Chaotic World Book-Chapter 1171 - 882: A Mature Alt Can Train Itself (Part 3)

You're actually practicing...

Look at the strict discipline, truly worthy of Yue Hongling's teaching, the fundamentals are solid, must have taken quite some punishment.

Ling Ruoyu performed a routine, blushing as she cautiously asked for guidance: "Please, Grandmaster, give me some pointers."

Zhao Changhe thought Ling Ruoyu was much more amusing than Xinghe was as a child. Look at her, clearly embarrassed but still obediently performing swordplay for her grandmaster, and then earnestly asking for guidance — how amusing...

"Didn't quite catch it, perform it again."

"Grandmaster, you..." Ling Ruoyu's face turned beet red, stamping her foot: "With your abilities, how could you not have seen clearly!"

"When you perform it again completely differently, then I will have seen clearly."

Ling Ruoyu was taken aback, but somewhat contemplative.

Yue Hongling's newly created sword skill couldn't possibly be a single set routine, but a sword intent. Grandmaster was hinting that if every performance was identical, then it was misunderstood.

The girl understood, performed it again, and sure enough, the moves differed completely from the last time, but the intent was similar.

"Yu'er has realized something..." The girl, with a slight sweat after practicing the swordsmanship, bowed excitedly and reverently: "Thank you, Grandmaster."

Zhao Changhe turned happily, commenting to his wives: "See how smart she is, she can teach herself."

The crowd, with no good humor, grabbed Zhao Changhe and tossed him into the Grand Canal.

I've seen bullies, but never one who bullies their own child.

Not that you can't tease her, but if you do it too much, what if she misses her mom...

The journey north was plain and unadorned. The family enjoyed watching the little disciple practice swordplay, and when there was nothing else, they would send the little disciple to other boats to run errands. Then, the new Emperor Ye would discuss doctrines with the two Four Symbols Venerables in the cabin, or King Zhao would discuss the country with the State's Spirit and the head of the Demon Suppression Department. The harmonious journey lasted three days, and they had reached the capital.

Ling Ruoyu, carrying Xinghe, looked up at the towering city gate with a bit of nostalgia in her eyes.

It was her second time coming to the capital.

Last time she came to the capital, she did something like what her owner, her father, and grandmaster did back then — showing off, drinking, and challenging young talents of the capital at a tavern. That battle was much harder than Zhao Changhe's at the time; back then, the capital was at the end of a dynasty, mostly filled with useless scoundrels, far inferior to today's thriving gathering. Nowadays, numerous young talents gather in the capital for study; it was truly a convergence of stormy winds and clouds. Her number one position among Hidden Dragons was earned then.

Thinking about it now, whether or not the title of number one Hidden Dragon was exaggerated by the Heavenly Book Mom, many things she did unconsciously mimicked the legendary King Zhao, and Xinghe's unconsciousness sought traces of the owner.

Although what she did was heroic and straightforward, the consequences were quite serious... When Zhao Changhe did something similar, he fled in haste the next day. Otherwise, he couldn't withstand people seeking revenge. Ling Ruoyu did the same, swaggering and then fleeing, leaving in a hurry so that she didn't even get to tour the capital properly.

This time entering the city, who knows if there would be enemies...

Sure enough, they hadn't even entered the city gate when someone pointed a sword at her: "Ling Ruoyu?"

Ling Ruoyu turned her head: "Who are you?"

Most of my enemies are young Hidden Dragons, but you, sir, with your beard... Whose dad is here for revenge?

Well, I have a dad too.

Sure enough, the visitor coldly said: "Human List Twenty, Huang Youde. Two months ago, my son, Huang Zhang, was defeated by you at Songfeng Pavilion. I didn't expect that in just two months, you've reached the Human List. How about I ask you for some pointers?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Ling Ruoyu instinctively turned to look for her dad, only to see Zhao Changhe hiding in the crowd winking, showing not even a bit of intention to stand up for his child. The aunties were also absent, and Cui Yuanyang had early on escorted prisoners ashore to work, while the others were nowhere to be seen.

Ling Ruoyu held back the urge to retort against her dad, her eyes spun, then she showed a naive smile: "Do you know who my dad is?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Huang Youde was taken aback: "No, I don't."

Most people don't even know that Ling Ruoyu's master is Yue Hongling. If they did, those daring to cause trouble would instantly drop by ninety percent, leaving no value in experience.

"Good that you don't know." Ling Ruoyu grinned, her smile incredibly similar to when Zhao Changhe teased her: "Two months ago was just a test for Hidden Dragons, and now that the opportunity presents itself, how about..."

Huang Youde sternly asked: "How about what?"

Ling Ruoyu drew her sword, pointing directly at the city gate plaque: "I say, the Human List of the Capital is undeserved, any objections, come fight."

"Pfft..." Zhao Changhe nearly choked on his own saliva.

Everyone preparing to enter the city was dumbstruck. Young lady, do you know how many official figures are on the Human List of the Capital? Not to mention, do you want to get overwhelmed by the Demon Suppression Department?

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, before erupting: "What an arrogant girl, do you really think the capital has no one?"

"Quick, inform the city!"

"No need to inform, that voice just now probably reached half the capital... Human List Eighteen is indeed Human List Eighteen, her Inner Strength is unmatched by ordinary people."

"Here they come, lots of strong ones are heading this way."

"The young lady really doesn't value her life, how many people is she going to offend! Is her dad King Zhao, to be so bold!"

"Head of the Demon Suppression Department, Cui, is here... He won't side with outsiders, right?"

"Don't know, but since the Demon Suppression Department is involved, they probably won't let people use numbers to win, a fair judgement perhaps?"

Amidst the commotion, a cry came from afar: "His Majesty is here!"

Alright, the Emperor has been alerted, no need for the Demon Suppression Department to ensure fairness.

Ling Ruoyu looked up, seeing Xia Chichi in a white robe on top of the city gate, touching her belly, looking down at herself.

That gaze was hard to decipher, and the action of touching the belly was even harder to understand.