Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 111 - 110: Future Prospects

"A true man! Born between heaven and earth! Longing to wield a three-foot sword! Achieve unparalleled feats!"

Huan Tianyuan, wearing only shorts, sat by the Zhang River, under a willow tree, raising a wine jar and drinking heartily, the wine splashing over his face and all over his body.

"Yes! Unparalleled feats!"

Tie Dan also wore only shorts, cheerfully opening a wine jar. Whenever Huan Tianyuan took a sip, so did he.

When they went out, they casually robbed the gifts brought by those elderly venerables, knocking out the ox pulling the cart with a punch, and dragged away the whole cart of Liuling Booze for a satisfying drink.

By now, it was dark, and Ye Capital City was still in chaos. But amidst the chaos and uproar, it was better than dead silence. People scrambled out from every corner of the city like ants, putting out fires, distributing meat, cleaning up the aftermath, and rebuilding homes destroyed by the Demon Flood Dragon.

They didn’t need officials pointing fingers; in fact, the absence of those useless bureaucrats was already a great help. Neighbors spontaneously organized to clean up, gathering and burying the scattered charred bodies and pieces of flesh from the streets. After all, Ye Capital City was built brick by brick by the Genzhou people, and naturally, they had to clean it up themselves, brick by brick.

Meanwhile, the Gate Valve Families weren’t idle either. While their elders and scholars hosted celebration feasts for the Dragon Slayer, these opportunistic scoundrels swarmed out to divide the spoils and seize the fruits of victory.

Clad in armor, the Imperial Guards, house servants from the Gate Valve Families, lackeys of the wealthy, masked bandits, knife-wielding criminals, and once cowardly scoundrels now gathered from all corners.

They were like a pack of starving hyenas, howling as they charged toward the stained Copper Stork Platform, fighting fiercely over the remaining dragon corpse, battling to a stalemate in the purple Blood River.

Huan Tianyuan watched this farce from afar, so angry he smashed the wine jar against a willow tree on the opposite bank with a "clang!"

"A bunch of cowards!"

"Yes! Cowards!"

Tie Dan laughed heartily and followed his lead, throwing a wine jar that hung on a tree branch.

Huan Tianyuan gazed at the chaotic city, silent for a long time,

"Brother Tie, do you have any aspirations?"

Tie Dan lay by the riverbank, pondering,

"Cultivate, become stronger, seek enlightenment, I guess."

"Seek enlightenment?"

Huan Tianyuan glared with bloodshot eyes, turning to look at him,

"What’s so great about enlightenment?"

Then, not waiting for Tie Dan’s response, he swept his hand, pointing to the battlefield of Blood River leading to the Copper Stork Platform, and the chaos-filled Great Dao of Ye Capital.

"The Dao is beneath your feet! Just keep walking forward!"

"Yes! Beneath your feet!"

Tie Dan got up, opened two more wine jars for this statement, tossing one to Huan Tianyuan to drink together.

Huan Tianyuan, not to be outdone, drank half a jar, wiping his mouth, spewing out wine vapors,

"Brother Tie, I’m not bragging. My aspiration is to become a peerless hero like the Immortal Venerable!"

"Yes! A peerless hero!"

Tie Dan gulped down more wine.

Once drunk, Huan Tianyuan started talking incessantly, arm in arm,

"You, listen to me. My ancestors were just farmhands, toiling in the fields! But then, I saw people in my clan studying hard, becoming officials, being ennobled! I realized you can’t be lazy in life, but you must have ambition!

A true man! Standing tall under heaven! How could you remain in obscurity beneath others for long! My parents gave birth to me! Heaven and earth nurture me! It’s to achieve greatness! Not to be a servant! Not to be a beast of burden for others!"

"Yes! Not a beast of burden!"

Tie Dan’s eyes lit up, clinking his jar with him again.

Huan Tianyuan patted Tie Dan on the shoulder,

"Brother! I understand you! I understand you!

So what if you’re a runaway slave! Can’t a runaway slave slay dragons! Can those nobles and officials do it!

Phooey! What famed families! What Emperor’s Descendant! Phooey! Phooey!

Wasn’t the Immortal Venerable a mere butcher, a nobody who rose from the bottom! Nobles and officials! Must they be born like that!"

"Yes! Born like that!"

After saying such words, Tie Dan naturally couldn’t help but accompany, clinking jars again, though hiding a sharp look in his eyes behind the drinking.

Of course, it wasn’t targeted at Huan Tianyuan, but he noticed a carriage emerging from a small alley across the Zhang River, silently observing them.

