Chapter 59

The moon before the window is the same as usual, but with the plum blossoms, it feels different.

This is a state of mind, and Ye Liuyun deeply felt that this time Shen Lian was even more transcendent than when they first met. There must have been some kind of wondrous change in him.

"Both are excellent. I deeply admire Brother Shen's literary talent."

Shen Lian pushed the door open, composed and calm, glanced at the two of them, and said casually, "Brother Ye, you are mistaken again. Whether it was the first poem or the current one, neither was written by me. I just happened to recite them at the right moment."

Ye Liuyun was taken aback. He was also a genius, and the library of the Famous Sword Manor had no fewer books than the Shen family. However, he had never heard such excellent verses. If it was just one he hadn't heard, he could find some excuse, but two poems that could be passed down through the ages, both not written by Shen Lian and not seen before, were quite thought-provoking.

Moreover, his well-learned father had never seen phrases like "standing in the icy forest" before.

Although the Shen family was wealthy, in the eyes of the Famous Sword Manor, they were at most country bumpkins.

The classics the Shen family could find, the Famous Sword Manor definitely had, and the classics the Shen family didn't have, the Famous Sword Manor had many more.

If not written by Shen Lian himself, where did they come from?

All of this, like how Shen Lian could master the 'God-Slaying Sword' without becoming radical or falling into evil, was puzzling.

Xiao Zhu stood to the side, suddenly feeling that Ye Liuyun and Shen Lian were indeed very similar, both with complex thoughts that others couldn't reach, but there were also some differences that she found hard to articulate.

"Meeting by chance is rare and precious. I have never suffered any loss in my life, but I have been harboring resentment since the last time I was defeated by Brother Shen. That's why I invited Brother Shen to meet again when the spring flowers bloom." Even when mentioning his own loss, Ye Liuyun remained composed, making people admire him.

But these words were of no use to Xiao Zhu.

She said softly, "Since you agreed to meet when the spring flowers bloom, you are meeting too early. A man's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Why not wait a couple of days? Now, let's each go home, wash up, and sleep. How about that?"

After saying this, her beautiful eyes narrowed, looking quite playful.

Xiao Zhu's words were absurd but also made sense. Of course, she just wanted to make the two of them feel embarrassed, which was a true reflection of her inner thoughts.

"By the time ordinary people feel cold, we already feel warm. As for the flowers blooming in the heart, if we want to meet, we can do so anytime, regardless of the time or place. If the mood strikes, I might even listen to the wedding night of Miss Xiao and Brother Ye." Shen Lian's thick-skinned nature was truly unique, as he could say such lewd things so matter-of-factly.

Xiao Zhu's face turned red, and then her eyes twinkled. "What's the point of just listening? Why don't we all go together? I don't mind at all."

After saying this, she gave Shen Lian a sideways glance, full of charm and allure.

Shen Lian, who had also mingled on the internet in his previous life and was used to the sharp words of fujoshi, was not taken aback. He smiled slightly and said, "Master Kuhui, could it be that you came here specifically to listen in?"

"Amitabha, Little Friend Shen, you are joking. This poor monk has already severed all worldly desires and cannot enjoy such blessings."

Ye Liuyun laughed out loud. "It's late at night, and the moon is bright. This place is too narrow. Why don't we all go outside to talk?"

Shen Lian nodded, but Xiao Zhu knew the main event was about to begin. Ye Liuyun and Shen Lian were truly going to have a great battle.

Shen Lian and Ye Liuyun moved at the same time.

One after the other, they left the house.

Their figures were as fast as meteors, and Xiao Zhu could hardly keep up.

Under the moonlight, she could only see the faint tracks of the wheels pressing into the soft earth, indicating the direction Ye Liuyun and Shen Lian had gone.

Xiao Zhu said resentfully, "Ye Liuyun, you dead man, how can you be so fast even in a wheelchair?"

Someone landed silently beside her, like a wisp of smoke, and sighed softly, "Miss Xiao, there's something I have to say. He lost his legs but can still outpace you. You don't know how much he has suffered. A man like him, willing to marry you, is not his good fortune."

The last sentence was left unsaid, but Xiao Zhu was not stupid and understood that Kuhui meant it was "her good fortune."

Xiao Zhu was stunned. She had always been spoiled by the Famous Sword Manor, wishing to marry a great hero with both virtue and appearance. Therefore, she felt more resentment than sympathy for Ye Liuyun's disability.

She resented having to marry a cripple.

But she had never put herself in Ye Liuyun's shoes. With his family background, he didn't need to do so many great things. Even if he were a useless person, no one would blame him; they would only pity him.

Yet, everyone said Ye Liuyun was the most outstanding among the generations of the Famous Sword Manor, even her father believed so.

These faint tracks seemed like a whip, lashing at her heart.

"I am not wrong," Xiao Zhu said stubbornly.

But Kuhui had already gone far.

Kuhui, with decades of Buddhist practice, had achieved some success in 'Body Like Wish' and could travel a thousand miles a day, similar to the Daoist 'Divine Travel Technique.'

But he still lagged behind the two, partly due to the complex terrain and the need to change direction frequently, but also proving how outstanding Shen Lian and Ye Liuyun were.

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Shen Lian had never seen anyone like Ye Liuyun, and he felt a deep respect for him.

He did not intentionally slow down but used his full strength, yet he could not increase the distance between them.

Ye Liuyun became very focused. He had only lost once in his life, to Shen Lian, and this time he would win back.

Shen Lian just wanted to understand the details of entering 'Qingxuan,' but he knew they would not discuss anything until they had a real confrontation.

The Famous Sword Manor had not only plum blossoms but also a hundred flowers.

This mountain forest had peach trees and pear trees.

Ye Liuyun was very familiar with every plant on the mountain, but the location was to be chosen by Shen Lian.

Whenever Shen Lian stopped, it would be the time for their true battle.

Shen Lian had no sympathy or pity. His spirit was continuously rising, and he could even feel the excitement of the sandalwood sword at his waist.

Even if it was a wooden sword, it was still a sword.

The essence of a sword does not change; it is to defeat the opponent.

The traces left by Ye Liuyun in the forest became fainter and eventually disappeared, as if he were flying just above the ground.

Shen Lian seemed to rise like a cloud, floating in the air, his internal energy flowing faster and faster, and the earth's gravity had less and less hold on him.

When he was almost completely free from gravity, he finally stopped.

A clear lake lay ahead, the water calm and serene, with a full moon in the middle, clearly visible.

A gentle breeze blew, and the water remained still.

At the same time, Ye Liuyun also stopped.

On the ground was Ye Liuyun, and in the sky was a dark cloud.

It slowly moved, blocking the moon.

In a short time, the world fell into darkness.

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