bayedsolid Chapter 155 Shao Bai (4)
Chapter 155 Shao Bai (4)
"Why aren't you all saying anything?" Wangyou said, but then she felt the surroundings were unusually quiet and lost interest in continuing.
"I'm sleepy!" Wangyou went back to her room and fell asleep as soon as she lay down.
Looking at the sleeping Wangyou, Duobao suddenly felt a chill down her spine. Although the scumbag was indeed despicable, this kind of treatment was still shocking.
Duobao suddenly realized that regardless of whether Wangyou had any romantic feelings, she was essentially only capable of great love, and not very sensitive. Her greatest skill was not making herself fall in love with others, but making others fall in love with her.
She doesn't care about anyone or herself, so she stays put in every world unless there's enough benefit to keep her there, just like the Heavenly Dao Origin of the previous world.
Duobao thought a lot and finally confirmed a fact with great difficulty: even if its host had a complete emotional root, she would definitely be a scumbag woman, the kind who would be irresponsible after being scumbag and forget about it as soon as she turned her back.
Duobao felt a bit depressed. It's better for her to treat others badly than for others to treat her badly!
The next day, Wangyou woke up with a terrible headache. "Is a single glass of wine really that potent?"
"Get up, get up and eat something quickly, we have to leave after you finish eating!" Ye Dingzhi said with a smile when he saw Wangyou come out.
"I'll go wash up first." After washing up and having breakfast, the two packed their things and prepared to leave the small village.
"Forget-Me-Not, do you remember what you said yesterday?"
"I remember, but that old lady didn't come looking for me!" Wangyou said nonchalantly.
"If your future husband betrays you, will you treat him the same way?" Ye Dingzhi asked curiously.
"will not."
"why?"
"First of all, I might not have someone I like, and secondly, I'm not that old lady."
"That's true, but that man really deserved to die!"
"I once heard a saying that those who betray sincerity should swallow a thousand needles. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to swallow a thousand needles?" Wangyou's eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.
"Just thinking about it must hurt!" Ye Dingzhi imagined the scene and couldn't help but shudder.
Don't you think I'm vicious?
"This world is harsh on women, but how can it be considered wicked?" Ye Dingzhi smiled. Although he was indeed surprised when he first heard it, he thought back to when he first met Wangyou, her first reaction was not to save people!
"I hope you stay this clear-headed forever, but could you tell me your story?" Wangyou said, somewhat bored.
"I don't have much of a story. Ever since something happened in my family, I've been away from home after my master took me away. That's when I met you."
"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask anymore!"
"However, I have a good friend. I made a promise with him that in the future I would become a sword immortal and he would become a wine immortal, and we would become famous throughout the world together. I wonder if he will still remember me when we meet again." Ye Dingzhi's tone was full of nostalgia.
“He will definitely remember you if you say your name, but I’m not sure what you look like. After all, people usually look quite different from when they were young.”
"Too!"
"Are we going straight to the sword-testing tournament now?"
"Yes, let's go to the Famous Sword Manor to get the sword first, and then go to Tianqi City!"
"Over the years, I've heard that the swords of Kenshinzuka are the best in the world."
"Yes, but don't let the people from Famous Sword Manor hear this, or they might be dragged into a sword duel." Ye Dingzhi knew what Wangyou hated most, so he exaggerated the situation.
"Alright, although they can't beat me, they're just too much trouble and annoying." Wangyou shut up and didn't mention it again.
"Will you go up and retrieve the sword then?"
"No, but I'll cheer you on if you go," Wangyou said earnestly. Carrying a sword every day must be so tiring.
"Okay!" Little Apple carried the two of them slowly towards Famous Sword Manor.
When the two arrived at Mingjian Villa, they were actually a little late, but it didn't affect Ye Dingzhi's subsequent sword-collecting. After all, only the first-grade Gaoshan and the second-grade Canghai had been taken so far, and the third-grade and fourth-grade swords hadn't been taken yet.
The Famous Sword Manor released three third-grade Yuntai swords, attracting various forces to compete for them. The competition for the third sword, the Qin Sword, even drew people from the Outer Heavens.
“Ye Dingzhi, his hair really is white, but he’s quite handsome!” Wangyou said, standing on tiptoe.
"Is it pretty? You're not as handsome as me!"
"You're just being narcissistic!" Wangyou pouted, then looked around. "And that guy who calls himself some kind of king, the one carrying a wooden sword, he's about as powerful as you."
"They are legitimate disciples of Wangcheng Mountain!"
"Oh!" Wangyou didn't care and continued looking around. "Can I take off this veil now? It's hindering my movement!"
Wangyou tugged at her veil, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it.
"My little darling, please don't! I still want to leave here alive!"
"Alright, alright, but that boy over there is drunk too, he's also here to retrieve the sword."
"Maybe he's here to broaden his horizons!" Ye Dingzhi glanced over there, only to find that the person looked somewhat familiar.
"The middle-aged man next to him... I sensed a kindred spirit in him. This man must be a master of poison!" Wangyou said excitedly.
"You want to find someone to test the poison on?"
"Why not? People who play with poison are all about poisoning each other!"
"Wait a minute, I still want to get my sword. This is a Celestial Palace grade sword!"
"The Immortal Palace Appraises the Sword!" Wangyou remained silent, waiting for the Immortal Palace to present the sword.
Suddenly someone shouted, "Please, immortal, bestow upon me a sword!"
Then everyone saw a sword that seemed to have come from beyond the heavens, rushing straight into the manor. The sword sliced across a lotus pond, and wherever the tip of the sword touched, lotus flowers bloomed. This sight made everyone even more astonished.
The young master, who had been drunk, seemed to have sobered up.
The young master of the Famous Sword Manor on the stage took the long sword, and with a gentle swing, the sword revealed its true form.
A lotus flower blooms on the hilt of the sword, and the blade seems to be shrouded in mist. To be honest, this sword is quite beautiful.
"This sword was forged from the essence of iron from five mountains and the finest gold from the six directions. After it was forged, I took the sword and climbed the thousand-foot-high Lotus Mountain, planting it in the lotus pond at the summit. It was bathed in the mountain's immortal energy for three whole years. During those three years, I forged the sword in a furnace, ensuring the lotus pond remained intact. Finally, I obtained this sword from the celestial palace. This sword can kill without being stained with blood, and it remains pure even when buried in mud. Therefore, this sword is named 'Unstained by Dust,'" the young master introduced in a loud voice.
"The introduction is very good, but it's a bit long!" Wangyou muttered quietly.
"I only wish that this sword could be taken by a peerless young master. I don't ask for a single coin, but only that he could use it to conquer the world and make this sword a legend in the sword manual!"
Suddenly, an inappropriate thought popped into Wangyou's mind: "On the first page of the sword manual, first slay the one you desire."
However, the words "Peerless Young Master" sparked heated discussions among those around him. Who could be called a peerless young master? Perhaps only the Eighth Young Master of Beili.
As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he shall appear. Suddenly, four people appeared in the field. One was dressed in red and looked somewhat simple-minded. Another was dressed in white with a white hood, but he was still sitting in a sedan chair. A third was dressed in black with a black hood and looked very cool. The last one held a jade flute and was a gentleman as gentle and refined as jade.