Man Named Xiao

The Old Butler raised his hand, and the green-robed cultivator's sword flew before him.

Immediately after, the sound of the sword being drawn grew loud.

The man holding the saber remained as still as a mountain, yet a powerful aura surged forth. The green-robed cultivator's sword seemed to become a piece in their confrontation, infused by both auras, it trembled violently, on the verge of shattering.

This truly pained the green-robed cultivator lying on the ground.

"Uncle Tong is actually a master!" The white-robed cultivator, though uninvolved, felt awkward realizing that the seemingly ordinary, limping old butler he'd dismissed possessed the strength to crush him effortlessly, especially since this was the first time he'd seen the Old Butler make a move.

It made sense, though. Those who followed Mr. Jiang couldn't be ordinary people.

Although Xiaoyu was currently only a peak second-realm Martial Artist, her exceptional talent meant she would surely become a great Grandmaster in the future.

He even suspected that Zhao Si, who seemed like a complete waste, might turn out to be a hidden prodigy.

So, within the entire Marquis Mansion, were they the only two brothers who were useless?

This was truly a sorrowful realization.

The saber-wielding man carried himself with ease and said calmly, "Although you've studied martial arts, you haven't even reached the second realm. You can't possibly be my opponent. I've heard of Tong Ji, the Marquis's top expert, but seeing him now, he's nothing special."

The Old Butler's eyes narrowed slightly. The sword shattered directly, its fragments scattering across the ground, just like the green-robed cultivator's heart.

"Your Excellency is indeed powerful, but it won't be that easy to defeat me."

He raised his hand again, and the white-robed cultivator's sword flew up.

"Uncle Tong, wait!"

The green-robed cultivator felt a little better seeing this. Good brothers shared hardships, but he hadn't expected the white-robed cultivator to quickly stop him.

Like a child protecting their candy, fearful of it being snatched away, the white-robed cultivator hid his sword behind his back and said earnestly, "Mr. Jiang has been waiting for Cai Tanggu. You should inform Mr. Jiang first."

Upon hearing this, the Old Butler fell silent for a moment before nodding, "Then I shall inform the young master."

The white-robed cultivator, as if relieved of a great burden, ran into the Marquis Mansion at top speed.

The green-robed cultivator felt like crying but had no tears. In the end, he was the only one who got hurt.

Jiang Wang emerged leisurely. Upon seeing Cai Tanggu, his excitement was evident. He immediately grabbed his hand and said joyfully, "Old Cai, you're finally here! I've been waiting to die!"

Cai Tanggu was stunned.

What was that supposed to mean?

He had come for revenge.

Why was this person acting like a friend he hadn't seen in years, greeting him with such excitement?

The saber-wielding man looked at Cai Tanggu with suspicion.

This situation wasn't what you described.

Cai Tanggu flung Jiang Wang's hand away and said angrily, "What trick are you playing now!"

Jiang Wang reached out again, smoothing the wrinkles on Cai Tanggu's clothes, and said with a smile, "I prayed every day for your safety, Old Cai. Hun City must be very far from Fish Abyss Academy, the journey back must have been tiring. How about a cup of tea?"

Recalling how Jiang Wang's sharp tongue had almost driven him to depression in the past, and now he was showing such concern, Cai Tanggu wondered if it had all been a dream.

Perhaps he and Jiang Wang were actually good friends?

He subconsciously shook his head and said, "It wasn't tiring. I'll pass on the tea; I prefer wine."

Jiang Wang quickly beckoned to the white-robed cultivator, "Quickly, get Old Cai a good pot of wine!"

Cai Tanggu suddenly came to his senses and flung Jiang Wang's hand away again, his face flushed with anger. "What good wine! I'm here for revenge! Don't think this will make me forgive you. Jiang, release Su Lingyi at once!"

Jiang Wang said helplessly, "Look at you, why are you getting so worked up? If you don't want to drink, then don't."

Cai Tanggu was furious. He felt that he and Jiang Wang were destined to clash. They had only met twice, and each time he had been infuriated to the point of near death.

He looked at the saber-wielding man and said, "Brother Chongyang, let's fight!"

Dong Chongyang's expression was blank, but a chilling aura was already surging towards Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang frowned slightly and thought, Bird, what's the situation?

The Night Roaming God replied calmly, "Perfect."

Jiang Wang smiled broadly and swung his saber.

The chilling aura collided with the Long Night Saber. Jiang Wang stepped forward, as if cutting through something in the air. With a sound like shattering glass, he shattered the chilling aura and advanced step by step to Dong Chongyang's front.

Dong Chongyang's eyes narrowed. The chilling aura instantly intensified, pushing Jiang Wang back two steps.

Jiang Wang grinned and said, "Old Cai is truly loyal, finding such a strong helper."

Cai Tanggu felt that there was something suspicious about these words. He immediately drew his sword and was about to slash at Jiang Wang, but the Old Butler stepped in front of him. The white-robed cultivator's sword ultimately met its fate, flying into the Old Butler's hand and clashing fiercely with Cai Tanggu's sword.

Rong Yulu, not to be outdone, also drew his saber and moved forward. The two green-robed cultivators were left to grapple with Rong Yulu bare-handed. The melee had begun.

On a rooftop somewhere on Qixia Street, a young man and an old man stood.

Feng Linghuai panted slightly, still a little shaken.

It was a hundred miles from Hun City.

Yet, being carried by the young man, it felt as if they had arrived in an instant.

Is this the power of a great cultivator!?

Although Feng Linghuai had killed cultivators in the Cave Nether Realm before, he had never heard of such divine means. He didn't even dare to imagine what realm the man before him was in.

