? What kind of book is it?"

Qi Yu thought for a moment and said, "The 'Qi Jing' and 'Wang You Qing Le Ji'!"

Su Chengying and the people around him frowned in thought; they had never heard of these two chess manuals!

"Who wrote this? I've never heard of it before," Su Chengying asked.

Qi Yu thought to himself, "Of course you haven't heard of this; it's a chess manual from another world."

Was my grandfather a ninth-dan Go fanatic in my past life? He never forgot his Go board until his death, and my grandmother was so angry that she almost took him with her.

Growing up surrounded by the game, my grandfather often took me to play chess with top-level Go players.

The number of chess scores at home is more than the total number of practice books I've done from kindergarten to university.

In my past life, not a single member of the entire Qi family was normal.

My grandfather was a chess fanatic, but my father didn't like playing chess. He was interested in martial arts, so he went to Wudang Mountain to learn martial arts and became a monk.

My mother is a chef. My father's situation caused her to suffer from schizophrenia. She often lost control of her emotions and became irritable, so she was admitted to a mental hospital for treatment.

“Father-in-law, I saw that book by chance. It was unsigned, and I don’t know who wrote it!” Qi Yu said.

Su Chengying hurriedly asked, "Do you have the chess score now? Let me see it!"

He usually enjoys calligraphy, painting, and playing chess; he has little interest in anything else.

Qi Yu was embarrassed. Where was he supposed to find it for you?

“Father-in-law, that book has been lost!” Qi Yu said.

Su Chengying sighed helplessly, somewhat disappointed.

“Although it’s lost, I still remember a few games. I’ll replay them for you,” Qi Yu said.

"Oh! Quickly, let's take a look!" Su Chengying said hastily.

Qi Yu cleaned up the chessboard, then recalled the ancient chess games that his grandfather had explained to him when he was a child, games that he would set up and review every day. He picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

Qi Yu's right hand was injured, so he could only place the pieces with his left hand.

Surprisingly, Qi Yu played white first.

Many people frowned at this scene. Black first, then white, but Qi Yu did the opposite, white first, then black.

Black and white pieces took turns moving, and soon a chess game gradually emerged. Su Chengying's eyes were very focused as he watched the chessboard and Qi Yu's moves.

Qi Yu presented a famous Chinese Go game, "The Blood and Tears of Mugu," a game played by Huang Longshi, a Go master of the Qing Dynasty, and his student Xu Xingyou.

"What a fierce game, such a profound and well-thought-out strategy! It's truly amazing that someone could play such a game. Both players are highly skilled and can be considered national champions!"

Su Chengying looked on with admiration, his eyes filled with emotion and praise.

Qi Yu smiled but didn't say anything.

The pinnacle of Chinese Go was during the Qing Dynasty, with Huang Longshi preceding him, and Xu Xingyou, Fan Xiping, and Shi Xiangxia following him.

Su Chengying snapped out of her daze, looked at Qi Yu, and smiled, "You are truly lucky to have seen those two chess manuals."

Qi Yu smiled but didn't say anything.

"Alright, you're injured, so go back and rest!" Su Chengying said with a smile.

Qi Yu nodded, stood up, and was then helped away from the back hall by Su Yue.

After Qi Yu left, Su Chengkun and Su Chengda gathered around, looking at the chessboard Qi Yu had set up.

They know a little about Go, but not much, and they're not as obsessed as Su Chengying, so they don't find it particularly interesting.

Only the second uncle, sitting not far away, squinted at the chessboard, then shook his head with a wry smile and closed his eyes again.

Su Cheng also came up to look at the game and silently memorized it.

Even Su Chengying said that, so this game must be very difficult, so he plans to take it to his teacher to see.

……

Back in his room, Qi Yu picked up the half-finished drawing and began to look at it.

This world was in the early stages of the Iron Age, and forging technology was not yet mature.

Even in some neighboring countries, bronze tools were still in use, and iron tools were not widespread.

For iron smelting, temperature is the most important factor.

The highest temperature in a forging furnace nowadays is only around 1600 degrees Celsius, which is just enough to melt iron.