Drawing the Sword, Naturally Divine

At the beginning of the Mao hour, the sky was faintly lit.

In the woodshed, Su Lingyi inquired about the events that had transpired outside these days, and Du Yanruo answered them one by one, their conversation eventually returning to Xie Wuxing.

"I vaguely recall the Chancellor mentioning the Sword Pavilion's true disciples. Since Sword Pavilion disciples descend the mountain every year, their deeds in demon slaying are even more numerous than those of the Qingxuan Bureau, which also results in the loss of some disciples each year."

Su Lingyi lay among the firewood, with his junior sister accompanying him, he felt a sense of ease at the moment.

He even arranged himself in the most comfortable position based on his experience and said softly, "And Xie Wuxing is the most talented in the Sword Pavilion in decades. According to what junior sister said, Xie Wuxing traveled dozens of miles back and forth in just half an hour, killing over a hundred Luo Yongs without even a gasp. His cultivation is definitely deeper than Instructor Cai's."

He glanced at Du Yanruo and continued, "How could Jiang Wang possibly defeat Xie Wuxing?"

Du Yanruo hesitated, "I did suspect Xie Wuxing might not be weak, but I didn't think he'd be too strong either. If it's truly as senior brother says, wouldn't Jiang Wang be even more terrifying?"

She truthfully recounted what happened with Tan Lao Liu.

Although Su Lingyi was somewhat surprised in his heart that his junior sister could come up with such a vicious plan, he felt quite pleased because it was directed at Jiang Wang. It was just a pity that the final outcome was unsatisfactory.

He pondered, "I've also heard of this Tan Lao Liu. When the Kutan Qingxuan Bureau was slaying demons, Tan Lao Liu always hid at the back, yet he killed the most monsters within the Kutan Qingxuan Bureau. Therefore, he wasn't well-liked. Even if his true cultivation is slightly stronger than Instructor Cai's, it wouldn't be by much. I reckon he's weaker than Xie Wuxing."

Su Lingyi recalled every encounter he had with Jiang Wang from the moment he arrived in Hun City until now. Even though the person surnamed Jiang was indeed very strong, he was still unwilling to admit that he could be stronger than Xie Wuxing.

Let alone Fish Abyss Academy, even within the Kutan Qingxuan Bureau, if the older generation didn't make a move, who could be Xie Wuxing's opponent?

He had initially thought his junior sister had simply met a Sword Pavilion disciple, but if it were Xie Wuxing, he felt a flicker of hope.

"We are in such a miserable state now, which can also make Xie Wuxing believe us more. As long as we solidify Jiang Wang's reputation as a bully, he will be on the Sword Pavilion's kill list. At the very least, even if Xie Wuxing is defeated, how can Jiang Wang possibly contend with the entire Sword Pavilion?"

In Kutan, offending the Sword Pavilion was a more terrifying prospect than offending the Qingxuan Bureau and Fish Abyss Academy.

The pent-up emotions of Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo were all swept away by this.

They were just waiting for Xie Wuxing to attack the Xunyang Marquis Manor.

Little did they know that Xie Wuxing was already standing outside the woodshed.

Every word they spoke was clearly heard by Xie Wuxing.

Looking at the grim-faced Xie Wuxing, the old butler said softly, "Now you should know who that Miss Du is, shouldn't you?"

Although he had expected that Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo, upon their 'reunion,' would have something to say, the depth of their conversation still surprised the old butler.

Xie Wuxing remained silent.

This was his first time descending the mountain.

He hadn't fallen at the hands of monsters, but rather at the hands of a woman.

He was furious and ashamed.

He was silent for a long time, feeling somewhat dispirited.

Indeed, "To have no woman in one's heart, and draw one's sword naturally, is the ultimate truth."

Women only affect the speed of his sword draw.

It ruined his Dao heart.

Xie Wuxing looked at the old butler and said softly, "I apologize for misunderstanding Jiang Wang. It makes sense; if he could be my equal, or even surpass me, he must have been diligently cultivating and couldn't possibly be a bully."

He added, "I want to personally apologize to Jiang Wang. This can be considered meeting through conflict, and I've made a friend. I'm determined to befriend him."

Although he didn't particularly want Xie Wuxing to disturb his young master's rest, becoming friends with a true disciple of the Sword God might be a great opportunity for his young master. So, he led the way, bringing Xie Wuxing to Jiang Wang's courtyard.

The green-robed and white-robed cultivators were extremely tense. The moment they saw Xie Wuxing, they immediately drew their swords.

The old butler raised his hand slightly, offered a brief explanation to them, and then stepped forward to knock gently on the door, "Young Master, are you asleep?"

There was no reaction from the room.

The old butler turned back and said, "Young Master Xie might as well come back tomorrow. I imagine the battle with my young master must have drained his energy."

Xie Wuxing said, "I can't sleep without Jiang Wang's forgiveness. The sky is already faintly lit, so I'll wait here."

He sat directly on the steps outside Jiang Wang's room.

The old butler wanted to say something but stopped, only managing a helpless smile, "Then please make yourself at home, Young Master Xie."

After watching the old butler leave, the green-robed and white-robed cultivators still watched Xie Wuxing with great vigilance.

Jiang Wang slept soundly in his room.

Xie Wuxing sat upright outside the door.

The two in green robes also stared at him intently until the sky was fully bright.

The sound of a door opening could be heard.

Xie Wuxing turned his head to look.

It was Xiaoyu from the adjacent room who had come out.

She looked at Xie Wuxing with surprise and then turned to look at the green-robed and white-robed cultivators, whose eyes were wide open like two stone pillars.

