Returnee in Jianghu - C11

At the north side of Waterfront City, there was an extremely large courtyard. Several figures as fast as the wind charged out of the courtyard.

“Are you sure that person is the descendant of the Si Clan?” Qi Tong looked at Zhuang Tu and asked. Zhuang Tu’s dark face was full of seriousness. He nodded at Qi Tong and said, “An Earth rank master is not someone we can deal with.”

Zhuang Tu knew very well how terrifying an Earth rank master was. Thus, his words seemed to point out the meaning of ‘all this’.

The two of them looked at each other and made up their minds.

“The distance between Thirteen Mountains and Riverside City is only about three miles. We just need to try our best to stall for time, and wait for the mountain master to arrive before we do anything else.” While they were talking, the two of them had moved. With a tap of their feet on the ground, they leapt up to the rooftops on both sides of the street like flying birds. Their figures quickly approached Warm Spring Lane.

At the same time, on the thirteenth mountain outside the city, a figure soared into the sky. On the mountain, a few people tapped on the treetops to make it out of the thirteenth mountain. Soon after, beams of light lit up the area around Thirteen Mountain as figures traversed through the streets of Thirteen Mountain.

On the waterway on the side of Warm Spring Lane, the boat was already at the shore. The boat owner quickly tied up the rope and looked at the white-robed youth. Seeing that he didn’t seem to care much about him, he quickly rushed to the shore and disappeared around the corner. Soon after, the white-robed young man glanced at Jiang Youyu, who was standing on the shore with a strange expression, and frowned, as if he did not understand why Jiang Youyu was looking at him. However, it was none of his business, and the young man retracted his gaze.

The broadsword also slowly moved away from Zhuang Jingming’s neck. His eyes were deep as he looked in the direction of the thirteen mountains.

Zhuang Jingming looked at the stern expression on the white-robed youth’s face. He did not say anything for a few times, but only smiled apologetically at Yin Shi beside him. Yin Shishi pushed away her hanging hair and shook her head at Zhuang Jingming, while her gaze was faintly discernible as it swept towards Jiang You Yu who was on the shore.

Jiang Youyu looked at Icemountain Man, who was holding a sword. He wore a white robe and held a sword in his hand. One by one, the ladies of Red House and Chu Hall seemed to have noticed the scene over here. From time to time, they could hear a few “wow” sounds. He looked at Zhuang Jingming who remained silent. His face was extremely unsightly; he had originally been inviting his beloved girl to admire the scenery of the moon. He hadn’t thought that this would happen. What other expressions could there be on his face? That was weird.

Jiang Youyu thought to himself that this Zhuang Jingming deserved it. He knew more than himself how to flirt, and he was even more indifferent to his own words. You see, this is the retribution for coming.

However, he still had important matters to attend to. After which, Jiang Youyu looked towards Yin Shi Shi.

Yin Shi Shi was also sizing up Jiang You and Yu Di. Coincidentally, Jiang You and Yu Shi were also looking at Yin Shi Shi. It seemed that Jiang Youzi did not expect Yin Shi Shi to look at him. Then, his eyebrows twitched a few times as a sly smile appeared on his face. It seemed that he had dirtied Yin Shi Shi’s eyes.

“Miss Shi Shi, hello.” Jiang You Yu revealed an expression of familiarity and then wandered around Yin Shi Shi’s body.

Yin Shi Shi looked at the swordsman standing at the side and saw that he was only glaring at Jiang Youyu. Thus, with a strange expression, Yin Shi Shi looked at Jiang Youyu and asked, “Do we know each other?”

Even though she already had an answer in her heart, Yin Shi Shi still wanted to confirm it.

“Uh, I probably don’t know this one.” After Jiang Youyu finished speaking, he looked at the frown on Yin Shishi’s forehead. He thought that Yin Shishi did not like him disturbing her, “Even though we don’t know each other, I have a brother who knows Miss Shishi.”

After Jiang Youyu said this, Yin Shi Shi gave him a weird look, “Brother?”

“Right, my brother’s surname is Zhao, and his name is Zi Ru. Miss Yin Yin should have an impression of him, right?” Looking at Yin Shi Shi’s confused expression, Jiang Youyu quickly brought Zhao Ziru out. “That Brother Zhao of mine is really close to Miss Shishi. He said that he still hasn’t forgotten Miss Shishi ever since the departure of the sun.”

After Jiang Youyu had finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little thirsty. She was afraid that the few shouts she had made just now had been too hasty. She then glanced at the teacups on the table. Following which, he stepped onto the boat, picked up the teacup in front of Yin Shi Shi and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, under the murderous gaze of the people on the boat, she let out an extremely embarrassed laugh.

