Chapter 65

On the main road, Zhong Wen and Leng Wushuang rode a unicorn horse together, moving slowly, while the rest of the group deliberately kept their distance.

There was no other reason; they had had their fill of this dog food, and it was hard to digest.

"Ah~" Zhong Wen opened his mouth to receive the fruit offered by Leng Wushuang's delicate hand, chewing it contentedly.

Seeing the juice dribble from the corner of his mouth, Leng Wushuang gently and considerately took out a handkerchief to wipe it away.

Being young is truly wonderful!

Shen Dachui, looking at the affectionate couple ahead, recalled his own youthful days and felt a deep sense of nostalgia.

As they were walking, they suddenly saw a tall unicorn horse coming towards them. The rider, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, had a slightly round face and a green robe that could not hide his fat. A long sword was tied to his back, and with every two steps the unicorn horse took, the young man's face would jiggle.

The road was not very wide. Seeing the other horse approach, Zhong Wen politely directed his unicorn horse to make way. Since he had learned the language of beasts, his communication with animals had become seamless, as if they were extensions of his own body.

The fat young man, seeing this, did not hesitate and rode forward directly.

However, as he passed by Zhong Wen, his eyes suddenly caught sight of Leng Wushuang sitting behind Zhong Wen.

Instantly, the fat young man's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and a stream of saliva slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

What a beautiful girl!

His heart raced wildly, and his eyes were filled with little hearts. He felt that the woman before him was exactly like the one he had always dreamed of.

Zhong Wen and Leng Wushuang were so engrossed in each other that they did not notice the fat young man's unusual expression.

Just as they were about to pass each other, the fat young man became anxious and shouted, "Wait a moment!"

Seeing Leng Wushuang turn her head, and once again meeting her exquisite and extraordinary face and her watery eyes, the fat young man's heart raced again, and he felt dizzy. His eyes were fixed only on the beautiful girl in the orange outer garment, and Zhong Wen had long been blocked from his consciousness.

"Sir, what is your business?" Zhong Wen, who was in the midst of a tender moment with the girl, was somewhat annoyed by the fat young man's interruption, and his tone was rather stiff.

"I am Liu Dawei. May I ask for the lady's name?" The fat young man ignored Zhong Wen and stared at Leng Wushuang with a痴痴look.

Zhong Wen and Leng Wushuang both frowned, feeling that this fat young man was somewhat impolite.

"What's going on?" At this moment, Nangong Ling and the others had also caught up.

Liu Dawei turned to look at the group behind and noticed that there were several other beautiful women among them. After a careful inspection, he found that none of them matched his ideal as well as Leng Wushuang.

Liu Qiqi and Zheng Yueying were not inferior to Leng Wushuang in appearance, and might even surpass her, but to him, they seemed a bit too young. Nangong Ling's eyes were too intelligent, and Shen Xiaowan, though fair and lovely, was still a child.

Only Leng Wushuang, with her youthful face and fiery figure, and the mix of gentleness and the toughness from years of assassin training, possessed a unique charm that was irresistibly attractive to Liu Dawei.

Indeed, she is my destined one!

Liu Dawei stared at Leng Wushuang with a痴痴look and said, "Lady, my humble abode is not far from here. I wonder if I have the honor of inviting you to visit?"

Zhong Wen's face darkened. The fat man's behavior was openly trying to poach, and no man could tolerate it.

He pulled Leng Wushuang into his arms and said coldly, "No time!"

Liu Dawei only then noticed Zhong Wen in front of Leng Wushuang. Seeing the intimate actions between the two, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been hit by a ten-thousand-ton blow: "You... who are you?"

"I am her man." Zhong Wen sneered and held Leng Wushuang tighter, "Can't you see?"

Leng Wushuang, held in his arms, blushed at Zhong Wen's dominant declaration, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

The fat young man Liu Dawei looked at Zhong Wen and shook his head, "You don't deserve her."

Zhong Wen: "..."

He almost laughed out of anger.

"Lady, I truly admire you. This young man is frivolous and behaves improperly, and is certainly not a good match for you." Liu Dawei earnestly said, "I am twenty-eight years old, ranked on the Great Dry Heroes List, and recognized as a distinguished young talent in the empire. If you are willing to be with me, I swear to love you and only you for the rest of my life, and make you happy."

His mind raced like a rocket, and in just a few words, he had gone from inviting Leng Wushuang to visit to directly declaring his love.

Leng Wushuang, hearing Liu Dawei's insults towards Zhong Wen, frowned and turned her head away, unwilling to acknowledge him.

"I remember now." Nangong Ling suddenly said, "You are the 'Fat Swordsman' Liu Dawei, ranked one hundredth on the Great Dry Heroes List."

"One hundredth?" Zhong Wen asked curiously, "How many people are on the list?"

"One hundred." Nangong Ling answered.

"So, this 'Fat Swordsman' is ranked last?" Zhong Wen blurted out.

Liu Dawei hated it when people mentioned "last place" and couldn't help but jump up: "Ignorant child, how many young talents are there in the entire Great Dry Empire? Do you think it's easy to get on the Heroes List?"

"Whether you are ranked last or one hundredth, she is already taken. A distinguished young talent on the Great Dry Heroes List, are you really a despicable person who breaks up families?" Zhong Wen taunted the fat man.