The green-robed cultivator rotated his stiff neck, bloodshot eyes staring. After he explained in a hoarse voice why Xie Wuxing was there, Xiaoyu also joined the queue.

They all stared at Xie Wuxing.

Obviously, Xiaoyu remained vigilant, guarding against Xie Wuxing harming the young master.

After a short while, Jiang Wang pushed open the door and came out, stretching lazily.

His gaze was quickly drawn to Xiaoyu and the other two standing neatly to the side, and he asked in confusion, "What are you guys doing?"

The three of them tacitly extended their hands and pointed at Xie Wuxing.

Jiang Wang followed their fingers and met Xie Wuxing's eyes.

Xie Wuxing stood up and said, "I stayed here all night. Hearing Brother Jiang's snoring, I assume you slept very well."

Jiang Wang was shocked.

You stayed outside my room all night?!

Isn't this like something a storyteller would say, about a handsome young man doing things only for his beloved?

Jiang Wang's face turned pale, and he said with a trembling voice, "I didn't expect you to have such deep feelings for me, but I'm very sorry, I'm afraid I must disappoint you."

Xie Wuxing: [○?1?1｀Д?0?7?1?1○]

He forced himself to swallow his frustration and said dejectedly, "I don't want to explain this anymore..."

He sincerely apologized to Jiang Wang and explained that he had been deceived by Du Yanruo. He added, "I will help Brother Jiang resolve the trouble with Cai Tanggu and the Qingxuan Bureau. Besides, there's a misunderstanding. With the Sword Pavilion's influence, we can definitely turn enemies into friends."

Jiang Wang's complexion turned ruddy, not because he was touched by Xie Wuxing staying outside his door all night and so diligently helping to solve his problems.

He said indignantly, "How can your heart be so wicked! Even if you couldn't have me, you shouldn't have harmed me like this!"

This is outrageous!

It was already heartbreaking enough that a strong enemy suddenly turned into an ally.

And now he wants to take care of all the other enemies too?

Xie Wuxing is clearly a stumbling block on my path to invincibility!

He angrily turned and went back into his room, slamming the door shut with great force.

Xie Wuxing was bewildered. He looked at Xiaoyu and the others, "Did I say something wrong?"

Xiaoyu shook her head; she didn't quite understand either.

Perhaps the young master has morning anger?

But we never noticed that before?

The green-robed cultivator looked enlightened and immediately sneered, "Why would Mr. Jiang need your help to solve his problems? Who do you think you are looking down on!"

Xie Wuxing's mouth opened slightly, and he understood.

Jiang Wang could surpass him, likely because he, like himself, possessed his own pride. Furthermore, to have such a high realm at such a young age, he surely must have a background.

He had been a bit presumptuous, like a guest trying to take over the host's role.

Thinking about it from Jiang Wang's perspective, if he encountered trouble, he wouldn't want someone else to help; he'd want to solve it himself.

He felt ashamed.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry, I won't help you anymore!"

Xie Wuxing shouted, then took his leave.

Jiang Wang pushed the door open again, his expression full of melancholy.

Seeing this, the white-robed cultivator's mind raced, imagining a terrible truth.

Could it be that Mr. Jiang is also interested in Xie Wuxing?

He was very angry at first, but after Xie Wuxing left, he acted like a jilted lover.

This is clearly the truth!

He quickly concealed his changing expression, thinking that even if Mr. Jiang had homosexual tendencies, he should not discriminate and should still respect him as before.

Jiang Wang continued to lounge in the rattan chair. Although he had lost Xie Wuxing as a formidable enemy, at least Cai Tanggu's trouble remained. Thinking of this, he grew anxious. Why hadn't Cai Tanggu come to seek revenge yet?

Did he accidentally fall into a pit and die on the way back?

He quickly clasped his hands together, praying for Cai Tanggu's safety.

The old butler watched Jiang Wang's behavior and couldn't help but worry, "Young master, perhaps we should call a doctor to take a look?"

Jiang Wang looked confused, "Why would I need a doctor?"

He waved his hand and added, "Let Du Yanruo stay locked up in the woodshed for now. She can keep Su Lingyi company. I just hope Cai Tanggu returns soon."

The old butler nodded and said, "The Sword Pavilion looks down on the entire Kutan. Xie Wuxing is a true disciple of the Sword God. If you can befriend him, it will be of great benefit to you, young master."

Recalling the dangerous situation the Marquis faced back then, and what the young master would do in the future, having the Sword Pavilion's assistance would clearly make things twice as effective with half the effort.

Jiang Wang said coldly, "Don't mention his name in front of me, it's disgusting."

The old butler didn't know what had happened that morning and was about to try and persuade the young master further when the green-robed cultivator suddenly ran over.

"Mr. Jiang, we have a visitor. They say they are an old acquaintance of the Marquis."

Jiang Wang's expression changed slightly.

The Old Butler swallowed the words he was about to speak, his expression also turning grim.

He glanced at Jiang Wang and walked straight out.

Outside the Marquis Mansion stood a young man in a goose-yellow long robe.

He surveyed his surroundings, muttering, "The dignified Marquis actually lives on the dilapidated Qixia Street. More than half of this mansion's walls have collapsed. He must be living quite miserably."

The Old Butler's voice arrived before he did, "The Marquis values tradition. Ever since he came to Hun City, he has lived on Qixia Street. How dare you, a mere Fourth Realm Martial Artist, criticize the Marquis Mansion!"

Looking at the limping old man who appeared before him, the young man in the goose-yellow robe said indifferently, "I say what I want to say. Do you have a problem with that?"

The Old Butler's eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, an inexplicable aura emerged.

"Tong Ji, why bother arguing with a junior?"

Venerable Luo arrived, hands behind his back.

The Old Butler froze.