“When I think about it, Miss Shishi and my brother have such a deep relationship. Anyway, they are family, and it just so happens that she wasn’t polite when she shouted that she was thirsty.” Jiang Youyu explained, feeling that this reason should be sufficient.

“You … You … you actually used Miss Shi Shi’s cup? ” Yin Shi Shi was looking coldly at Jiang Youyu. Just as she was about to speak up, Zhuang Jingming, who had been holding back his silence, interrupted her.

Jiang Youyu looked at the cup of tea he drank and saw that it was indeed placed in front of Yin Shi Shi’s body. He then looked at the disbelieving Zhuang Jingming and replied, “This should be the case.”

Zhuang Jingming raised his arm and pointed at Jiang You Yu, his face filled with grief and indignation. His eyes seemed to be spitting fire as he looked at Jiang You Yu, “How can you use Miss Shi Shi’s cup? “Huh?”

Seeing that Zhuang Jingming was on the verge of going crazy, Jiang Youyu quickly hid behind Icemountain Man, looking at him and said, “Hey, bro. Isn’t it just using a cup? You can’t get pregnant with a glass. Furthermore, Brother Zhao and I have a close relationship, so there’s no need to talk about Brother Zhao and Miss Shishi’s relationship. Jiang Youyu was kind enough to give Zhuang Jingming a shot in the head. It was impossible for him to get pregnant after using the cup. Seeing that Zhuang Jingming was still as furious as ever, he quickly revealed his identity.

Zhuang Jingming threw a punch towards Jiang Youyu, but the sword in the iceberg man’s hand was clearly faster than Zhuang Jingming’s.

Finally, the ice-cold killing intent on the blade of the sword cleared Zhuang Jingming’s mind in an instant. However, that gaze continued to stare fixedly at Jiang Youyu, as if he wanted to use his gaze to kill him.

Of course, Jiang Youyu, who was hiding behind the iceberg man, was also being stared at by the iceberg man, which allowed her to slightly distance herself from him.

“I don’t know you, Brother Zhao, but it’s possible that Young Master has mistaken him for someone else.” Yin Shishi glanced at Jiang Youyu with a complicated expression before speaking up.

“Eh, that’s not possible. That Brother Zhao told me personally about the touching relationship between him and Lady Shi Shi in the Grand Sun Country. Right, right, Miss Shi Shi must have remembered this token, right? ” Jiang Youyu quickly took out the jade hairpin and handed it over to Yin Shi.

Yin Shi Shi stared at the jade hairpin for a while before slowly shaking her head, “This jade hairpin isn’t mine. If I remember correctly, it should belong to a girl who is closer to me in Jinjiang.”

Jiang You Yu was dumbfounded. Some of his brains weren’t enough. What was going on with his brain?

While River Fish’s mind was in a mess, two figures that were running on the roof leapt off the high roof. They lightly tapped on the eaves in midair to borrow some strength, then landed on the ground and looked at the shore.

“Sixue Yi, if you dare to harm the young master of my Thirteen Mountain, my Thirteen Mountain’s Poverty-stricken Ning realm will definitely kill you.” As he spoke, all the deacons of the Thirteen Mountains of Lengshui City gathered together. Their inner strength surged and a faint layer of true energy left their bodies.

“Sixue Yi, we can discuss anything. Our mountain lord will be arriving soon. If you harm our young master, then there will be no room for reconciliation.” Zhuang Tu’s face was also dark as he tried his best to show his goodwill while looking at Si Xue Yi with a smile.

The sword holding youth, Si Xue Yi, didn’t pay any attention to these two. His eyes were closed as he stood on the boat. This made Qi Tong and Zhuang Tu a bit embarrassed. This was simply not giving them any face, so at least they agreed.

“Pity that brother of mine, what are you asking about in this world? It’s a matter of life and death.” Jiang You’s face was turned towards the bright moon, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to carry an unending feeling of camaraderie. His hands were placed behind his back, and at that moment, the image of Jiang You Yu suddenly gave off a completely different feeling.

Old Gu covered his face with his hands on the shore. How many times had his young master said this? Old Gu thought for a moment. He probably couldn’t remember. If Jiang Youyu had known what Old Gu was thinking, he would have definitely felt wronged. However, he had not put his heart into it in the first place. He only remembered two sentences like these.

