Chapter 117 - Chapter 117: Chapter 117 A Sword Crosses the River (1 update)

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 A Sword Crosses the River (1 update)

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On the tenth of April, today the joyous deities are located to the north and the wealth deities to the southeast, suitable for rituals, baths, funerals, and interment, but it is advised against praying for blessings or holding weddings.

Before leaving home, Mr. Xie took a deliberate glance at the almanac.

Today was the day rumored about, and Mr. Xie had closed his restaurant yesterday, then took a bath and got a haircut. After grooming himself, he spent the entire night sharpening knives in the kitchen.

He was quite aware that his abilities might not be of any help at all.

But after all, he was a man.

He could at least be clear about his debts of gratitude and enmity.

Since Xue An had shown kindness to him and to Jingjing, what harm was there in risking his life to repay that debt?

Auntie Pang, on the other hand, knelt solemnly in front of the Bodhisattva statue before leaving, murmuring to herself.

Normally, Xie Jingjing would have scoffed in secret.

But today, she too knelt down earnestly beside her, palms pressed together, silently praying in her heart.

Praying to all the Heavenly Divines above to bless my Xiao An, to keep him safe and unharmed.

After getting ready, the whole family locked up and then headed towards the banks of Qingfeng River.

The Qingfeng River is located to the southwest of Beijiang.

It’s about seventy to eighty li away.

Mr. Xie planned to take a taxi there, but upon going outside, he found the streets eerily quiet, with much fewer pedestrians.

When he finally found a taxi after much difficulty, the fare was three times the usual rate.

But Mr. Xie didn’t care about that now.

The taxi driver was very talkative, and while driving, he asked, “Are you heading to Qingfeng River to watch the excitement? Haha, you’re a bit late.”

After getting out of the taxi, Mr. Xie and his companions understood what the driver meant.

The usually desolate banks of the Qingfeng River were now teeming with people.

An endless crowd had packed the place so tightly that no one could get through.

Of course, there was a large empty area around the small hill in the core region.

But it was several li away, and they couldn’t push through the crowd.

Mr. Xie was anxious.

What if they couldn’t make it through?

Just as they were getting restless, there was a stir at the back of the crowd, and then about a dozen cars slowly drove up.

The crowd parted to make way, and after the dozen cars drove in, they began discussing animatedly.

“It’s the Qin Family’s cars! The Qin Family has arrived!”

“Yeah, I also saw the young miss of the Qin Family sitting in one of those cars behind.”

“Now it’s going to be lively!”

Xie Jingjing craned her neck to look and noticed that, among the people getting off these cars, there was no sign of Xue An, and she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She didn’t want Xue An to come.

Several more luxury cars drove past, this time carrying other wealthy families from Beijiang.

In no time at all, the banks of the Qingfeng River had gathered almost all the noble families and wealthy clans from Beijiang.

This naturally included Wu Weidong.

He was full of smug satisfaction as he watched the Qin Family from a distance.

Especially when he saw the solemn expressions on the faces of Qin Yu and others, he could not help but sneer coldly in his heart.

A large part of the Qin Family’s current illustrious status was due to Xue An.

If Xue An were to lose today,

then the Qin Family’s power would surely wane.

And then… whether Beijiang would still carry the name Qin was yet to be seen.

As he was pondering,

a huge exclamation suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Wu Weidong quickly looked up.

He saw a young man standing with his hands behind his back, flying rapidly towards them from afar over the river’s surface.

That’s right, flying.

This sight naturally shocked the common folk who hadn’t seen much of the world.

Tan Dong and others, however, had very grave expressions on their faces.

In a short time, the young man arrived at the site.

Only then did people clearly see that beneath his feet was actually a sword.

Sword Control flight?

Could it be a Sword Immortal?

Many villagers stirred, thinking they had encountered a genuine Sword Immortal today.

However, Tan Dong and Tan Xiaoyu exchanged glances, witnessing the shock in each other’s eyes.

This was no Sword Immortal, but it was still quite terrifying.

It was said that when Bodhidharma crossed eastwards, he crossed a river on a reed.