"You..." Liu Dawei was speechless for a moment.

"Zhong Wen, let's go." Leng Wushuang said softly, not wanting to get entangled with the fat swordsman.

Liu Dawei, hearing Leng Wushuang's soft and charming voice, felt as if it was heavenly music, and his soul almost left his body. Seeing the two about to leave, he became anxious and turned his horse to follow.

"What are you following us for?" Zhong Wen's tone was tinged with sarcasm.

"I, my home is in that direction. I want to go home. Is that not allowed?" Liu Dawei glared at him.

Zhong Wen shook his head helplessly and ignored him.

Liu Dawei, the fat man, remained silent, following the group from a distance, staring at Leng Wushuang's graceful back. Seeing her feed Zhong Wen, he was so jealous that his eyes turned red, wishing he could rush forward and shout, "Let go of that boy, let me do it!"

After about an hour, the group from the Drifting Flower Palace finally arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Zhong Wen looked up and saw the entire mountain peak towering into the clouds, much higher than Qingfeng Mountain. The mountain was covered in green, with peaks surrounding it like a city, hence the name "Qingcheng."

What a perfect place for a summer retreat!

Zhong Wen praised inwardly.

The group from the Drifting Flower Palace tied their horses and began to climb the mountain. They saw that the fat man in green, Liu Dawei, was still following behind, also climbing the steps.

"Sir 'Hero,' we are going to climb the mountain for fun. Does your home happen to be on Qingcheng Mountain?" Zhong Wen teased, deliberately emphasizing the word "Hero."

"Yes, my home is up there." Liu Dawei nodded.

Zhong Wen: "..."

Ignoring the clingy fat man, Zhong Wen took the lead, opening the way.

"Little Brother Zhong, do you want to check the map again?" Shen Dachui asked softly.

"No need, it's all here." Zhong Wen pointed to his head and smiled confidently.

"Young people really have sharp minds." Shen Dachui, knowing Zhong Wen's abilities, did not doubt him.

After climbing a bit further, Zhong Wen suddenly noticed several men blocking the only path ahead. They ranged in age from teenagers to men in their forties, each holding a weapon and wearing a green robe similar to Liu Dawei's.

"Gentlemen, this is the restricted area of Qingcheng Sword Sect. Unrelated persons are not allowed to enter. Please turn back," a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his forties, said loudly, drawing his sword.

Qingcheng Sword Sect?

Zhong Wen and Shen Dachui exchanged puzzled looks, completely unprepared for the scene before them.

"Little Brother, the four main peaks of Qingyun Mountain all have cultivation sects, but I have never heard of any sect that prohibits entry from the foot of the mountain," Shen Dachui said, puzzled.

"Hmph, those weak sects on the other three peaks can't compare to our Qingcheng Sword Sect," the man in green sneered. "Our sect leader is a Heaven Wheel expert."

"Hmm!" At this moment, Liu Dawei, who was behind Zhong Wen and the others, suddenly made a sound.

"Fat... Brother Liu!" The green-robed men's faces changed when they saw Liu Dawei.

Liu Dawei slowly walked to the leader of the green-robed men and whispered, "Brother Qi, what's going on? When did our Qingcheng Sword Sect start prohibiting people from climbing the mountain?"

"This..." The disciple surnamed Qi looked embarrassed. In front of Liu Dawei, he couldn't admit that he had been bribed to guard the path and prevent people from entering.

Liu Dawei, seeing his expression, immediately understood there was something fishy. Just as he was about to scold him, he suddenly remembered Leng Wushuang and had an idea. He said to Zhong Wen and the others, "Gentlemen, I apologize, but this is the territory of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. If you are here for sightseeing, please turn back."

"Fat man, you really live on the mountain?" Zhong Wen was surprised.

"Of course, if this lady is willing to visit me, that's a different story," Liu Dawei pointed at Leng Wushuang, a smug look on his face.

"You..." Even the gentle Leng Wushuang couldn't help but feel angry at Liu Dawei's persistent harassment.

Zhong Wen's eyes turned cold, and he was about to teach the fat man a lesson when Shen Dachui moved.

The old man's right fist shot out, and spiritual energy condensed in the air, forming a fierce tiger that roared and charged at a giant pine tree behind the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples. With a loud crash, the tree trunk was severed, and the upper part of the giant tree fell to the ground with a thunderous sound.

"Spiritual energy manifestation?" The previously arrogant Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples were now stunned and speechless.

"Gentlemen, does this old man have the qualifications to visit the mountain?" Shen Dachui's right fist clenched, and another spiritual energy tiger appeared in the air, glaring at the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples.

"You, I..." Liu Dawei and the others were speechless, their mouths agape.

At this moment, a powerful aura rose from behind Liu Dawei and the others, forming a green spiritual energy sword in the air, facing off against Shen Dachui's spiritual energy tiger.

"Which honored guest has graced Qingcheng Mountain?" A deep and resonant voice came from the forest behind them. "A Heaven Wheel expert visiting our Qingcheng Sword Sect is a great honor. Yu Zhenzi is deeply grateful!"

"Master!" The previously panicked Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples immediately relaxed, their faces showing relief.