Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1317 - 756: A Hundred Years for Your Ame-no-Murakumo! (Part 2)

It’s an immensely powerful deterrence in military and political terms!

"However, in a year’s time, I will return to the Central Plains to duel with you again, if that’s agreeable?"

This time, Abe Haruaki needed to seek a meeting with Sui Yi.

Issuing a challenge?

Someone who has already been defeated once does not have this right.

Miyamoto Musashi also looked towards Song Que: "Next year, I will come to compete with you again, Song Que."

Song Que glanced at him: "I don’t mind, I just hope you won’t progress too little."

Heh, still as domineering as ever.

But the focus is on Sui Yi.

Sui Yi looked at Abe Haruaki, frowning slightly: "Next year... I might not be around, but there will be someone in the Central Plains who can match you."

Oh?

Abe Haruaki raised an eyebrow, his gaze suddenly sweeping across the towers around Lingyun Pavilion...

Among them, the stunning mature woman drinking inside the window, and the dignified, beautiful woman in palace attire sitting in the opposite tower... Across from her was a gentlemanly, amiable man in a Taoist robe, seemingly neither old nor young, with still smooth skin and black at his temples. His figure flickered instantly to the rooftop, where he slightly stroked his beard towards Abe Haruaki and smiled: "The arrival of Dongying’s National Teacher to our Central Plains indeed brings light to our humble place. Today’s duel certainly owes no merit to the Central Plains..."

After all, Sui Yi had long mentioned he was not a Central Plains person.

"Thus, the one to openly fight you should naturally be someone from the Central Plains..."

Who is this person?

Who else could it be.

Ning Daoqi.

Sitting inside was Fan Qinghui.

And opposite... Zhu Yuyan.

Upon realizing this, every martial artist was abuzz, craning their necks to get a glimpse of the charm of these two masters from the strongest sects.

Yet, since both women were sitting inside, their faces were unseen, leaving only Shi Feixuan and Wanwan visible to scrutinize.

Judging from the small, these two looking like this, the elders surely can’t be much worse...

But even if they did see the two grand masters, few would dare take more than a glance...

"Ning Daoqi... The number one master in the Central Plains."

Abe Haruaki looked at Ning Daoqi, suddenly smiled slightly: "I see... As expected of the number one master, to have reached this realm... The fusion of Tao and martial arts, I may not be able to win even if I fight you."

Always so modest and composed, Ning Daoqi sighed slightly: "With your talent, you might reach new heights next year. As an old man, I truly need to strive harder... But it might not be me dueling you... After all, there are more than just one or two in my Central Plains who possess Sect Master level skills."

He’s clearly not referring to people like Sui Yi.

Then who?

Inside, Zhu Yuyan suddenly sneered: "Ning Daoqi, surely you aren’t pinning your hopes on him. Since when has Orthodox Sect been so magnanimous?"

He could only mean the Demon Sect’s Evil King, Shi Zhixuan.

Ning Daoqi remained calm: "Master Zhu, you jest. Orthodox or Demon Path, aren’t we all Central Plains people?"

Go to hell!

When there are none, you’d rather beat us from the Demon Path to death. When an external enemy comes, you’d drag us out as the vanguard?

"Bulldog, always so shameless, I won’t converse with you any longer... Anyway, I’ll come again next year to see how your Orthodox Sect deals with these foreign Tartars."

Everyone only saw that red shadow like a fluttering ribbon shoot out the window, land on the rooftop, and glance sideways, eyes sweeping over the Fan Qinghui inside.

"Old as you are, you still hide and scheme, though you do understand opportunism, knowing your disciple’s cultivation can never surpass mine, so you found her a good home and sheltered her well... Fan Qinghui, just for this, I applaud you!"

"Wanwan, let’s go."

Her gaze swept over Wanwan and the outside Shi Feixuan.

The voice was neither loud nor soft, cold to the bones, without a trace of Wanwan’s seductive cleverness, just one look disintegrated the bones.

And that cold charm and dominance, aged like Millennium Daughter Wine over the years, truly had all the men present somewhat losing control, even the women felt a sense of shame...

Of course, Shi Feixuan’s feeling was like this: (⊙ o ⊙)~~

What do you mean... found a good home... sold... being raised by someone...

Who’s the good home?

The good home, Sui Yi looked at the departing Zhu Yuyan, their gazes met, but there was no hostility in the other’s eyes, only a deep depth.

Also a hint of exploration.

"You’re not Bi Xiuxin... She was never as fierce as you."

"So she’s really dead."

"That’s truly a relief."

Alright then, blackening Bi Xiuxin one last time before leaving, maliciously just like Wanwan in every way.

And the good disciple Wanwan flicked her long hair, flew up, and smiled sweetly at Shi Feixuan: "Oh Susu~~ though you belong to others now, who knows whose you will be in the future~~"

Mmm, in front of so many people, Shi Feixuan absolutely had no way to retaliate like before—after all, the master was present.

Thus Wanwan was certain Shi Feixuan would be taken advantage of this time, and prepared to leave gracefully.

Since being "blackened" too many times, and having been blackened once more by the other’s master, if Sui Yi didn’t counter, it would betray the domineering nature that defeated Abe Haruaki before.

So, Sui Yi softly replied: "Born from the same roots, why be too hasty to fry each other?"

How literary, how profound.

Always walking the literary path...

She thought Wanwan and Shi Feixuan, as well as the two major forces, should coexist harmoniously, after all, the distant Lost Lands....

Natasha: "Born from the same roots, why bother to seduce each other so eagerly, it means all the sisters in the world are originally one family, and there’s no need to rush in flirting, fate dictates everything..... You Central Plains people are so coy, just say you want all of them, done with it~ Oh right, Wan Ge, in our place, teacher seems to mean husband, right?"

Wanwan: "Really! I knew it! Rascal!"

Shi Feixuan: "...."

Shong Xiufang: "...."

Shang Xiuxun: "....."

Shen Luoyan: "...."

The expressions on these girls’ faces were truly changes like storms, wailing like ghosts.... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)