78: Chapter 75 Coastal Zhou Family 78: Chapter 75 Coastal Zhou Family As the night had deepened, Chu Xisheng had only practiced two rounds with his sabre, briefly getting accustomed to his sword speed, before returning to his room to rest.
Practicing with the sabre wasn’t convenient in the suite of the tavern, as it would disturb the two girls, so virtual training in dreams was more suitable for him.
Yet, while Chu Xisheng was tirelessly swinging his sabre in the dream, he suddenly had a premonition and temporarily exited the dream space.
He walked to the living room and saw Chu Yunyun standing by the window, gazing outside.
Chu Xisheng also approached and looked out through a gap in the curtains, “Did Luanyi just go out?”
Following that, his lips twitched slightly as he saw Lu Luanyi’s petite figure sneaking stealthily towards the southern part of the South Street Temple Market using the shadows of the street corners.
“She must have some business to attend to.
With her cultivation level, there’s no need to worry.”
Chu Yunyun turned back to look at Chu Xisheng, “But I didn’t expect your perception to be so sharp, have you developed spiritual sense?”
Chu Xisheng immediately nodded, “It must be the spiritual sense; just now in my dream, I sensed some noise outside.”
In fact, when he had acquired the talent ‘Five Senses Spiritual Communication,’ Chu Xisheng had already developed spiritual sense.
However, this spiritual sense was dull, rigid, and beyond his control.
It was only tonight, when Chu Xisheng was fully engaged in a fight with Zhuang Hongfei, that his spiritual will transformed under tremendous pressure, and he truly gained control over his spiritual sense.
“No wonder,” Chu Yunyun slightly nodded, her expression pleased, “Today, I saw that your saber was subtly producing wind and thunder.
This must be due to the strengthening of your divine soul after the development of your spiritual sense, which has triggered the power of wind and thunder in your body.
To control wind and thunder is a capability possessed only at the fifth level realm of the Chasing Wind Saber, yet you are already touching the brink of it.
This is an accomplishment not even those talents nurtured by wealthy families could necessarily achieve.
Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the Chasing Lightning Finger, where wind and thunder coexist, so that you can truly unleash the power of ‘Chasing Wind and Lightning Hand’ and ‘Pure Yang’ physique.”
Chu Xisheng was overjoyed, as he had long awaited the Chasing Lightning Finger.
At that moment, Chu Xisheng’s expression shifted slightly, “Right, about my opponent tomorrow, Ninth Grade Sword Demon Zhou Liangchen, Yunyun, what’s your take?”
He was actually inquiring if there were any weaknesses in Zhou Liangchen that he could exploit.
Chu Yunyun did not answer but glanced at Chu Xisheng and turned back to her room, “You will naturally find out Zhou Liangchen’s weaknesses when you fight him tomorrow.”
She didn’t want Chu Xisheng to develop a habit of relying on her.
Chu Xisheng became pensive.
Chu Yunyun’s unwillingness to instruct him must have its reasons.
His expression shifted slightly, “Zhou Liangchen has always defeated enemies in three moves in the Life and Death Arena.
I suspect this guy has mastered a powerful Sword Intent.
According to Zhou Liangchen’s battle records, he seems very dependent on his Sword Intent.”
“You know it already, yet you still ask?”
Chu Yunyun’s voice was followed by a ‘clang’ as she shut the door.
Chu Xisheng then looked at the words ‘Vengeance’ on the virtual screen.
—Over three thousand martial cultivators harbor enemy intent towards you, over one hundred Eighth Rank or higher martial cultivators harbor enemy intent towards you, your Vengeful Blade Intent has enhanced to high-level intensity!
Although three hours had passed since the battle with Zhuang Hongfei in the Life and Death Arena, these people’s hatred for him had not diminished by much.
Chu Xisheng’s lips curled slightly,
This world always has one thing that overcomes another—
The next morning, Zhou Liangchen awoke from a deep sleep.
Zhou Liangchen was shocked; he found the environment completely different from before he had fallen asleep.
This was no longer the luxurious private room inside the Winning and Losing Tower, but a cramped, low bamboo cabin, woven from bamboo wood, narrow and damp.
Zhou Liangchen could even hear the sound of flowing water coming from outside.
