Chapter 80

Chapter 80: The Myriad Swords Sect – Blame Fell from the Sky

Lu Xing Yao couldn’t understand it.

How could he possibly still have feelings for Song Wan Ning?

His heart should hold only Chu Xue.

And yet, the moment he saw how cold and indifferent Song Wan Ning looked, a sour ache spread through his chest—sharp, humiliating, impossible to ignore.

His brows knitted. He quietly clenched his fists, knuckles whitening.

“All right,” Song Wan Ning said flatly, “are you two done yet?”

Lu Xing Yao and Gu Qing Yuan both paused.

Song Wan Ning stared at them like they were a pair of bickering children and rolled her eyes. “Anyone who didn’t know better would think you’re setting up a duel with your mouths!”

If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste so much breath?

Lu Xing Yao: “…”

He got scolded and felt wronged.

Gu Qing Yuan: “…”

Junior Sister Song really did care about him.

He shot Lu Xing Yao a smug glance.

Lu Xing Yao’s face darkened. “Fine. Then we’ll go spar right now! I want to see whether Fellow Daoist Gu’s strength is as tough as his talk!”

He turned to head for the sparring platform.

Gu Qing Yuan snorted coldly.

He wasn’t stupid.

“My injuries aren’t healed yet, so it’s not convenient to fight. Wait a few days. Then I’ll definitely show you!”

He looked fierce, as confident as he used to be.

It made Song Wan Ning’s lips curl.

These past years, Gu Qing Yuan had thrown himself into his disciple, getting hurt again and again and falling behind in cultivation. Did he really think he was still as strong as before?

She was already ready to watch the show.

Hmm. She should prepare some snacks.

In the end, Lu Xing Yao left for Guest-Welcoming Peak.

No matter what, he was still a male outsider. If he stayed overnight on Song Wan Ning’s peak, it would be bad for her reputation.

Once the two of them were gone, the air felt a lot better.

Song Wan Ning calmly withdrew her gaze and felt even more that men were trouble.

“Li Ruo,” she said, “there’s better entertainment coming in a few days. Let’s make something tasty these next few days.”

“Okay!” Li Ruo immediately nodded like a chick pecking rice.

She also really wanted to see Gu Qing Yuan get beaten up. Who told him to treat her master so badly?

When she grew up, she’d beat him up too.

…

Lu Xing Yao temporarily staying in the Heaven-Questioning Sect set the disciples talking nonstop.

“The Myriad Swords Sect is way too arrogant. They actually came right to our door. They’re stomping on the Heaven-Questioning Sect’s face!”

“Exactly. The Myriad Swords Sect is so arrogant. I could tell back during the Heavenly Prodigy Tournament!”

“Ugh, just mentioning the Heavenly Prodigy Tournament makes me mad. Ye Chu Xue and Bai Yang were both useless!”

“Grandmaster Gu won’t lose this time, right? If he loses too, it’ll be so embarrassing…”

“Hard to say. Lu Xing Yao is a famous sword expert. In the Myriad Swords Sect, he walks around like he owns the place.”

“Sigh, if only Grandmaster Song stepped in. She’s way stronger than Grandmaster Gu!”

Everyone started doubting Gu Qing Yuan’s fighting power. Last time, Song Wan Ning had taken him down easily, and his image had already crumbled in everyone’s hearts.

Besides the disciples worrying, even the Sect Master was so anxious he couldn’t eat or sleep.

He couldn’t swallow his anger. In a rage, he sent a message to the Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect, demanding to know why he was ruining the long-standing friendly relationship between the two sects.

After all, he usually got along well with that old bastard. Turning on him this fast was too much.

He had no idea that when the Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect received the message, he was just as confused.

?What do you mean the Myriad Swords Sect was underhanded? What did the Myriad Swords Sect do to you??

Right now, who knew how many forces were watching the Heaven-Questioning Sect, all wanting to grab a share of the pie.

With danger all around, it was normal for the Sect Master of the Heaven-Questioning Sect to feel worried, but he couldn’t just accuse people like that.

?Wasn’t it you who sent Lu Xing Yao to challenge Gu Qing Yuan? Your Myriad Swords Sect is trying to take advantage of the fire!?

The Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect: “????”

His head was full of question marks, and then his face fell.

Lu Xing Yao actually went to issue a challenge?

“Aiyo—!”

In a panic, he slapped his thigh. “What is that guy doing, jumping into this mess right now?”

“Doesn’t he know what time it is? If people see this, won’t they think I ordered it behind the scenes?”

The Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect was incredibly frustrated. Even though he did want to take the chance to bring down the Heaven-Questioning Sect, he couldn’t easily be the one to charge first and offend everyone.

One wrong step and he’d be used as someone else’s pawn.

“Oh, my ancestor. You really know how to pick your timing!”

But it was too late now. All he could do was explain, trying to prove this was all Lu Xing Yao’s idea.

Even he didn’t believe those words, let alone the Sect Master of the Heaven-Questioning Sect.

Reading the polite, two-faced reply, the Sect Master of the Heaven-Questioning Sect got so furious he smashed several cups in a row. “Outrageous. Outrageous!”

“You old bastard, just wait. Our Heaven-Questioning Sect will make you pay!”

He hurried to Gu Qing Yuan’s peak to fuss over him, wishing he could stuff every pill into his mouth and leave no hidden problems.

…

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Under the Sect Master’s supervision, Gu Qing Yuan finally cleared up his bruises and fully recovered.

These days, the Sect Master ran to him every day like an overbearing mother. Now, whenever Gu Qing Yuan saw him, his ears started hurting.

And now, before the spar even started, the Sect Master was nagging in his ear again.

Gu Qing Yuan forced down his impatience, lips pressed into a hard line.

For the sake of those pills, he didn’t pick a fight with the Sect Master and decided to endure a little longer.

He cut off the Sect Master’s endless chatter and said coldly, “Chu Xue should come out of the Eroding Wind Cave today. I’ll go pick her up first, then head to the sparring platform!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qing Yuan dashed off so fast the Sect Master couldn’t even grab him.

“He—he—”

The Sect Master almost fainted from anger.

Damn it!

Was Gu Qing Yuan sick in the head? At a crucial time like this, he was still going to pick up his disciple?

He really wanted to pry open Gu Qing Yuan’s skull and see what was inside!

But since it had come to this, the Sect Master could only swallow his anger and lead everyone to the sparring platform.

At last, the day of their match arrived. The sparring platform was packed, surrounded by disciples who came to watch. Everyone looked serious. Even though they weren’t the ones fighting, they all knew this bout was critical, and nothing could go wrong.

The Sect Master sat on the high dais with the elders, and the sight made him feel even more stifled.

The disciples were more nervous than Gu Qing Yuan.

Once everyone settled in, Song Wan Ning arrived at a leisurely pace with her people.

Lu Xing Yao walked at her side, eyes sharp. Sword intent flowed around him, keeping people away. Yet on the side closest to Song Wan Ning, there wasn’t the slightest trace of sword intent.

It looked strangely split.

Bai Yang and Li Ruo followed behind, with what felt like the Milky Way between them. Neither could stand the other.

These days, Bai Yang had been training hard.

He had thought it through. His master favoring Li Ruo was only temporary. When she spent resources and effort but got no return at all, she would regret it.

Then his master would realize that he was her most outstanding disciple!

But…

After coming out of seclusion, he ran into the famous Lu Xing Yao.

Fine. Next, he’d make sure to put that scumbag in his place.