Simp Sword Cultivator

The man arrived with a sharp sword aura, startling Tang Yu, who was in a daze.

After realizing the terrifying level of cultivation the other party possessed.

Tang Yu asked, puzzled, "Tang Yu? What business do you have with our grandmaster?"

"Grandmaster Uncle? You're not Tang Yu?"

Seeing Tang Yu's flawless look of confusion, Meng Zihao was stunned for a moment.

Then he took out a portrait from his storage ring.

The man in the portrait is Tang Yu.

After confirming that he hadn't found the wrong person, Meng Zihao stared at Tang Yu with a livid face and sneered.

"Truly a fiend from the Joyous Union Sect, these petty tricks come easily to you. I'll let you leave a final word before you die."

Just as he finished speaking, Nangong Ying stepped out of the ship.

Because Meng Zihao's cultivation level was too high.

She was completely unaware that Meng Zihao had arrived while she was on the ship.

Upon seeing Meng Zihao, Nangong Ying paused for a moment before instantly appearing beside Tang Yu.

She produced several protective magical artifacts and stared at Meng Zihao warily.

"Senior Meng, my Joyous Union Sect has never had any enmity with you, so why are you causing trouble for my junior brother?"

"I have no enmity with the Joyous Union Sect, but this brat has a blood feud with me. Today, I will definitely kill this villain with my sword!"

Seeing the several high-quality protective magical artifacts in Nangong Ying's hands.

Meng Zihao disagreed.

As cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, there was a significant difference in their cultivation levels.

Moreover, as a sword cultivator, his killing power far surpasses that of ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Even with a magic weapon protecting him, Tang Yu would have no chance of escaping from him.

What grudge do I hold against you?

Tang Yu was also baffled by this guy. He was a kind person who never made enemies, so where did this deep-seated hatred come from?

"I'm just asking you, did you draw 'The Fairy Meiyun's Misfortune'?"

Meng Zihao asked angrily.

After he said that...

Tang Yu and Nangong Ying exchanged a glance.

"Yes, but this is a matter between our Joyous Union Sect and the Jade Maiden Sect. What does it have to do with you?"

Tang Yu immediately shifted the blame to the sect's hatred.

"I don't care about what your two sects do, but you humiliated my Xiaomei Meiyun. If I don't pursue this matter with you, I, Meng Zihao, will be ashamed of my three-foot sword."

After Meng Zihao finished speaking, his sword aura became even more fierce, completely enveloping the entire ship.

Upon sensing this terrifying sword energy, some of the cultivators on the ground all showed expressions of fear.

Which powerful sword cultivator is unleashing their supernatural abilities now?

"Junior brother, I'll hold him off. You try to escape when you have a chance."

Seeing that this guy was really going to make a move, Nangong Ying activated several protective magic treasures in her hands, used her divine sense to tell Tang Yu to prepare to escape, and then looked at Meng Zihao and warned him.

"You surnamed Meng, you dare to injure my junior brother today. Regardless of the Joyous Union Sect, my ancestor will not let you off the hook."

"Do you think we sword cultivators are easily intimidated?"

Meng Zihao, with a calm expression, was about to thrust out his sword.

"Wait, wait, wait."

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, Tang Yu immediately called out to stop them.

"Let's talk this out. You can kill me, but I need to make one thing clear with you."

As he spoke, he casually grabbed Nangong Ying's hand and pulled her behind him.

Nangong Ying's gaze unconsciously fell on Tang Yu's profile, and she suddenly felt a little strange.

"What's up?"

Meng Zihao squinted his eyes and said.

He also wanted to hear what the man had to say before he died, so he could relay it to Mei Yun later.

"Are you and Fang Meiyun Daoist partners?"

Tang Yu asked with a strange expression.

This problem clearly caused the sword energy floating around to become somewhat disordered.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Meng Zihao's murderous face as he said, "Not yet."

As he said this, a look of disdain flashed in Nangong Ying's eyes as she stood behind Tang Yu.

The fact that this guy has been pursuing Fang Meiyun for hundreds of years is known to everyone in the seven major sects.

This is also what everyone finds most puzzling.

Fang Meiyun was of average appearance, although she was exceptionally talented and of noble birth.

However, Meng Zihao, as a rogue cultivator, was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, so in terms of status, he was definitely no less than Fang Meiyun.

What exactly does this guy like about Fang Meiyun?

"Okay, let me rephrase the question: How many years have you liked her?"

