River Stream Sword Intent!

Half-Day Leisure is the largest inn in Hun City.

It is said that one can steal half a day's leisure from a fleeting life, and the greatest pleasure in the world is simple joy.

No matter how busy or tired one is outside, as long as they come to this inn, they can find peace and leisure. This is the service tenet of the Half-Day Leisure Inn.

For someone like the white-robed man to draw his sword directly was something that had never happened since the inn was first built.

This was because the very first guest of the Half-Day Leisure Inn was the Marquis of Xunyang.

No weapons were allowed in the Half-Day Leisure Inn. Although it was an unwritten rule, it had been followed by so many people that it had become a custom. Even newcomers, without knowing the reason, seemed to follow suit and had never broken it.

In reality, the Half-Day Leisure Inn did not have any significant backing. This was the first time they had encountered such a situation, and like any ordinary inn, they had no idea how to handle it.

The innkeeper could only order the staff to notify the Garrison Headquarters and the Xunyang Marquis Manor.

Jiang Wang never expected that when something happened at the Half-Day Leisure Inn, he would be the one implicated.

Seeing the panicked look of the staff asking for help, Jiang Wang clicked his tongue inwardly.

The clown is me?

He had intended to refuse.

But the old butler quietly told him that the Half-Day Leisure Inn could barely be considered a property of the Xunyang Marquis Manor. When the inn was first built, the Marquis had contributed money for its decoration. Because of the Marquis's relationship, the inn was also looked after by the Garrison Headquarters, and its business was quite good.

Although not the true owner of the Half-Day Leisure Inn, the manor still received an annual income from it.

If the inn's rules were broken, affecting its business, the loss to the Marquis Manor would be immeasurable.

Jiang Wang swallowed his refusal.

So this was why the Xunyang Marquis Manor was so wealthy.

He couldn't possibly go against money.

Jiang Wang gritted his teeth and summoned the green-robed and white-robed cultivators, asking them to go to the Half-Day Leisure Inn.

Outside the Marquis Manor, Du Yanruo, who was hiding and watching the two green-robed cultivators leave, was very confused.

She had planned to wait for Xie Wuxing to come looking for trouble with Jiang Wang and then take the opportunity to rescue her father and brother. Why was there no movement from the Marquis Manor?

Could Xie Wuxing have been subdued in an instant?

He couldn't be that useless, could he?

She squatted in the shadows, feeling sore all over. Just as she was hesitating whether to leave, she saw the two cultivators, the green-robed and white-robed ones, returning.

Xie Wuxing was following behind them.

The Half-Day Leisure Inn was located on Pinglan Street. By the time they arrived, the misunderstanding had just been resolved, and they hadn't actually fought.

Furthermore, after the temple fair, the Garrison officers patrolling the streets had arrived at the inn earlier. Xie Wuxing, upon learning the truth, felt both ashamed and filled with rage.

Jiang Wang lay on a rattan chair in the courtyard, looking at the white-robed man and Shu Ni, whose expressions were surprisingly similar. Ning Shisi still looked utterly bewildered. Jiang Wang felt a headache coming on.

"So you are Jiang Wang. You actually deceived me!"

Xie Wuxing deeply understood the character of the "bully" Jiang. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the Garrison officers, he would have almost harmed innocent people. If this incident were to spread, it would be a huge embarrassment.

His senior brothers had all returned with great success on their first descent from the mountain, with tales of demon-slaying and monster-quelling. He, Xie Wuxing, had been toyed with by a bully, disgracing the sect's reputation.

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "It was just a joke, why take it so seriously? It also serves to let you know the dangers of the martial world and not to trust just anyone. As the saying goes, learn from your mistakes. I was thinking of you."

Xie Wuxing angrily retorted, "Stop spewing nonsense!"

Shu Ni followed up with an angry voice, "Even if you were deceiving someone, why drag us into it? Why mention the Half-Day Leisure Inn specifically? This was clearly intentional!"

Jiang Wang hadn't expected to incur the wrath of everyone.

I'm also wronged.

I just mentioned the Half-Day Leisure Inn casually, I didn't think that much.

I couldn't just let someone take advantage of me for nothing, could I?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wang also said angrily, "If this person hadn't had such dirty thoughts and tried to ruin my reputation, why would I have deceived him? I'm the one who's most wronged here, why are you yelling at me!"

Shu Ni was stunned.

Ning Shisi was shocked.

The green-robed and white-robed cultivators were also dumbfounded. They immediately stepped in front of Jiang Wang, looking at Xie Wuxing with vigilance.

Who would have thought that this person, with his refined appearance, would be such a scoundrel!

Even if Mr. Jiang is handsome, he shouldn't have such thoughts!

Xie Wuxing laughed in extreme anger.

He had truly never met such a shameless person.

To even come up with such an excuse.

Do they take people for idiots?

He looked at the others.

What?

You all believed it?

Ning Shisi hid far away.

Shu Ni looked at Xie Wuxing with disgust; she had truly seen it all.

Xie Wuxing was instantly enraged and embarrassed.

But instead of looking for a hole to crawl into, he directly drew his sword.

The sword intent was imposing!

The green-robed cultivator almost fell to his knees.

The white-robed cultivator exclaimed in shock, "River Stream Sword Intent!"

Xie Wuxing said coldly, "You do have some knowledge, to recognize this sword intent."

Ning Shisi was also surprised, "Legend has it that River Stream Sword Intent is the Sword God's signature technique. He once used it to make the Naihe Sea surge backward. No swordsman in the Sui Kingdom could match him. You are a descendant of the Sword Pavilion?!"

The two green-robed cultivators were terrified. A true disciple of the Sword Pavilion had appeared!

