Chapter 35 of 100
Chapter 35
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...... Early risers have their three lights, late risers have their three panics... I got up early again.
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"What?" Qin Yu was taken aback. "Wang Yue... the first swordsman of Jingluo, Wang Yue? How did you run into him?"
"Yep, I went to Shenmu Town to kill Tang Nanzhu, but they were many and sensed it in advance. We had a big battle, and it was quite a hassle, attracting six or seven Dark Realm experts. I made Deng Qianwan spit blood again, hahaha, it felt great! Then... outnumbered, I retreated on my own, and on the way, I went to Songmu Town to take revenge on Qin Sanzhuan. But before I even got halfway, I ran into Wang Yue's message, challenging me to a duel. So, it's tomorrow, then!"
Qin Yu clicked his tongue twice. This old man was really energetic, with a strong killing intent. Deng Qianwan was truly unfortunate, wearing a green hat and getting beaten by his lover... However, as a great chieftain, he actually betrayed his companions in battle, which was despicable and infuriating. Fortunately, his uncle had a great destiny, and with Wang Yue intercepting him, things would have been much worse.
"You didn't kill Tang Nanzhu on the spot yesterday, why are you thinking about going to kill him now?"
"After reflecting, I realized that the barbarians aren't afraid of strength, but of wisdom. This person is too smart and bold, and can't be left alive; he must be eliminated." Under the lamplight, Shi Huang's bloodshot eyes glowed strangely as he sighed, "Actually, the one I most want to kill is Duan Yue, but he never leaves Wuxi."
"Duan Yue? Who is he?" Qin Yu asked curiously, thinking, "Could he be the 'adult' Tang Nanzhu mentioned?"
"You don't need to ask so much. Since you've completed your tasks, guard for a while. I need to adjust my state."
"Sure, how long?" Qin Yu agreed readily. In the past few days, Shi Huang had been causing trouble everywhere, partly to cover for him. It was time to repay him.
"One hour."
"Alright!" Qin Yu called out, "Little Junior Brother, get up and work." He kicked Zhang Ren in the butt.
Zhang Ren, who had been sleeping like a dead dog, suddenly rolled over, dodging his senior brother's foot, and then slowly opened his eyes.
"Second Senior Brother, what's up? Killing or arson?"
"Spit! What nonsense." Qin Yu felt a bit embarrassed, too crude, and didn't want to be laughed at by the old man.
Shi Huang, however, appreciated this and laughed, "Killing and arson, you'll have plenty of opportunities. For now, you need to prevent anyone from burning the village or killing me, hahaha."
"Don't worry, Old Man, if anyone comes to cause trouble, my senior brother will kill them first." Zhang Ren had slept well and was in high spirits. He was young and recovered quickly. He also respected the old man deeply after hearing about his deeds from Qin Yu.
"Get out of here quickly!" Qin Yu took two thin blankets, threw one to Zhang Ren, and dragged him out.
Shi Huang wouldn't sleep on a bed anyway, so leaving the blanket for him was useless.
......
The sky was about to brighten!
Qin Yu wrapped himself in a cotton blanket, looked up, and sneezed suddenly.
"Second Senior Brother, Master is talking about you again." Zhang Ren said without surprise. This was something Qin Yu had told him: once you sneeze, it means someone who cares deeply about you is thinking of you, or—cursing you.
"Get lost! I don't want that old... Master to talk about me!" He almost said "old man" out of habit.
"Second Senior Brother, you really don't want that sword? It's pretty good!"
Qin Yu glared at him, "You didn't bury it, did you?"
"How could I? I don't practice swordsmanship!" Zhang Ren looked regretful, "But it was the best sword I've ever seen."
Qin Yu sneered, thinking, "You haven't seen the Celestial Master's sword! Even Jin Wei's Juque is a treasure." He gripped the Black Sharp Spear inside the blanket. The spear, disassembled into three parts, was originally stored in Wen Zou's room. Before he was taken away by Shi Huang, he didn't have time to retrieve it. Zhang Ren had packed it up before leaving, and now it was reassembled.
"This Lai guy has a fine horse and a famous sword, top-notch equipment, and a large entourage. He's clearly not from an ordinary family. Let's watch the situation for now. The things from others are enough for you to play with, right?"
"Indeed, Senior Brother is right." Zhang Ren nodded in agreement, his face beaming.
Unexpectedly, from the dead bodyguards, he obtained a military-grade three-stone crossbow, ten times stronger than his original one.
There was also a quiver of armor-piercing bolts with deep grooves on the arrowheads, very exquisite. These arrows were heavy and extremely sharp, capable of piercing two layers of iron armor within twenty steps. However, due to the high iron content, the army, which emphasized cost-effectiveness and mass production, wouldn't make such expensive and wasteful items. They only existed in private forges.
He also gained various other weapons like short knives, long spears, hidden darts, and sleeve needles. Qin Yu, having the Black Sharp Spear, didn't care much for the other weapons and gave them all to Zhang Ren.
So now, Zhang Ren was almost fully armed.
He was eager for a few more foolish aristocrats, wealthy families, bandits, or thieves to test his skills and then... loot their bodies.
Qin Yu, however, didn't want that. He knew that if anyone found them, they wouldn't be characters like Hu Yang Fan Jian or Lingling Lai Gongzi.
He sneezed again.
Damn, it was too cold.
This weather was only suitable for cultivation.
His eyes half-open, he began practicing the Half-Step Breathing Technique.
Once he started to regulate his inner strength, all杂念 instantly vanished from Qin Yu's mind. Six years of arduous training made it easy for him to enter a state of mental and spiritual unity.
Zhang Ren saw his senior brother, completely disregarding his appearance, wrapped in a blanket, circling a hundred paces around. At first, he walked slowly, gradually speeding up to a brisk walk, then to a gallop like a horse, and finally, Zhang Ren could only see a blur passing by, as if two people were racing in opposite directions.
Qin Yu's steps became faster, but his face grew more serene, and his breathing calmer.
His thoughts gradually drifted, as if he were an observer watching the young man run through the mountains and forests. From a distance, his tall and steady figure moved powerfully through the uneven snow, strong as a mountain. Soon, his qi and body merged, and with each step, he covered four or five feet, as if the mountain rocks and howling winds offered no resistance, and he moved effortlessly.
Zhang Ren was stunned.
Clearly, this was partly due to Qin Yu's natural height and long legs, but more importantly, the internal cultivation technique he practiced had the effect of making his body lighter and reducing resistance.
"What kind of lightness skill is this? It's so amazing."
Qin Yu suddenly had an epiphany and smiled.
Only then did he realize that his footwork had reached the high realm described in the "Baihua Liaoran" secret manual: "Sinking and floating, flowing through the nine provinces."
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PS: Brothers, come on, let's flow through the nine provinces together, votes! Votes! Votes!
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