What Yu Yang, the son of the Yu Family, was using now was clearly the same type of Divine Skills.

Yu Yang had an expressionless face, with both hands clasped behind his back, crossing the Qingfeng River on his sword.

He didn’t seem to take anyone else into consideration.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, “I am Yu Yang from the Yu Family here to execute the Sword Demonstration, where is Xue An?”

His voice was not loud, but it traveled far.

Nobody made a sound.

After a moment, whispers began below.

“Could this Xue An be too scared to come?”

“I guess so, the other party is from the Yu Family! Even a fool wouldn’t come!”

“Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect the unbeatable Mr. Xue to have run away!”

In the midst of these discussions, many looked at the Qin Family with disdain.

Qin Yu’s face was incredibly solemn.

She felt an immense pressure weighing on her.

At this point, Yu Yang slightly frowned, then surveyed everyone present.

“Xue An… where is he?”

Still no reply.

Yu Yang tapped his foot on the ground and flew up to a small mound before slowly saying, “I have come with my sword today to meet Xue An. Now, I will wait for him for the duration of an incense stick. If he doesn’t show up by then, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Having said that, Yu Yang sat down cross-legged, placing the long sword across his knees, and then lit a stick of incense, inserting it in front of him.

Many people below were buzzing with conversation.

At this moment, Wu Weidong couldn’t help but sneer, “Heh heh, they say this Mr. Xue’s Cultivation Level is divine, turns out he’s just a bully who fears the truly tough, scared off by the Yu Family, isn’t he?”

At this time, Xie Jingjing and others had squeezed inside and heard Wu Weidong’s words. She couldn’t help but angrily retort.

“Shut your mouth! What right do you have to talk about Brother Xiao An?”

“Brother Xiao An? What a joke, who are you to scold me?” Wu Weidong, seeing that it was just an ordinary girl, couldn’t contain his rage.

At this moment, his plump wife’s eyes lit up, and she sneered, “So it’s you! You little hussy, causing my son’s death for you, and now worried that murderer Xue An will be at a disadvantage? I tell you, both you and your Xue An are not going to have a good day today!”

The woman spoke with a venomous tone.

Only then did Wu Weidong realize that this girl was Xie Jingjing, the one who had caused his son’s death, and his face was filled with resentment as well.

The couple’s words drew the attention of the surrounding people.

Xie Jingjing clenched her teeth and, undaunted, lifted her head to face the woman with a face full of bulging flesh.

“Stop spouting nonsense. I caused your son’s death? If Brother Xiao An hadn’t arrived in time that day, your son would have nearly killed me, and now you dare to spew lies?”

The plump woman never thought Xie Jingjing would dare to talk back. She was initially stunned, then her face turned livid with rage as she charged over.

“You little hussy, I’ll teach you a lesson right now!”

She reached out to grab Xie Jingjing’s hair.

Xie Jingjing, only a high school girl, had never encountered such a situation and was momentarily stunned.

Her mother, Auntie Pang, arrived just in time and, seeing someone trying to hit her daughter, was instantly furious. Seizing the moment, she delivered a slap right across Wu Zefeng’s mother’s face.

Auntie Pang, who usually busied herself around the restaurant hefting gas cylinders, had significant strength in her hands. The slap left Wu Zefeng’s mother seeing stars, and it took her a good while to recover.

Wu Weidong, seeing his wife struck, could not just stand by. As he was about to move in, Old Xie’s eyes turned red with fury.

He had just heard the exchange, realizing these were the relatives of the brat who’d nearly cost his daughter her innocence that day.

He hadn’t even settled accounts with them yet, and here they were, playing the victim first.

With a hot head, Old Xie reached out, grabbed the kitchen knife he’d been sharpening all night from behind his back—the blade gleaming—and shouted.

“I’d like to see who dares to come over!”

Upon seeing the knife, Wu Weidong and his wife’s courage faltered first; they stepped back and muttered, “Just wait, you’re relying on Xue An, right? Let’s see what you’ll do after Xue An is defeated today!”