Chapter 230 Meeting on a Narrow Path

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On a mountain path, a page boy with a sword on his back was walking slowly as he led a maroon horse with one hand. Riding on the horse was a young man carrying a bookcase on his back. He held a book in one hand and a stalk of foxtail in his left hand, using it to scratch his head in a leisurely manner.

"Young master, where shall we go next on our trip?" the page boy asked.

"The four great cities under Heaven are Heavenly Revelations in the north, Snow Moon in the south, Admirable Desolation in the west, Unrivaled in the east. We shall visit Heavenly Revelations City last and we’ve already been to Snow Moon City. Admirable Desolation City is too scary, so let’s go to Unrivaled City," the scholar said.

"I’ve heard that Unrivaled City does not welcome ordinary people. What are we going there for?" The page boy was puzzled.

"Stupid. If they don’t let us in, then we won’t go? We gatecrash. If gatecrashing doesn’t work, we’ll sneak in. I heard that a young citymaster just took over, and rumours are he’s younger than me and also an expert who uses swords. I want to see how powerful he really is," the scholar said.

The page boy nodded. "Okay, let's go to Unrivaled City. But, young master, you better practice your sword diligently in the meantime."

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"Hold on." The scholar suddenly put away the book in his hand. The stalk of foxtail he was waving around earlier was only left with a bare stem.

A gust of wind blew past and broke the stalk of foxtail.

What powerful wind energy!

There was a sword aura in the wind energy!

The scholar straightened up, put away his laziness and warned grimly, "Fei Xuan, be careful!"

These two were naturally Li Fansong and Fei Xuan, who came down from Qingcheng Mountain on their master’s orders to travel the world. They had wandered around various places earlier, but they kept feeling like they were wasting their time and so, made up their minds to visit Unrivaled City. But they’d only just made the decision to end their unremarkable wandering journey, when some distinguished guests were about to arrive.

Fei Xuan nodded. "Such a powerful sword aura."

"Drunken Song!" Li Fansong whispered, and a peach wood sword flew out of his bookcase. He held it in his hand and surveyed his surroundings. He had never encountered such a sword aura before. The person was clearly nowhere to be seen but the sword aura had already arrived, and on top of that, the sword aura was clearly not directed at him.

Even the leaves that were slowly falling from the trees were sliced into halves, and all the weeds within a thirty zhang radius were flattened one foot into the ground!

"Such a powerful sword aura." Fei Xuan swallowed his saliva. "I’ve only ever seen such a powerful sword aura from one person."

"Shifu," Li Fansong concluded slowly. A sword aura of this calibre was indeed in the realm of a sword immortal!

"They’re here." Fei Xuan flicked his sleeves sharply, and his Great Dragon and Elephant Strength surged forth.

A woman in white with purple hair appeared suddenly in front of them. She was beautiful and enchanting, but her lips had a faint tinge of purple and her pupils were as red as fire. Her purple hair flailed wildly in the wind, giving her an indescribably alluring and demonic charm.

"So beautiful," Li Fansong praised.

"Little shishu! Stop looking at the person!" Fei Xuan said anxiously. "Look at her sword!"

Li Fansong hurriedly redirected his attention, and realised that the woman held a handsome long sword in her right hand that was engulfed with a layer of frost, and in her left hand, she held a peach wood sword that glowed with a red light.

"The Armoured Glacier sword! And the Peach Blossom sword!" Li Fansong exclaimed. "Who are you!"

The woman glanced at Li Fansong, her eyes flashing with purple light. Suddenly, she raised her swords, and a wave of frost aura mixed with a ray of warm light slammed towards the two of them.

"Shixiong." Fei Xuan leaped upwards and landed behind Li Fansong. He slapped his hands on Li Fansong’s back and immediately pressed that Great Dragon and Elephant Strength into his body. Li Fansong lifted his Drunken Song sword and swung it forward. The two of them joined forces using all of their energy to make a powerful sword move. However, it was still insufficient to block a casual wave of the woman’s swords. The two of them flew backwards several paces from the impact.

"This sword aura." The woman suddenly withdrew her swords and murmured, "It’s very familiar."

Li Fansong and Fei Xuan exchanged a look. The blood in their chests were surging and they were finding it very difficult to speak. But, they saw the anxiety in each other's eyes. Based on their current abilities, they were no match for this woman at all.

"Yuzhen." The purple light in the woman's eyes became more and more contained, but right at that moment, someone shouted from behind, "Hanyi!" That voice was charged with internal strength and it shook the entire forest with its vibrations. Another top-ranked expert!

The woman turned her head and suddenly jumped forward, passing through the forest and disappearing in the blink of an eye. Then, a middle-aged man dressed in gray arrived. He was plain-looking, but there was a clear power between his brows. Presumably, he was the person who shouted earlier.

"That sword!" Fei Xuan said in surprise.

The man in gray was holding a red-coloured long sword in his hand, and on the hilt was the head of a fire-breathing dragon. It was clearly the sword that Li Fansong and Fei Xuan saw in Snow Moon City——

"The Murderous Dread sword!"

The man in grey heard their voices and gave them a look, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he turned and chased in the same direction the woman fled earlier.

"Little shishu, who was that? Why was he holding Lei Wujie's Murderous Dread sword?" Fei Xuan asked in confusion.

Li Fansong thought for a while, and replied, "That must have been the original master of the Murderous Dread sword, Lei Hong, one of the Lei Clan twins back then. He should be Lei Wujie’s shifu in the Lei Clan."

"Then, who was the woman just now?" Fei Xuan frowned.

"That man called her Hanyi," Li Fansong murmured. "That sword was clearly the Armoured Glacier sword, but we also met the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi before. That day, her face was covered with a veil, but I never thought that she was actually a woman!"

"And the sword she was holding in her left hand was clearly shifu’s Peach Blossom sword. How did the peach wood sword end up in her hands? Could it be that the day shifu went down the mountain was because of Li Hanyi?" Fei Xuan suddenly realized.

"Go after them!" Li Fansong turned around and said anxiously, "We must clarify this matter!"

"These two friends." An elegant voice suddenly sounded. Li Fansong and Fei Xuan whirled around and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a bookcase on his back. He’d appeared out of nowhere. With Li Fansong’s and Fei Xuan’s skills, they were completely unaware of when and how he appeared.

"Who!" Li Fansong was startled and he thrusted his sword fiercely.

"It's impolite to swing a sword at someone without clarifying the rights and wrongs of the matter." The middle-aged Confucian smiled slightly and took a step forward. With a slight turn of his hand, he’d snatched the Drunken Song sword into his hand.

"Shidi!" Li Fansong was still flustered and he yelled out as he leaped into the air.

"Shixiong, take the sword!" Fei Xuan waved his hand, and the long sword on his back soared into the sky. The sword glowed with a warm ray of rosy light as it dropped into Li Fansong's hand. Li Fansong held this sword, his power several times higher than before. He smiled faintly and slashed his sword at the middle-aged Confucian!

The middle-aged Confucian nodded. "Azure Empyrean sword, ranked sixth among the famous swords under Heaven. It’s a fine sword. The Boundless Swordplay is an even finer swordplay. Such a pity." The Confucian gently turned his right hand and swung forward with the Drunken Song sword. His voice remained elegant without the slightest hint of anger. "Didn't I just say? It's impolite to swing your sword at someone without clarifying the rights and wrongs of the matter.”