System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 117 - 91: Late-Night Encounter with an Old Acquaintance (Part 2)
The main reason is that Wu Ganqi simply doesn’t have time now.
After chatting with Cao Qiupu for a while, he then introduced Mo Duxing from the Taiyi Sect and Bian City to him.
Only then did Cao Qiupu bid farewell and leave.
Chu Qing didn’t keep him either; encounters in the Martial World should end on a good note.
If it weren’t for being seen by Cao Qiupu, Chu Qing wouldn’t even want to face him.
Bian City watched Cao Qiupu leaving with a white horse and then turned to Chu Qing:
"The white horse rides alone on the Martial World path, the Golden Sword slashes evil sounds across ten thousand miles.
"Third Young Master, let me offer you some advice: it’s best not to get too close to this person."
Chu Qing gave Bian City a surprised look:
"Brother Bian, these words..."
Bian City smiled and said:
"Cao Qiupu is indeed chivalrous, with a Bodhisattva’s heart.
"However, this person is often associated with trouble, where he is, there is strife."
At this point, he paused slightly:
"Hahaha, but I’m only mentioning it, as long as Third Young Master is aware, I’ve spoken too deeply for our shallow acquaintance."
"Not at all, Brother Bian’s sincerity is deeply appreciated by me."
Chu Qing slightly cupped his fists.
Bian City looked deeply at Chu Qing:
"Between you and me, there’s no need for such formalities."
He and Chu Fan are senior and junior brothers, and Chu Fan really misses this third brother; every time he went out with the First Senior Brother, Chu Fan would ask them for help in finding him.
It’s precisely because he’s always seen the portraits Chu Fan drew of Chu Qing that Bian City has a deep impression of him.
Just based on the portrait of twelve-year-old Chu Qing, he could connect it with the present Chu Qing.
So much so that he recognized Chu Qing’s identity at a glance.
Chu Qing nodded slightly, about to return to the inn with everyone, when suddenly he saw another group of figures among the crowd.
This group was quite special, their expressions cold, their clothes ragged, all with their faces covered.
Some carried coffins on their backs, others had grass mats tied to their waists.
Everywhere they passed, whether Martial World people or ordinary citizens, all tried to distance themselves from them as much as possible.
"Grave Diggers!"
Bian City’s pupils slightly contracted.
Mo Duxing’s face also showed a heavy expression, finally sighing:
"The chaos in Divine Blade City has reached its peak, even the Grave Diggers have stirred in response.
"There are two days left until the First Grade Conference...but who knows what the scene will be on that day."
Everyone stopped watching and turned back to the inn.
That day, Chu Qing did not go out; he rested in his room, or studied Martial Arts, or chatted idly with Bian City and Mo Duxing and Gentle.
Therefore, all kinds of news kept coming to his ears.
There were too many people of various religions and trades in the city, some having conflicts with one another, or some committing murder on the streets.
The path of the Grave Diggers entering the city was not smooth either.
Many people were afraid to approach them, wanting to drive them out.
After all, their appearance often meant a large number of deaths and injuries, a river of blood.
However, the Grave Diggers remained unmoved by this.
Even though there were fights among themselves, the Grave Diggers didn’t participate in Martial World disputes, yet none of them were weak themselves; the Martial World people found it hard to deal with them.
Ultimately, they united to try to have Divine Blade Hall intervene and drive them out of Divine Blade City.
But the people of Divine Blade Hall refused on the grounds of ’welcoming guests from all directions for the First Grade Conference’.
They stated that no matter who the visitor was, as long as they came to Divine Blade City, they could participate in this grand event.
In the end, the matter could only remain unresolved.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye.
As night fell, Chu Qing was sitting in his room, meditating.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of fierce wind fighting on the street.
Chu Qing originally didn’t want to interfere, but suddenly heard someone among them shouting:
"Between you and me, there’s no past enmity, no present hatred, why press so hard?"
Upon hearing this voice, Chu Qing instantly recognized its origin.
Immediately, he went to the window, opened a slit, and saw figures moving on the street, all of whom were girls.
One person fought through the crowd, left and right within the array, each move possessing great power.
Though the girls had the array to aid them, they were momentarily overwhelmed.
Chu Qing only took a glance, and his eyes showed surprise.
These girls were led by Du Hanyan, disciples of Mist Rain Tower.
