Great Dao Lord through Deducing Myriad Arts

Chapter 266: Chapter 223: Three Days Later, at Dingyuan Gate, One Battle to Decide the Winner

She carried a tea set and wine, walking straight into the alley.

The crowd automatically parted for her as she passed.

Chen Sujin walked straight past, her gaze fixed forward.

Yet even this simple walk was enough to make many people stare, their eyes glued to her.

It wasn’t until she had passed that someone smacked their lips, as if savoring the sight. "Damn, that woman is gorgeous. Who is she?"

Most of the people there were commoners who naturally couldn’t afford a high-end establishment like the Rain Building.

But someone recognized her and couldn’t help but mutter, "Holy shit, coming to see this spectacle was absolutely worth it!"

After all, just a glimpse of Chen Sujin would normally cost several silver coins, and even that was no guarantee.

But now, not only were they seeing her for free, but they were also so close they could even smell her faint, lingering fragrance.

How was this not a massive score?

Meanwhile, Chen Sujin brought her things straight to Wu Liangchen’s side. She set down a small tea table; the hand warmer had already been lit and was flickering with tiny flames.

She placed the small teapot on the warmer. While it heated, she took a delicate little flask from her robes and handed it to him.

"Master Wu, have a drink first to warm yourself up."

Wu Liangchen gazed at the woman for a moment, then took the silver flask, which was still warm from her body. After he twisted open the lid, a rich, fragrant aroma of wine wafted out.

Wu Liangchen took a sip and immediately narrowed his eyes. "Good wine!"

This wine must have been aged for years. It had a jelly-like consistency in the mouth that had to be dissolved with the tongue.

Its flavor was rich and mellow, yet crisp. Once swallowed, it felt like a line of fire tracing its way straight to his stomach.

At Wu Liangchen’s praise, Chen Sujin’s eyes curved into happy crescents.

"Here, have some tea to warm up as well!"

Chen Sujin personally brewed the tea, then served it.

Wu Liangchen took the tea and suddenly said, "Has anyone been giving you trouble?"

Chen Sujin brushed back a stray strand of hair from her temple and said lightly, "What do you think?"

As it turned out, just an hour after Wu Liangchen had blocked the gates of the Broken Sword Sect, people had already sought out Chen Sujin.

They had resorted to every means possible: threats, bribes, sending intermediaries to persuade her.

Their only goal was to make Chen Sujin change her mind and persuade Wu Liangchen to stop.

Speaking of which, Chen Sujin suddenly laughed. "Master Wu, you should have seen the looks on their faces! When I told them that I’d rather die than change my mind, and dared them to kill me if they had the guts, they all went pale."

Chen Sujin laughed, and it was a genuinely happy laugh.

Because she knew that the revenge she had awaited for so long was no longer a baseless fantasy, but a tangible, achievable goal.

The way they treated her alone showed just how much they feared Wu Liangchen.

In fact, without Wu Liangchen, Chen Sujin figured she would have been dead long ago.

After all, in the eyes of someone like Gu Yi, a woman from a brothel—even a famous head courtesan—was worth nothing at all.

Wu Liangchen nodded. ’So, while Prince Jing might be arrogant, he isn’t stupid.’

’He wanted to mediate, but he hadn’t taken things to an extreme.’

’This left him some room to maneuver as well.’

Wu Liangchen drained the tea in his cup and handed the cup back.

"Go. This is no place for you," Wu Liangchen said lightly.

Chen Sujin wanted to say something, but in the end, she lowered her head. "Yes!"

Then she packed up her things again and turned to leave.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers in the distance had not dispersed; on the contrary, it was growing larger.

After all, who wouldn’t want to come see a once-in-a-century event like this?

Wu Liangchen looked up at the icicles under the eaves, slowly exhaling a puff of white breath.

He knew that countless pairs of eyes were staring at him right now.

But he didn’t care.

The words Yan Jun had spoken before leaving still echoed in his ears. ’No matter how strong someone in the Minor Fourth Realm is, they’re no Grandmaster.’

’That’s true enough.’

But Wu Liangchen was not worried about this.

Because...

