Eternal Saber

Chapter 425 - 31: Eyes But No Sight!

Though Su Muzhe and Lin Mubai were both among the top ten on the Wind and Cloud Ranking, they actually hadn’t interacted much.

Peach Blossom Village was in Wu State, while the Lu Mountain Sword Sect where Lin Mubai resided was in Jiangzhou.

Seeing how scheming Lin Mubai was, Su Muzhe couldn’t help but feel some disdain for him.

Xiao Wuhen hadn’t planned on speaking.

At this moment, an idea struck him, and he said, "This matter is really not Brother Lin’s fault. Since Female Knight Ye and Marshal Xuan are here, let’s have the two seniors judge the situation. What’s right and wrong will have its own public verdict!"

Yan Shu, who had long held a low opinion of this person, felt even more disdain upon hearing this.

It was originally just a dispute and conflict among the younger generation.

If it really couldn’t be sorted out, then in the end, they could just duel it out and spar.

If one lost, one would have to admit defeat.

Running to the elders behind others’ backs to complain, like Xiao Wuhen, was most despicable.

Yan Shu chuckled softly and said, "Oh, I didn’t expect Brother Xiao to know this trick, running to complain behind people’s backs, admirable, admirable."

Xiao Wuhen blushed.

He also knew it was shameful to do this.

But the person before him was Marshal Xuan, who established the Northern Expedition Army.

Even if he had left the Northern Expedition Army, he still held massive prestige within the military.

Would that Deputy Song, no matter how capable, dare to be arrogant in front of Marshal Xuan?

Xiao Wuhen just wanted to use Marshal Xuan’s name to teach Song Wu a lesson!

Ye Xuan and his sister exchanged a glance.

At their age, with their broad experience, how could they be unaware of the small schemes among these young people?

The two remained unfazed, as Ye Taoyuan said, "There’s no harm in talking about it. As hosts, we can’t let a guest suffer grievances with nowhere to vent."

"Since there’s nothing else to do, Xiao Wuhen, why don’t you explain what exactly happened."

With Ye Taoyuan’s approval, Xiao Wuhen felt assured, casting a smug look at Yan Shu, before narrating the incident just as it happened.

Everyone had witnessed the event, so he didn’t dare to embellish it with lies.

However, during his description, he naturally portrayed himself and Lin Mubai as quite innocent.

After finishing, Xiao Wuhen said, "Deputy Song is so domineering, unreasonable. I can tolerate it, but he is a leader in the Northern Expedition Army. If this spreads, I’m afraid it might affect the reputation of the Northern Expedition Army."

As Xiao Wuhen spoke, Lin Mubai had been observing the expressions of Ye Xuan and his sister.

From start to finish, they showed no change, their expressions unreadable, revealing neither approval nor disapproval.

After Xiao Wuhen finished speaking, Ye Xuan said, "Did this matter start with Shen Zhiyuan’s half-written calligraphy piece?"

"Yes."

Xiao Wuhen originally planned to set up Song Wu, but with one sentence, Ye Xuan brought the issue back.

Ye Xuan said, "Bring that calligraphy piece over for me to see."

Xiao Wuhen quickly turned around, went to the desk, took the calligraphy piece, and handed it to Ye Xuan.

He pointed to the messy scribbles and incoherent symbols below, lamenting, "Marshal, look how beautifully Brother Shen’s half of the ’Riverside Preface’ was written, only for it to be ruined by that Chen Tang!"

"Hmm?"

Ye Xuan casually glanced at it, but his gaze suddenly fixed, and he uttered a light sound of surprise.

Ye Taoyuan, noticing Ye Xuan’s abnormal expression, moved closer to take a look, his face growing more astonished.

Ye Xuan looked at Xiao Wuhen and asked nonchalantly, "Do you think the words on the latter half ruined this calligraphy piece?"

"This..."

Xiao Wuhen heard the implication in Ye Xuan’s words, his eyes darting, stammering.

Yan Shu fanned the flames from the side, "What, now you don’t dare to admit it?"

Unable to bear the provocation, Xiao Wuhen swallowed hard, raised his head, and said, "I’m not wrong. Anyone with eyes can tell the latter half is nothing like writing, it’s worse than chicken scratch."

Ye Xuan looked at the others and asked, "Who else thinks this calligraphy piece was ruined by the words in the latter half?"

Everyone had seen it at the time and shared Xiao Wuhen’s thoughts.

However, sensing something off now, they chose to remain silent.