In the entire arena, other than Old Gu, the rest all looked at Jiang Youyu with some surprise. It was hard for people to accept words like these coming out of Jiang You Yu’s mouth. Even Si Xueyi, who had her eyes closed, was looking at Jiang Youyu with a weird expression.

Jiang You Yu shook his sleeves flirtatiously, and before he could continue with his performance, a white True Divine Spear came piercing down from the sky at the small boat.

Sixue Yi let out a cold snort. The sword in her hand instantly surged with a blue sword aura. The sword aura left her sword and collided with the long spear. After that, the body of the spear trembled and was knocked back into the air by the sword aura. A human figure appeared on the rooftop at the end of his sight, his figure tapped on the rooftop, with one hand holding the flying spear, the True Divine Spirit on his body shook, and his body fell to the ground.

“Never would I have imagined that the Si Clan had actually managed to escape from a villain like you, someone who had just entered Earth Grade. Is this what you relied on?” A baleful look was etched on Zhuang Xiuwei’s face as he glanced at the uninjured Zhuang Jingming. His expression relaxed slightly.

“Killing you is enough.” The sword wielding youth, Si Xue Yi, indifferently looked at Zhuang Xian who was standing on the shore. His originally ice-cold face now had a bone-deep killing intent.

He still remembered that more than ten years ago, the Si family that was supposed to be the Prominent Class in River County was annihilated in one night. Countless flames soared into the night sky and after Si Xueyi woke up, all that entered his eyes was the charred scene. Then, he left Lishui and Qingzhou. It was unknown how much suffering he had to endure before he could enter the sword sect. Then, he used his life to cultivate his sword and finally stepped into the Earth rank.

And after he stepped into Earth Grade, the first thing he did was to leave the Sword School and return to the Azure Province.

“You are truly confident that ten years ago, I would be able to wipe out your entire Si Clan, and today, I will also be able to kill you, a survivor of the Si Clan.” While he was speaking, Zhuang Xianwei attacked again. The True Divine Art on his body lifted up his robe, the tip of his feet touched the ground as he leapt more than a hundred feet forward. The long spear in his hand was like a shadow as it pierced towards SiXue Yi.

The tip of the spear in Zhuang Xianwei’s hand seemed to have solidified, and even that pale white astral energy seemed to pierce through the air as it let out an ear-piercing buzzing sound.

Si Xue Yi’s sword was very stunning. That sword light was like a shadow as it turned into a half-circle sword aura and swept towards Zhuang Xianwei’s long spear.

“Rise!”

Following her shout, the half-moon sword aura instantly turned into a dozen or so waves, as if it was a superimposed wave of water. The waves covered the waves as they pressed towards the long spear.

The tip of the spear collided with the sword. Everyone felt as if the boat sank. Then, with a loud humming sound, countless waves surged toward the two sides of the river.

Jiang You Yu let out a strange cry and quickly put away his look of sighing and lamenting about the secular world. He then ran towards the shore.

SiXue Yi also stepped on the ground. That figure moved, his True Divine Spirit dragged his feet, directly stepping into the water channel. The sword aura on the sword was still condensed, and the Astral Energy on Zhuang Xianqi’s spear was also slowly flowing.

“Humph, that is pretty good. However, if it is only this way, you should forget about leaving Lin Dong City tonight.” As Zhuang Xiuqi’s words fell, the imposing aura emanating from his body solidified onto the spear. He glanced at Si Xue Yi who was standing on the surface of the water, and the long spear in his hand shot out once again.

Si Xue Yi’s sword moved, a condensed sword light suddenly shot through the spear, the True Divine Spirit in her hand surged, and grabbed the spear that was covered with True Divine Spirit Qi, following that, with a low shout, the spear was directly grabbed by Si Xue Yi, and swept towards Zhuang Xian.

Zhuang Xian’s face suddenly turned ugly. He did not expect that Si Xueyi’s palm techniques were not weaker than his sword techniques. He knew very well that the spear he had thrown had already been spinning. If he wanted to use his hands to block it, then it would be difficult for him to do so.

The only explanation for this was that this Si Xueyi had practiced palm techniques before.

“Tsk tsk, this sword, not bad, not bad. “Wow, this shot, sigh, it’s okay.” On the river, Zhuang Xianwei and Sixue Yi’s bodies were crossing each other. The tip of the sword had collided with the spear hundreds of times. The boat that had been parked on the shore was now only left with the small roof.

While Jiang Youyu was watching the battle between the experts on the surface of the water, Zhuang Jingming, who had landed on the shore, stared coldly at Jiang Youyu, who seemed to have never seen the world before.