[Name: Wu Liangchen] [Age: 18]

[Life Fire: 188 Wisps]

[Hundred Beasts Skyward Stance (Proficient 99/500)]

[Eight-Step Wind-Chasing Fist (Proficient 445/500)]

[Sun-Chasing Archery Skill (Accomplished 33/1000)]

[Jingzhe Blade Technique (Proficient 273/500)]

[Golden Body Cross Training Skill (Proficient 84/500)]

[Blood Exchange and Bone Marrow Cleansing (98%)]

Looking at the Martial Arts section on his attribute panel, Wu Liangchen’s eyes gleamed.

’My Martial Arts progress is on the verge of a breakthrough. I’m just a single step away from becoming a Grandmaster.’

This was also Wu Liangchen’s greatest source of confidence.

What was an insurmountable chasm for ordinary people—that final hurdle—was almost nonexistent for him.

If nothing unexpected happened, he could break through after just a few days of dedicated Cultivation.

But Wu Liangchen didn’t plan to do that.

Because a subtle feeling, a gut instinct, told him.

Breaking through in the midst of battle would bring greater benefits and advantages.

It was a very profound and mysterious feeling.

Just like the feeling he always had that Zen Master Jingxin was somewhere in the Imperial Capital.

Wu Liangchen closed the panel and, not one to be idle, began to review the gains he had made in his Martial Arts.

When it was time for lunch, Chen Sujin came again, this time with a food box filled with dishes she had cooked herself.

And just like that, Wu Liangchen ate his lunch right there in front of the gate.

By now, the incident had caused an uproar throughout the entire Imperial Capital.

Spectators had swarmed Plum Blossom Alley and the surrounding streets, packing them completely.

Some vendors saw a business opportunity and even began hawking snacks.

It was only at this time that Xu Kai, who had been drinking with courtesans all night, heard the news and rushed over.

Accompanying him was his brother-in-law, Jiang Feng.

In fact, he had been dragged out of bed at Anxiang Pavilion by Jiang Feng.

When he learned what had happened, Xu Kai’s face went pale.

"How... How could this happen?"

"Alright, this has nothing to do with you, and no one is going to give you trouble for it. Come on, let’s go watch the show," Jiang Feng said, tossing Xu Kai’s clothes to him.

After getting dressed and settling his bill, Xu Kai followed his brother-in-law to Plum Blossom Alley.

The place was already a sea of people, but fortunately, Jiang Feng had been around the Imperial Capital for many years and had powerful connections.

So he quickly found a nearby restaurant and secured a private room on the second floor with a window view.

The two of them ate and watched. When he saw Chen Sujin bringing food to Wu Liangchen, Xu Kai couldn’t help but speak.

"This whole affair started because of that woman. Has no one gone after her?"

Having worked in the Ministry of Justice for so many years, Xu Kai was well-versed in the methods of officialdom.

Sometimes, if you can’t solve the problem, you solve the person who raised it.

The method was simple and crude, but extremely effective.

Jiang Feng sneered at his words. "Of course they have. It’s just that no one dares to make a fatal move because they’re afraid of offending Wu Liangchen."

Xu Kai thought about it and realized it was true, then gave a bitter smile.

"I heard even Prince Jing came by. This incident has really blown up."

But Jiang Feng looked like he was enjoying the show. "Let it blow up. This filthy martial world is long overdue for a shake-up."

And just as the two of them were chatting idly, the crowd below suddenly erupted in an uproar.

Jiang Feng immediately stuck his head out the window to see.

"What’s going on?" Xu Kai asked anxiously, unable to see.

"Gu Yi... sent people!" Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

Sure enough, a trio of men pushed through the crowd and entered the alley.

The three were dressed as servants, but their steps were steady. They were actually all Martial Artists.

Jiang Feng recognized them at a glance as Gu Yi’s personal attendants.

And their appearance meant that Gu Yi was finally making his move.

At this moment, they came before Wu Liangchen, who was eating, and stopped. The leader took out a letter and said in a deep voice.

"Wu Liangchen, haven’t you been looking for my master? This is the letter of challenge my master has for you. Take it!"

With that, he flicked the letter forward.

Although the letter was just a thin sheet of paper, it flew toward Wu Liangchen at an incredible speed.

This showed the man’s superb skill with hidden weapons.

A stir went through the crowd of onlookers.

Many people grew excited.

Because the moment they had been most anticipating had finally arrived.

But Wu Liangchen didn’t use his hand to catch it. Instead, he extended his chopsticks, clamped the letter between them in the blink of an eye, and then unfolded it to read.

There was only a very short sentence on it.

In three days, before Dingyuan Gate, your saber against my sword—one battle to decide victory and defeat!