Tang Yu's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly she had already cursed the damned sycophant a few times.

"What's it to you? Is this all your last words?"

Meng Zihao said coldly, clearly unwilling to answer the question.

"No, that's not it. I think we can be friends. You feel I insulted the person you like, so you want to kill me, and I understand that."

"But everything has two sides. My appearance may not be a bad thing for you. I ask you, does she know that you came to assassinate me?"

Tang Yu asked with a smile.

"What if I know? What if I don't?"

Meng Zihao found it increasingly difficult to understand Tang Yu's thoughts, but he felt uneasy about killing the kid without finding out the truth.

"Then she must know. I've met Fang Meiyun. She's the type of person who hates men. No matter how many years you like her, she won't even glance at you."

"But after I showed up, did you and she have something to talk about? She was even willing to ask you to help kill me?"

Tang Yu chuckled and asked.

Meng Zihao frowned; it seemed that this was indeed the case.

If it weren't for this kid, Mei Yun probably wouldn't have been willing to exchange more than three words with me, given her personality.

So, with a dark expression, he asked, "So what are you trying to say?"

"I can help you win over your junior sister Mei Yun."

Tang Yu rubbed his hands together with a sincere smile, then looked at Nangong Ying and said.

"Senior sister, please go inside and rest first. I'd like to have a proper talk with this senior."

"All right..."

Nangong Ying never expected that a few words from this guy would persuade the murderous Meng Zihao to obediently return to the ship.

After Nangong Ying left, Meng Zihao waved his hand.

The surrounding sword energy contracted, enveloping him and Tang Yu, preventing outsiders from hearing their conversation.

He looked at Tang Yu and said, his expression softening slightly.

Give me one reason not to kill you.

The reason that he could get Mei Yun was too tempting for him.

"Please sit and chat, senior."

Tang Yu took out a set of table, chairs, and tea set from her storage ring, elegantly brewed a pot of tea, and then handed a cup to Meng Zihao.

"Senior, tell me first, how many years have you been pursuing Fang Meiyun?"

"I'm a rather sentimental person; I've loved her for over four hundred years."

Meng Zihao's answer nearly made Tang Yu, who was drinking tea, choke to death.

Seeing Meng Zihao's unfriendly expression, Tang Yu quickly praised him.

"Such a handsome and affectionate man as you, senior, yet Fang Meiyun actually rejected him. This shows that this woman has some issues with her personality. But what is it about her that you like, senior?"

"That's too much. I love everything about her."

"What's your favorite?"

"It was her fierce and aloof demeanor that captivated me."

Meng Zihao said this without the slightest shame.

Tang Yu instantly understood what kind of person this guy was.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Then you need me as a catalyst to make her willing to keep looking for you."

"How do we do it?"

"It's simple. Just pretend that your assassination attempt failed and you were seriously injured by my master, then go to her. She'll have to care about you, right? Wouldn't that make you closer than before?"

"That's right, and then what?"

"This is just the beginning. I will find a way to humiliate her, to make the entire Nine Heavens Continent believe that she is a lowly woman, and that only you will stay by her side and never abandon her."

"And you know her eccentric personality. Once she loses her current status and is condemned by everyone, she'll only be able to take it out on you..."

Tang Yu began to patiently and skillfully guide and instruct her.

Meng Zihao became more and more excited as he listened. After he finished, he withdrew the sword energy around him, came up and grabbed Tang Yu's hand excitedly.

"My virtuous brother's plan is truly ingenious. I almost offended you today, so I'm willing to punish myself with a cup of tea instead of wine."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, looking extremely excited.

The problem that had plagued us for centuries has finally been solved!

After finishing his tea, he looked at Tang Yu and said, "Brother, you're willing to do me such a big favor. I wonder how I can repay you after this is done?"

"No need to be so polite between friends, but if someone ever gives me trouble, I might need a little help from you guys."

Tang Yu said with a smile.

"You're too kind. Please accept this flying sword. In times of crisis, summon it, and it will be as if I were to unleash a full-force strike. I will arrive instantly."

Meng Zihao took out a meticulously crafted flying sword and handed it to Tang Yu.

The two chatted for about half an hour more.

Meng Zihao listened intently, just like a student in a lecture, completely absorbed and satisfied.

After learning enough, Meng Zihao went straight to the Jade Maiden Sect as Tang Yu had instructed.

Even halfway there, he didn't forget to seriously injure himself so he could begin the first step of his plan to win over Mei Yun.