Stance
Feng Jiuxuan left after finishing her business, leaving Xu Yuan bewildered in the wind.
His most prized weapon at this stage was actually replicated after being seen only once.
He found it hard to accept.
Although he now knows that the Cangyuan of his previous life was just the tip of the iceberg in this world, the Blood Origin Heart-Fall Technique is still one of the only three blood-colored Cultivation Method.
Why does it feel like it's becoming too common now?
Compared to Xu Yuan's astonishment, the remaining two people in the hall seemed unfazed.
Xu Changge learned swordsmanship from Feng Jiuxuan in his early years.
Over the decades, Xu Yinhe naturally had a clear understanding of his brother-in-law's strength.
Sitting down again, Xu Yinhe looked at Xu Yuan, who was still standing there questioning his existence, and said:
"Changtian, you don't need to be too surprised."
Xu Yuan snapped out of his daze upon hearing the sound and gave an awkward laugh:
"Father, can Uncle imitate other people's sword skills with just a glance?"
Xu Changge chuckled softly from the side:
"Your swordsmanship is powerful enough, but your cultivation level is too low."
Xu Yuan turned his gaze to Xu Changge:
"What's the meaning?"
Xu Changge was quite patient at this moment:
"When you circulate your Qi, the meridians you pass through are practically useless to your uncle. Moreover, your sword strike doesn't contain any Dao essence; it's just a conventional move. What's so difficult about imitating it?"
Xu Yuan seemed to understand but not quite, then asked:
"Easy. You can do it too?"
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Xu Changge pretended not to hear and walked back to her seat.
Xu Yuan couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
The Blood Ink Jade sword technique is quite sophisticated; at least Xu Changge couldn't imitate it.
Even for someone like Feng Jiuxuan, who is hailed as a sword saint, using this technique wouldn't be too much of a loss of face.
After a moment's thought, Xu Yuan walked to the table and sat down, taking a sip of wine to calm his nerves.
"Xu Changge, what exactly does it mean that my uncle will teach me swordsmanship?"
He was both curious and expectant.
Xu Changge glanced at Xu Yuan, her expression indifferent:
"You'll know when your uncle comes back."
"Tsk, she's quite vengeful," Xu Yuan muttered under his breath. "Serves her right for being lonely for life."
"Click--"
Xu Changge crushed the armrest of the chair.
Xu Yuan remained silent, glancing at his father in the main seat and then giving Xu Changge a meaningful look.
Xu Yinhe smiled, upholding justice:
"Changge, you really should change your personality."
Xu Yuan echoed in a serious voice:
"Xu Changge, I really don't know what made them take a liking to you, they've been waiting for you outside the city for a month and a half!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Yinhe glanced at his eldest son with slight surprise:
"Changge, what does Changtian mean by this?"
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Xu Changge released his grip and was about to speak when Xu Yuan interrupted:
"Father, don't you know? Xu Changge must have developed feelings for someone during his travels."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yinhe's usually composed expression showed a rare hint of hesitation, and his voice also carried a trace of doubt:
"Whose maid is she?"
Upon seeing this, Xu Changge immediately said:
"Father, I can handle my own affairs, you..."
"He's Little Heavenly Master from the Heavenly Master Sect."
Xu Yinhe opened his mouth, staring at Xu Changge with a strange expression.
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"Father, that Little Heavenly Master isn't a boy, he's a girl."
Xu Changge took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly:
"Before your uncle returns, I can teach you some Changtian swordsmanship knowledge."
Threatening force? Threatening force is the worst form of incompetence.
Xu Yuan sneered inwardly and immediately changed his words:
"Father, children and grandchildren have their own destinies. Since my elder brother..."
"That's enough."
Xu Yinhe waved his hand, pondered for a few moments, seemingly making a decision, and looked at his eldest son:
"Changge, if you are willing, your father may go to the Heavenly Master Sect."
Xu Changge interrupted Xu Yinhe directly, shook his head, and his eyes were very firm:
"Father, I know my own actions."
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Upon hearing this,
Xu Yinhe's gaze towards Xu Changge became somewhat complicated.
A marriage alliance is nothing special, but the marriage alliance between the Prime Minister's Estate and the Heavenly Master Sect has far-reaching implications.
An attitude, a compromise.
However, if the Heavenly Master Sect were to be bound to the Prime Minister's Estate's Mansion as a war machine, it would require a huge price to pay, and might even affect other plans, ultimately resulting in nothing but a wasted effort.
Xu Changge understood this perfectly, so he couldn't let his personal desires affect the overall situation.
Seeing the expressions on his father's and elder brother's faces, Xu Yuan suddenly smiled and said:
"The Heavenly Master Sect is a legitimate branch of the Xuanmen (Daoist) sect. Even if the sect is to be eliminated in the future, they will most likely remain neutral."
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Silence followed.
The atmosphere didn't ease; instead, it became somewhat tense.
Xu Yinhe and Xu Changge suddenly looked at him at the same time.
Meeting the gazes of both men, Xu Yuan asked somewhat awkwardly:
"What's wrong?"
After a few breaths of silence,
Xu Yinhe asked, enunciating each word clearly:
"Changtian, how can you be so sure that the Heavenly Master Sect will remain neutral? Is it simply because they pay tribute to the imperial court?"
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Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan immediately realized what was happening.
From the perspective of the Prime Minister's Estate today, the Heavenly Master Sect may indeed seem like a potential candidate, but who knows if they're not just putting on an act?
Xuanmen Orthodox Sect
The Wanxiang Sect is also nominally a legitimate sect of Xuanmen (Daoist sects).
If he hadn't happened to stumble upon the Wanxiang Sect's massacre, the Wanxiang Sect would probably be infamous by now.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan said seriously:
"Father, during my travels, I personally witnessed the prosperity and strength of the people of the Great Ying Continent, and the local people also showed great love and respect for the Heavenly Master Sect."
Xu Yinhe nodded, his eyes calm:
"That's one reason, but not enough. The Sword Sect is also beloved in its territory."
Tianyuan Sword Sect
Their strong power allows them to maintain local stability effectively, but their stance dictates that they can only do what's right in front of their own doorstep.
There are good people and bad people everywhere, and sects are no exception, but that doesn't change the fact that they are a group of parasites that suck the blood of the entire Great Yan.
After a few breaths of silence, Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at Xu Yinhe and said:
"Father, I stand by my own opinion."
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Xu Yinhe let out a soft breath:
"Since you insist, I will not try to persuade you further, but I hope you understand that you can have compassion, but you cannot be naive."
Xu Yuan nodded, his thoughts a mix of emotions.
He wasn't lying; he learned about the Heavenly Master Sect from Cangyuan.
The Heavenly Master Sect has always maintained a neutral stance. They don't care about the fighting and killings in other places, but only protect the common people in their own small territory and try their best to receive refugees fleeing from other places.
This is a true and authentic branch of the Xuanmen school.
One who holds a sword in his hand does so not to draw it against the weak, but to protect the orthodox teachings of the weak.
It's a pity that such a legitimate sect of esoteric Buddhism didn't have a good ending in many timelines.
A neutral stance will displease both the sects and the imperial court. Who knows if you maintain neutrality for the sake of the common people or to preserve your strength to reap the rewards at the last moment?
In the silence,
Xu Changge raised her hand and patted Xu Yuan, whose expression was complicated. She didn't say anything, but her eyes held a hint of a smile and a deep sense of helplessness.
There will be another update later.