Ye Xuan’s gaze fell on Lin Mubai, "How about you?"

Lin Mubai forced a smile, "I didn’t see clearly, not sure, I hope Marshal will guide me."

Ignoring him, Ye Xuan turned to Xiao Wuhen, "Take another look at the words on the latter half."

"What’s there to see?"

Xiao Wuhen was perplexed.

Could staring at ugly writing make it look good?

He shook the calligraphy piece in his hands, focusing on the words on the latter half.

Initially, it seemed just overly messy and incoherent.

But after a few more glances, subtle changes emerged.

The strokes of these characters were unpredictable, like dragons and phoenixes dancing, with free and uninhibited brushstrokes, fluctuating continuously, almost frenziedly at the end, as if madly venting something.

Upon another look, his perception shifted again!

Each character resembled an iron cavalry on the battlefield, unstoppable, roaring imposingly!

In a daze, Xiao Wuhen felt as if he were on a battlefield full of corpses and blood, surrounded by warriors engaged in combat, and the air thick with blood.

Being only at the Inner Core Realm, immersed in the battlefield, surrounded by long spears and blades, facing the overwhelming torrent of iron cavalry, he felt utterly insignificant and fragile, ready to be torn apart at any moment!

Those in the courtyard watched Xiao Wuhen, their faces filled with curiosity and suspicion.

Holding the calligraphy piece, Xiao Wuhen was now drenched in sweat, trembling head to toe, his expression fearful, seemingly undergoing something inexplicable.

"Brother Xiao!"

Lin Mubai called out softly, trying to snap him back to reality.

Xiao Wuhen shuddered all over, suddenly awakening with a start.

He looked terrified, wanting to throw away the calligraphy piece in his hand.

But in panic, he took another glance.

The strokes on the calligraphy, like countless sharp blades, suddenly flew out from the piece, transforming into a storm of endless sharpness, almost tearing him to shreds!

If Shen Zhiyuan’s handwriting was penetration,

then the words on the latter half were like a flowing army of iron cavalry across battlefields, with the sword and blade shining vividly off the page!

Xiao Wuhen’s pupils contracted sharply, seeing nothing but blinding flashes of blades!

"Agh!"

Xiao Wuhen shuddered intensely, suddenly screaming painfully, clutching his eyes, in torment!

Witnessing this change, everyone was startled.

"Brother Xiao, what’s wrong?"

Lin Mubai quickly supported Xiao Wuhen, channeling a thread of Inner Qi, saying deeply, "Let me see."

As Xiao Wuhen’s hands slowly moved away, everyone couldn’t help but gasp in horror!

Xiao Wuhen’s eyes were tightly shut, with streaks of crimson blood slowly seeping from them, shocking all who saw!

The crowd wore expressions of shock, instinctively looking at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan remained unmoved, coldly saying, "You have eyes but fail to see!"

The crowd felt a tremble in their hearts.

Only now did they realize there was something profound about the calligraphy piece!

The phrase "you have eyes but fail to see" was not only addressing Xiao Wuhen but was also a jolt to everyone present!

Ye Taoyuan stepped forward, caught the calligraphy piece thrown by Xiao Wuhen, and asked Su Muzhe, "Did Zhiyuan take a good look at this calligraphy piece?"

"He...didn’t look carefully."

Su Muzhe hesitated briefly.

Ye Taoyuan seemed slightly displeased, "It would be understandable if others couldn’t see it, but Zhiyuan trains in Ink Rhythm Martial Arts at the Book and Sword Hall, how could he not see the profoundness in this portion of the writing?"

"You take this calligraphy piece to him, let him preserve it and meditate on it."

"Yes, Aunt Ye."

Su Muzhe quickly agreed.

He hadn’t wanted to deal with these people anyway, seizing this chance to leave.

Ye Xuan looked at the rest, calmly stating, "The first half of this calligraphy is quite ordinary, it’s the continuation in the latter half that elevated it to another level."

"Those who claim the piece was ruined, perhaps you all need a few more years of cultivation."

Lin Mubai and the others wore embarrassed expressions but none dared to counter.

After speaking, Ye Xuan no longer paid attention to the crowd and turned to leave.

As he was about to exit the courtyard, he paused slightly, turned, and asked, "Earlier you mentioned, the person who wrote this, what’s his name?"

Having witnessed these events, Mei Zhenyu was already emotionally tumultuous, quickly responding upon hearing this, "His name is Chen Tang!"

Ye Xuan nodded, turned, and departed.