This point was not enough to surprise Chu Qing, what truly surprised him was that engaging them in combat... was Dong Xingzhi!
However, his current appearance was vastly different from a few days ago.
His brows and eyes were full of arrogance, his brow had a hint of purple, about half an inch long, erect like a third eye.
His attacks, whether claws or palms, were extraordinary in power.
Far exceeded what he was at Qingxi Village.
"How has he changed so much in just a few days?"
Chu Qing couldn’t help but be amazed, on that day they speculated that there was something in that secret chamber at Qingxi Village that Dong Xingzhi and Dong Yubai obtained.
But what in the Martial World could transform a person in such a short time?
Isn’t this too bizarre?
"Press so hard?"
Dong Xingzhi’s slightly strange voice sounded, followed by a laugh, and with a shake of his hands, a surge of Inner Breath spread out.
The force pushed the disciples of Mist Rain Tower back, momentarily unsteady on their feet, stumbling back.
Dong Xingzhi stood tall, speaking proudly:
"On that day at Qingxi Village, you all looked down on me.
"Do you think I, Dong Xingzhi, didn’t see it?
"Now that my Martial Arts are accomplished, I must show you my might!!"
Is this person a three-year-old child?
How could his thoughts be so childish?
Besides, back at Qingxi Village, even if Du Hanyan, Cao Qiupu, and Chu Qing didn’t think highly of Dong Xingzhi and Dong Yubai, it was Dong Yubai who kept provoking.
Even so, Chu Qing didn’t really make a move against them.
He always treated them politely.
How has it come to this, now demanding to show them his might?
Du Hanyan was quite angry too; she encountered Dong Xingzhi outside Divine Blade City...
Considering the chance meeting at Qingxi Village, coupled with Dong Xingzhi’s urgency to leave then unexpectedly returning, she thought to approach him for a conversation.
But unexpectedly, after only exchanging a few words, Dong Xingzhi suddenly attacked them.
Du Hanyan herself was not afraid of him, but didn’t expect that after a round of battle she wasn’t his match.
Even with their array formation defending, they fell into disadvantage.
Seeing Dong Xingzhi intent on killing, Du Hanyan could only lead her junior sisters to escape.
They fled all the way to Divine Blade City, yet were intercepted by Dong Xingzhi.
Asking him why he was pressing so hard, only to get such an answer... Just this?
"You truly... outrageous!!"
Du Hanyan exclaimed angrily:
"Do you really think Mist Rain Tower is that easy to bully?"
"Isn’t it?"
Dong Xingzhi laughed, his footwork suddenly changed rapidly, his figure appearing and disappearing, directly confronting Du Hanyan.
His hand reached out to grab, Du Hanyan pointed a finger.
The fingertip landed in Dong Xingzhi’s palm, but her force seemed to vanish, like mud into the sea, and he flipped his hand to seize her wrist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Master Sister!!"
"Let go of Master Sister!!"
The disciples of Mist Rain Tower were instantly furious.
Dong Xingzhi grabbed Du Hanyan by the neck, drawing close and inhaling her scent:
"So fragrant, you’re indeed beautiful, my stupid nephew may be dumb everywhere, but his taste in women is not bad.
"What a pity, such a beautiful woman should never be his.
"Du Hanyan, shall we make a deal?
"Today I will spare the others of Mist Rain Tower, but you must come with me!"
"Nonsense!"
"Absurd, release my Master Sister, let’s have a fight!"
"Master Sister, don’t agree to him, he’s like a toad craving a swan!"
Du Hanyan was caught by him, feeling her meridians restrained, realizing this person had been hiding his strength during the fight.
Not being his match herself, if her junior sisters kept fighting, there would only be death.
The current strategy should be to stall Dong Xingzhi.
Wait until the junior sisters are safe, and then risk everything with him.
With this in mind, she was about to feign compliance, when a voice suddenly came:
"Haven’t seen you in a few days, Senior Dong really makes people see you in a new light.
"Now you’re thinking of having Mist Rain Tower’s Master Sister come with you, what’s your next move?
"To ascend the heavens?"
The crowd looked towards the voice, seeing a Cyan Robe Swordsman standing on a flagpole, standing with hands behind his back, hair flying.
Du Hanyan raised her head in surprise:
"Third Young Master?"
