Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“Fight one, begin!” As soon as the command was given, Lu Mingshu fished out her sword.
She brought along an ordinary sword with her for the ranking match. Lunar God Sword was way too striking.
“Please guide me true!” the opponent shouted, and a fireball dashed toward Lu Mingshu.
She dodged and avoided the attack.
However, as if the fireball had eyes, it made a U-turn and went for her again.
Lu Mingshu jumped up. Her sword-light chopped the fireball in half, and she fell back to the ground.
Yelling could be heard from the spectators.
Seeing that the first method didn’t work, the opponent threw a razor blade at her with great speed.
However, to a martial artist, such speed was nothing.
Dragging things out, the match finally ended after an hour.
Next up was Ling Wuxia.
Her weapon made it easier for her to drag things out, so it took around two hours for the match to end.
“Those girls are fishy.”
At the restaurant nearest the arena, somebody whispered.
“Who?”
The first person pointed his chin toward Lu Mingshu, Zhou Ruying, and Ling Wuxia.
This was the best private room in the restaurant since it offered the best angle. When the ranking match took place, one may not get such a room even if they were filthy rich.
Two teenagers sat in the room. They were both nicely dressed. One looked ice-cold, while the other was full of smiles.
The one full of smiles was slouching on his chair, drinking wine. Hearing the other, he looked in the same direction. “Oh, it’s some young ladies competing.”
His companion remained silent and continued to watch their fights carefully.
After watching two fights, the teenager laughed while continuing to drink. “Fishy indeed.”
“Their attacks are particular, and they pay special attention to their posture.”
“Uh-huh, just like a certain type of person.”
Both exchanged glances. “Sword cultivator!” they said in sync.
Surprised at how in sync they were, they paused for a moment. “Find someone to keep an eye on them!” both said at the same time again.
After a while, the Tranquil Void Monastery got into the last round and won a fight successfully.
The normal ranking match basically ended here, and with the one necessary win, they had won the bet.
“Let’s go and get the sword back!” Xiang Zichen cheered and hurried his juniors.
We finally got our master’s sword back!
Lu Mingshu and the rest followed behind them unenthusiastically.
Daoist He led a good life, and he even had a nice place to stay on the street across the plaza.
When they arrived, Daoist He was busy packing his stuff.
“Daoist He, where are you going?” Xiang Zichen asked.
Seeing Xiang Zichen in front of him, Daoist He jumped out of his skin. He immediately plastered a smile on his face “Ah, it’s Junior Nephew Xiang, what brings you to this old man’s house?”
“Of course it’s to get what we won!” Xiang Zimei yelled. “Daoist He, return my master’s flying sword!”
“Ah, that…” Daoist He laughed. “Why are you in such a rush? Because your master’s sword is such a treasure, I asked someone to safeguard it for me! I’ll get someone to send it to you tomorrow.”
“Spare your act!” Xiang Zimei obviously wouldn’t buy his lies. “Take it out right now or else…”
“Or else what? So what if this old man doesn’t want to give it to you? Get lost!” Daoist He shouted at Xiang Zimei and pushed her, making her fall to the floor. He threw a Daoist talisman at Xiang Zichen and fled with his suitcase.
Who the hell would stay here? So what if I signed the contract? Nobody will do anything to me as long as I move away and come back after a year or so!
Ding—! A sword appeared in front of him suddenly, nearly cutting his throat. “Hello. Where do you think you’re going, huh?”
Zhou Ruying had a sword to his throat. Ling Wuxia and Lu Mingshu, who was sitting at the end of the street, lazily rolled their eyes at him and yelled, “Can you hurry up? We want to go home and sleep!”
Daoist He was indeed a flexible person who could turn on a dime. He bit his lips and dropped down to the floor, crying. “Great Aunt, I’m a blind idiot, I’ll return it right away, I’m sorry….”
After getting back their master’s relic, Xiang Zichen and his juniors were on cloud nine. Meanwhile, Lu Mingshu and the others went into their room with the sack of spirit stones.
The trio sat in a circle and stared a hole into the mirror in Lu Mingshu’s hand.
The spirit stones lit up one by one and dimmed soon after, with spiritual energy being transferred into the mirror.
The whole sack was used up in no time, but there were still no changes.
“Did we perhaps get it wrong?” Ling Wuxia asked.
“No.” Lu Mingshu shook her head firmly. “Look, it’s brighter than before.”
“True,” Zhou Ruying said after examining the mirror for a while.
“Which means that sack of spirit stones wasn’t enough?”
The trio sighed. That was more than a thousand spirit stones! If even that was not enough, what else could they do? It wasn’t easy to quickly get a thousand spirit stones with normal ways. How much longer will we be here?
“Shh!” Ling Wuxia suddenly shushed.
The three of them shivered. They each picked up their swords and stood in a different corner, blowing out the light immediately.
After some time, they could hear sounds, and Lu Mingshu didn’t hesitate to leap up.
Whoosh! Now, there was a huge hole in the roof. Lu Mingshu could see a figure from the corner of her eyes. She went toward it, and her sword-energy went for the figure.
Ling Wuxia wasn’t slow either. Being near the door, she immediately rushed out.
Zhou Ruying jumped out of the window that was nearest to her.
In the blink of an eye, all three had arrived on the roof.
The figure successfully dodged Lu Mingshu’s attack but was blocked by the other two.
“Come, show Miss your face!” Zhou Ruying commanded him. “If you look handsome, Miss may spare your life!”
The other party stared at her angrily. A spark could be seen from his hand, which went after all of them.
He wanted to seize the chance to run away while they were distracted, but to his surprise, these three weren’t affected at all.
The guy snapped his fingers, and the flying needle went back to him.
Sadly, he had no chance to attack again.
Some white silk blocked his way, and two swords came from the side to stop him.
“Three Misses, please spare him!” At this moment, somebody shouted.
Under the moonlight, a young man in brocade clothing landed on the roof. He was good looking, but his baby face and the slender figure would make one describe him as a gorgeous young man rather than a handsome one. His manners were refined, which made him seem like a noble.
He smiled widely at the trio and bowed. “I’m Su Ze, nice to meet you, Misses.”
Seeing the trio staring at him cautiously, he laughed and bowed. “I’m sorry, my methods were rather rude. I only sent him here because I want to meet you, Misses. I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“He’s your person?” Lu Mingshu stared at him coldly.
“Yes.” Su Ze smiled thinly.
“Well, what do you want?”
“I want to invite you three for a talk.”
“What’s there to talk about? We don’t even know each other.”
“That’s exactly why we should.” Su Ze laughed and put on a stern face. “Misses, if it were someone else who knew about you three, they might not be so polite.”
The trio turned as white as a sheet of paper.
Know about us? What does he mean by that? Is he saying that…
“What’s wrong with us?” Zhou Ruying shot him a death glare. “Is being a resident of Volt Wing City something weird?”
“No, not at all.” The other party smiled. “But as swordsmanship cultivators, Misses are indeed daring to be strolling around on the streets.”