The appearance of the carriage immediately suggested its extraordinary value, with wheel hubs forged from iron, its frame made of fragrant wood, adorned with gold and jade curtains. The horses pulling it weren’t ordinary ’horses’ but Divine Beasts, looking like horses with white bodies and red manes, eyes like golden gems, known as Jiliang, granting longevity of a thousand years when ridden.

Of course, it didn’t mean riding this Divine Beast would really extend one’s life by a thousand years. Rather, only those esteemed as ’a thousand years’ could ride a carriage pulled by Jiliang.

If not mistaken, it seemed to be a carriage of the clan. Judging by the regulations of the jade pendants, it was likely not just any Commandery Princess from a Vassal State but a Princess of the Emperor’s Descendants, equal in status to a Duke...

Tie Dan naturally didn’t argue. Huan Tianyuan was drunk, but he wasn’t. In fact, with the help of the Blood Jade Technique, he was far from drunk. He then sprayed a Killing Sword into the wine jar, maintaining a drunk act, flinging the jar across the river.

The wine jar swung and rolled on a branch, failing to hang on the willow tip, landing instead in a corner, its mouth like a cannon barrel, directly aimed at the nearby thousand-year-old carriage.

Huan Tianyuan was still in a frenzy,

"My father, knowledgeable and skilled, braving life and death, fought countless battles with the Kan people! Yet, because the Xing family couldn’t achieve Entry Rank, nor afford the bribe for the eunuchs, he struggled his whole life to only become a long-term official guarding the border city!

Why? Why!

The Royal Army has 130,000! 130,000 people! If he had commanded even 10,000, how could there be today’s defeat!

My father... father! How could he die! I hate! I hate so much!"

The bereaved youth, holding a wine jar, his eyes bloodshot, danced frantically, cursing the heavens.

"You worthless bureaucrats! Taking up positions and doing nothing! The sky is falling, yet you fight for power and gain! Still debating lineage and noble rank!

Debate! Debate your mother’s debate! Are you waiting for the Kan people’s blade! To slaughter your fathers and brothers! To massacre your sons! All the way to your wife and children’s necks! To plunder your mountains of gold and silver!

Worthless bureaucrats! Not worthy of discussion!"

"Yes! Not worthy of discussion!"

Pretending to be drunk, Tie Dan joined Huan Tianyuan, arm in arm, cursing wildly, while shielding him from view to prevent those opportunistic ones from getting angry and killing recklessly.

Then Huan Tianyuan hugged him, sobbing, "Father! Father, I hate it so much! *sob*... This isn’t the life I wanted! *sob*... This world is too damn hard..."

Tie Dan was also sweating, thinking Brother Huan can’t handle his liquor well, perhaps because he had too much on his mind...

Fortunately, the opportunistic ones didn’t seize this chance to attack. Jiliang’s golden eyes flashed, its red mane tossed, dragging the golden jade carriage into the deep alleys, soon disappearing without a trace.

So, Tie Dan carried the thoroughly drunk Huan Tianyuan back home.

The venerable elders had dispersed, leaving boxes of gold, silver, and gifts in the courtyard of Huan’s house.

Tie Dan put Huan Tianyuan to bed, and as he exited, he found a goose-faced eunuch silently standing at the courtyard gate.

Though tipsy, Tie Dan instantly sobered up.

A master.

Definitely a true master.

So skilled that his Divine Sense couldn’t lock onto or detect him, only visible to the naked eye, like a lingering shadow on the retina.

Tie Dan drew his sword.

Even without a reason, a fight was inevitable.

The eunuch glanced at Tie Dan’s sword,

"Humph, from the Sword Sect... scram."

Tie Dan stared at him without moving.

The eunuch smirked, not taking Tie Dan seriously, barely glancing at the snoring youth inside the room.

"Since you have life-and-death ties with Huan’s child, the Princess spares you a life.

However, you from the Demon Sect must never appear near the clan.

If you don’t want to ruin your friend’s future, leave."

In the next moment, the eunuch vanished.

Tie Dan squinted, scanning around with his eyes.

How could he be so powerful, disappearing in a ’biu’ without even making a motion?

Just like the holographic projection in Chen Xuantian’s computer. The Demon Palace is truly strange and unfathomable...

Moreover, speaking of future...

It seems Brother Huan caught the attention of that Princess just now?

But it’s quite normal; Brother Huan is so robust, with a forthright personality, the courage to slay dragons, the ambition to defy the heavens, even Tie Dan admires him. That Princess noticing him means her eyes aren’t blind and nothing surprising about it.

Anyway, Tie Dan didn’t plan on getting too entangled with the Demon Palace. Since the dragon was slain, the ordeal overcome, a level gained, a new friend made, and a good drink had, it’s time to leave.

See you again if fate wills it.

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