Chapter 2477: Chapter 96: Longing Shy Before the Weak
After bidding farewell to Ruan Qin, Jiang Wang flew down the Sword Asking Gorge alone. Holding the knife coin in his hand, he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Yu Beidou had also given him a knife coin.
However, the coin Yu Beidou gave was one he had originally given away himself, which had circulated and then returned to his hand, clean and shiny as if new. Initially, he had taken new coins directly from the government office and casually put them in a box for future use.
As for the knife coin from Ruan Qin, it was still somewhat dirty, clearly having circulated in the market for a long time.
The unkempt Yu Beidou had slightly cleaned it before giving him a new coin.
The elegant Ruan Qin, on the other hand, gave him an old coin.
Do fortune tellers all love money this much?
Next time, can they directly give Prime Stones? As the saying goes, money can communicate with gods. The more you give, the easier it is to cast spells, right?
But as much as he thought this way, he deeply understood Yu Beidou’s stinginess and wasn’t yet familiar enough with Ruan Qin to joke around.
This time, returning to the Sword Pavilion brought no waves.
Pavilion Lord Si Yu’an was absent, Sikong Jingxiao was in seclusion, and the Heartless Sword Master was nowhere to be found. The other disciples in the Sword Pavilion treated him like air, neither insulting him nor greeting him.
Ning Shuangrong accompanied him up the mountain and then sent him back down. On the Heavenly Gate plank path, she just said, "See you in Jianghu again."
Then, green clothes climbed the mountain, and the blue shirt went afar, allowing the heavenly wind to pass through the Long Gorge.
Someone Jiang connected with Chu Yao and Xiang Qian, leading Bai Niu along and bringing Bai Yuxia with them. The group rode the ox-drawn carriage, gradually moving away along the narrow Sword Asking Gorge.
Speaking of which, Jiang Wang had made a round trip to the Blood River Sect, while Chu Yao and Xiang Qian became quite familiar with each other—after all, what child doesn’t like an adult who lets them play freely?
Considering Xiang Qian and Bai Yuxia’s physical conditions,
The dignified Marquis Wu’an of Daqi personally drove the carriage at the front, giving up the carriage compartment for the two poor souls who had been suspended for months to rest and recover.
The young disciple sat beside his master, casually asking all sorts of strange questions. Such as, is the Blood River Sect in a river, why didn’t the fairy sister in green return to the South Border with them, and is the master already the number one in the world?
Jiang Wang also answered offhandedly.
The carriage curtain was rolled up.
Bai Yuxia sat properly, nurturing himself, watching Xiang Qian leaning listlessly against the cabin wall, gazing blankly outside. In his eyes, there seemed to be the two backs of those large and small figures, or perhaps even further away...what was he thinking?
This swordsman who follows "sleeping" wherever it goes, seemed somewhat sorrowful?
Upon closer examination, those dead-fish eyes had already closed, his breathing becoming steady as he quickly fell asleep.
Sure enough, it was an illusion...
Bai Yuxia shook his head, gazing out the carriage window. His experiences after leaving Yue Country were unprecedented, expanding his horizons and giving him a sense of novelty. Even though he had regained freedom, he no longer wished to return to Yue Country.
The days of constant self-demanding, those times with every step and goal in plain sight...were not as comfortable as being suspended on Heavenly Eye Peak.
As they say, "When a thought of lying down arises, the world suddenly feels vast."
As he aimlessly counted the sword marks on the cliff walls, he also learned to daydream. The ox cart was about to exit Sword Asking Gorge when suddenly—
Clang, clang, clang, clink, clank...
Countless sword hums!
Various swords, with different weights and timbres, resounded throughout Sword Asking Gorge in a special rhythm, playing a majestic long song!
"Oh my gosh, Brother Ox, run faster!" Chu Yao exclaimed in fright, "They’re coming to kill us!"
Even Bai Niu was scared in the Sword Pavilion, and it truly lifted its hooves to accelerate.
But was pressed down by Jiang Wang’s hand.
"Don’t talk nonsense." Jiang Wang glared at Chu Yao.
Yet he was indeed puzzled by the current scene.
What on earth was this sword song from the Sword Pavilion?
Could it be, as he was about to leave, that the elusive True Monarch would strike one last time? Such things shouldn’t happen again and again. One should know that when patience reaches its limit, there will certainly be retribution someday!
"It’s the Song of Ten Thousand Swords." Bai Yuxia, regaining his composure, was both surprised and envious, his expression complex. "According to the tradition on Heavenly Eye Peak, if at the Sword Asking Sword Pavilion, there is someone invincible, the Sword Pavilion shall bid farewell with a sword song!"
"Oh, I see." Jiang Wang nodded calmly, as if unaffected.
After all, he just returned from the Evil Sea, having witnessed battles at the Yan Dao Level, and even had contact with beings on the Absolute Summit. Such a small scene was nothing... Hahahaha.
He struggled to stop his lips from curling into a grin.
"Uncle Xiang! Uncle Xiang! Don’t keep sleeping, did you hear that?" Chu Yao energetically exclaimed, "My master is so awe-inspiring! Following him, I’m also very awe-inspiring!"
He easily accepted Xiang Qian’s self-declared title as his ’Uncle Master,’ considering he really looked much older than his own master.
Xiang Qian slumped in the carriage, not opening his eyes, only humming, "What a lousy song, I heard it years ago. When my master brought me here, he was far more impressive than any of you!"
Jiang Wang remained silent.
Bai Yuxia as well.
Only Chu Yao protested, "Call your master out and have a match with mine!"
Plonk!
Jiang Wang casually flicked his forehead, "What’s the point of comparing? Day in and day out, you just cause trouble for your master!"