Anyone who could cultivate the River Stream Sword Intent must be a direct disciple of the Sword God. Compared to the Qingxuan Bureau, the Sword Pavilion, which suppressed the entire Kutan, was the most revered by Kutan cultivators.

They feared the Qingxuan Bureau, but they held the highest respect for the Sword Pavilion.

Jiang Wang sneered, "So what if he's a Sword Pavilion disciple? Does that mean Sword Pavilion disciples can just go around picking flowers?"

The scene instantly fell silent.

That's right.

If a Sword Pavilion disciple had such a peculiar habit, it would be a slap in the face to the Sword God.

Although the "cut-sleeve" preference wasn't exactly rare, it was certainly not a good look coming from the Sword Pavilion.

They only regretted being there. If this matter were to spread, the few who knew about it would have a hard time explaining themselves and would end up offending the Sword Pavilion for no reason.

Xie Wuxing's face turned crimson. His eyes widened as he stared intently at Jiang Wang, saying hatefully, "To insult me like this, you are truly detestable!"

The River Stream Sword Intent suddenly became ferocious, directly forcing the two green-robed cultivators to their knees. If Ning Shisi hadn't stepped in front of Shu Ni, she would likely have been in a sorry state as well.

Because Ning Shisi was a martial artist of no small cultivation, he could only endure with his physique. He was stiff, his entire face flushed, veins bulging, looking like he might explode at any moment.

Jiang Wang's hair flew wildly, and his rattan chair seemed about to lift off. If not for the overwhelming sword intent that instantly brought forth the Divine Kingdom in his mind, he too would have been greatly embarrassed.

He pressed his hands down on the rattan chair, and everything returned to calm.

Judging solely by the sword intent, Xie Wuxing was even stronger than Tan Lao Liu.

Jiang Wang felt a stinging sensation on his face.

This was the first time such a thing had happened since the power of the Divine Kingdom emerged.

Was it because Xie Wuxing was too strong, or was it the River Stream Sword Intent?

The Night Roaming God's voice emerged, "How is it that in the time it took me to sleep, you've provoked such a powerful enemy?"

Jiang Wang asked in his mind, "You also think he's very strong?"

The Night Roaming God said, "He is indeed not weak, but what's truly formidable is this sword intent. This person has clearly only learned the superficial aspects. If it were the perfect sword intent, even I in my prime would have difficulty blocking it."

Jiang Wang recalled Ning Shisi's words: the River Stream Sword Intent was the Sword God's signature technique. If his disciple had only learned the superficial aspects and was already this terrifying, what would it be like if the Sword God himself wielded his sword?

This mortal world is truly dangerous!

Jiang Wang was fortunate that he hadn't been too arrogant. Many powerful figures in the world could easily kill him, but this also deepened his desire to become stronger.

The Night Roaming God said, "Since there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep. You be careful."

Jiang Wang's brows furrowed.

He figured Xie Wuxing would still be a troublesome fellow.

He gently waved his hand towards the green-robed and white-robed cultivators, and the suppression of the sword intent quietly dissipated. "You need to change this habit of kneeling at the slightest provocation."

The two green-robed cultivators felt very ashamed. They didn't want to kneel either, but their opponent was too powerful.

But then they suddenly thought, could Mr. Jiang's words have a deeper meaning?

Was he trying to guide them?

Only by becoming stronger could they change this situation!

They became excited.

Jiang Wang glanced at them inexplicably. Was being directly suppressed to the point of kneeling a good thing? Why were they so happy?

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang, I can't hold on anymore!"

Ning Shisi's face had turned purple.

Jiang Wang waved his hand again, and Ning Shisi plopped onto the ground, gasping for breath. He felt an indescribable sense of relief and joy.

Although Shu Ni had been protected by Ning Shisi, she hadn't been completely unaffected. As the oppressive force suddenly vanished, she looked at Jiang Wang with great surprise and uncertainty.

"What did you do?" Xie Wuxing was shocked.

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Even if you have that kind of peculiar habit, it's a shame you picked the wrong person. I'm straightforward and strong. I'm not discriminating against you, but if you really can't control yourself, find someone of like mind. If you dare to lay a hand on me, I'll definitely beat you to death."

Xie Wuxing was furious. Is he really going to harp on this?

He was too lazy to explain further and drew his sword.

The River Stream Sword Intent instantly grew even stronger.

The rattan chair creaked and shattered in an instant.

Jiang Wang narrowly avoided falling on his backside.

He had already destroyed two rattan chairs these past few days. If a few more were ruined, he'd have no chairs left to lounge on.

Jiang Wang was very angry.

The Long Night Saber was unsheathed, and the entire night sky seemed to deepen.

Seeing this, Xie Wuxing said, "I'd like to see just how capable you are."

He stepped forward, his sword tip already before Jiang Wang's eyes.

The Long Night Saber slashed out casually, as usual.

But when blade met blade, they were evenly matched.

Xie Wuxing switched to a two-handed grip. His sword intent, bypassing Jiang Wang, pierced directly through the house behind him, sending plumes of thick smoke rising.

The Old Butler and Xiaoyu quickly appeared one after another.

Jiang Wang's robes fluttered in the wind. Feeling a stinging sensation on his face, he narrowed his eyes slightly and thrust his saber forward. With a bang, Xie Wuxing was sent flying backward. However, he immediately circled around to Jiang Wang's side and attacked from bottom to top with his sword. The Long Night Saber intercepted in time, clashing once more.

A fierce wind swept through the area. Everyone except the Old Butler was forced back several steps. The entire courtyard was left in ruins.

Jiang Wang looked down at his slightly trembling hands. He had truly encountered a formidable enemy.