"That person is Jiang Wang, and the monster is with him."

The man sized up Jiang Wang with great interest and said, "Although his aura is very strong, it's external power. He doesn't have any foundation in cultivation at all. That great monster is either his fortuitous encounter, or he has something more mysterious protecting him."

Feng Linghuai couldn't understand for a moment.

"Mr. Xiao, is there something wrong with Jiang Wang?"

The man surnamed Xiao remained silent, watching Jiang Wang take another step forward. Finally, with a powerful saber strike, he completely shattered Dong Chongyang's fierce aura. Only then did he say, "There's a big problem."

Feng Linghuai glanced sideways and noticed another figure appear in Qixia Street.

It was Xie Wuxing, who had sensed the aura from this area and flown over directly.

However, he did not step forward. Thinking of Cai Tanggu and the Qingxuan Bureau, he figured that the person fighting Jiang Wang would be no one else. He was true to his word and had no intention of helping.

As if sensing something, he looked towards Feng Linghuai's position.

The man surnamed Xiao also turned his head to look at him.

Xie Wuxing frowned tightly and flew directly onto the rooftop.

"Your aura is a bit strange."

He was now observing the man surnamed Xiao, whose faint aura felt peculiar.

The man surnamed Xiao asked, "Swordsman?"

Xie Wuxing nodded and said, "Your aura is also like a swordsman's, but there are some discrepancies. Moreover, your saber... it's like a lady's."

The man surnamed Xiao said, "It is indeed a lady's saber."

Xie Wuxing asked again, "All swordsmen in the world either come from the Sword Pavilion, Mantang Mountain, or the Xitan Sword Sect. Where do you come from, sir?"

The man surnamed Xiao said, "None of them."

Although they had only exchanged a few words, Xie Wuxing felt a bit tired. This person answered every question directly and said nothing more.

He patiently continued, "Even though swordsmen can be found everywhere, without exception, they all come from these three sword mountains. Xitan and the Sui Kingdom are separated by the Naihe Sea. If a Xitan swordsman were to come to the Sui territory, it would be known immediately."

Xie Wuxing stared at the man surnamed Xiao, "I come from the Sword Pavilion, so you can only be from Mantang Mountain. Other than that, where else could there be a fourth sword mountain in the world?"

The man surnamed Xiao said nothing.

He just silently looked at Xie Wuxing.

After getting to know Jiang Wang, Xie Wuxing was no longer as naive as when he first descended the mountain. His first thought was, could this person be gay? Why else would he stare at me so affectionately?

He subconsciously took a step back.

The man surnamed Xiao said faintly, "I am indeed interested in the Sword Pavilion."

Xie Wuxing misheard and exclaimed, "What? You're interested in me?!"

The man surnamed Xiao: "..."

Feng Linghuai was silent for a moment and helped to relay the man surnamed Xiao's words again.

Xie Wuxing felt a bit embarrassed.

It's all Jiang Wang's fault!

Jiang Wang, who was confronting Dong Chongyang, sneezed twice in succession. Dong Chongyang's eyes lit up, and he immediately drew his saber. If Jiang Wang hadn't reacted quickly enough and raised his saber to block, he would have been pierced through the chest and died!

Even so, he was sent flying several yards by Dong Chongyang's powerful saber strike.

Noticing this scene, Xie Wuxing thought, is this thing so accurate?

There's a saying in the secular world: one sneeze means someone is thinking of you; two sneezes mean someone is scolding you; three or more sneezes mean don't think about it, you're definitely sick.

Xie Wuxing shouted apologetically, "I didn't mean to!"

Jiang Wang looked over upon hearing the shout, completely bewildered about what was happening. But the moment he turned his head, Dong Chongyang's saber struck again.

He barely avoided losing his head.

He cursed, "You did it on purpose, you bastard!"

Perhaps he was incompatible with Xie Wuxing. First, he almost got rid of the troublesome Cai Tanggu, and now he was in an unprecedentedly miserable state. He should have been evenly matched with Dong Chongyang, so why was he being beaten and sent flying everywhere?

Feng Linghuai looked at Xie Wuxing with suspicion.

Could this person also have a grudge against Jiang Wang?

The most feared thing in a high-level battle is distraction. Victory or defeat is often decided in an instant. Xie Wuxing's action was clearly intended to kill Jiang Wang.

Xie Wuxing had no way to defend himself.

He could only remain silent.

Meanwhile, a change had occurred on the battlefield.

As a Fourth Realm Martial Artist, Rong Yulu already possessed the strength to contend with cultivators in the Cave Nether Realm. The two green-robed cultivators did not have flying swords and dared not engage in close combat with the martial artist. However, they couldn't withstand Rong Yulu's reckless charge. He eventually found an opportunity and was heavily wounded, falling to the ground.

He immediately climbed over the wall and entered the Marquis Mansion.

Because he and Cai Tanggu had helped each other, his goal was to rescue Su Lingyi.

And at this moment, Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo in the woodshed appeared extremely dejected.

They waited for Xie Wuxing to rescue them, waited from day into night, and gradually began to despair.

They thought there was no way Jiang Wang could defeat a true disciple of the Sword Pavilion.

Where had things gone wrong?

Du Yanruo stood behind the woodshed door and said, "There's no one guarding outside, why don't we escape?"

Su Lingyi, lying in a pile of firewood, said as a matter of course, "Jiang Wang is a cunning scoundrel. He deliberately showed a weakness. If we push the door open, we'll definitely be in trouble."

Although there was some truth to this, Du Yanruo still hesitated and said, "Might Senior Brother be overthinking things?"