Taken aback, Zhou Liangchen immediately grabbed the sword beside him and leapt up, striding out from inside the bamboo cabin.
Following that, he drifted into a daze and saw his uncle, ‘Cloud Sword Manor Master Du Yunlai,’ holding a fishing rod, sitting at the bow of the boat with a serene expression.
Zhou Liangchen glanced around and noticed that the boat they were on was gliding downstream like an arrow sailing through the heart of the river.
He frowned deeply, “May I ask where this is?”
Du Yunlai responded indifferently, “We are already within the bounds of Coastal County, and by noon, we can return to your home.”
Zhou Liangchen’s pupils suddenly dilated—Coastal County was a good twelve hundred miles away from Xiushui County.
His heart filled with both anger and urgency, “Why are we returning to Coastal County?
Wasn’t it arranged that tonight I would be fighting Chu Xisheng in a life and death arena?”
“That life and death match has been canceled.”
Du Yunlai’s demeanor remained calm and elegant, without a hint of fluctuation in his tone, “I’ve already sent a letter to Zuo Qingyun on your behalf to concede defeat.”
Zhou Liangchen heard the words with utter disbelief and grew even more furious, “By what right do you concede for me?”
“By the rights of being your uncle.”
Du Yunlai lifted his head and looked at the restless Zhou Liangchen, “You would surely not have stood a chance against Chu Xisheng in today’s match, and as your uncle, I couldn’t just watch you throw your life away.
Your parents wanted you to hone your swordsmanship and sword intent on the arena, but there’s no need to risk your life for it.”
Zhou Liangchen found it incomprehensible, “You think I would lose?
Lose to someone even less capable than Zhuang Hongfei?”
Du Yunlai’s voice was firm and resolute as he returned his gaze to the river, “Being the legitimate son of the Zhoou Family, you should be aware of the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord and the Divine Intent Touch Death Blade from a thousand years ago, shouldn’t you?”
It’s true that Zhou Liangchen’s surname was Zhou, the eldest legitimate son of the ‘Three Finger Divine’ Zhoou Xiong Ba of the Coastal Zhou Family, participating incognito under his banner in the life and death arena.
Zhou Liangchen furrowed his brow lightly.
How could he not know?
Over a thousand years ago, a great catastrophe befell the Coastal Zhou Family because of the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord.
Four Third Grade martial cultivators of the Zhou Family were killed by the hands of the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord.
An elite family of sword cultivators was dramatically brought down by the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord.
But what does this have to do with Chu Xisheng?
“Chu Xisheng has mastered the Vengeful Blade Intent.
This blade intent has a characteristic: the more people around him who harbor enmity towards him, the stronger his blade intent becomes.
At the height of his power, the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord relied on this blade intent to single-handedly oppose ten thousand soldiers and extinguish a whole country.
Not even the Grand Ancestor of Daning could stand against him, having to bow down before his might,”
Du Yunlai’s expression was complex and also helpless, “If it were anywhere else, you’d have an eighty to ninety percent chance of winning against him.
But near the Winning and Losing Tower, you stand no chance at all; it’s certain death!”
After the combat between Chu Xisheng and Zhuang Hongfei, Du Yunlai had personally witnessed Chu Xisheng’s blade intent reaching its peak amidst the curses of numerous gamblers!
Zhou Liangchen, attacking with sword intent, would surely be defeated swiftly and decisively.
“Ridiculous!” Zhou Liangchen’s eyes flared in anger, “Not having fought, how can one know who will win or lose?”
Standing tall and strong, how could Zhou Liangchen, an eight-foot tall man, ever contemplate fleeing from a battle?
He could not afford such a loss of face!
Zhou Liangchen made no attempt to argue with Du Yunlai but instead leaped straight into the Shenxiu River, swimming vigorously toward the riverbank.
Seeing this, Du Yunlai merely chuckled silently, showing no intention to stop him.
At a distance of twelve hundred miles from the Ancient Market, even if Zhou Liangchen rushed and hastened, it would still be too late.
And even if he managed to reach the Ancient Market, the life and death arena could not be held.
Without Du Yunlai’s permission, Zuo Qingyun wouldn’t allow Zhou Liangchen to step into the life and death arena.