Chapter 701 – A Story about a City and a Blade (I) (1/2)

Chapter 701 – A Story about a City and a Blade (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, falling upon Tie Shu's temples and clothes, yet they could not truly touch him. With extremely soft swishes, they were sliced into countless pieces, countless small flowers blooming in the air.

This man seemed to be made of iron, even colder than the wind and snow. Hidden under his clothes was a sharpness more frightening than even blades or spears.

Wang Po walked to the table, glanced at him, and then sat down, serenely placing his blade on the table.

His movements were very steady and light. They made no noise, as silent as the falling snowflakes.

Snowflakes also fell on his temples, then rolled off or lightly stuck. They also fell on his blade, gradually covering it like fallen yellowed leaves, revealing not even a hint of sharpness.

At this sight, Tie Shu's indifferent expression slowly began to change. He was not growing more wary or solemn, but sorrowful.

In Tanzhe Temple, when he had closed his eyes amongst a world of yellowed leaves, just like now, he had seen a similar sight.

He looked at the Wang Po of now, but in his eyes was the figure of that youth clothed in hemp walking out of Wenshui City.

”Today, I might be talking a bit more than usual.”

He said to Wang Po.

Wang Po looked through the wind and snow at the courtyard, his meaning clear.

With an indifferent expression, Tie Shu said, ”It is impossible for Chen Changsheng to succeed, so I have a very long time.”

Wang Po had a different view, but it was precisely because of this that he naturally did not mind sitting for a while.

”Senior, please speak.”

”Back when you left Wenshui City, many people went to see you.”

At these words, Wang Po's drooping brows slightly rose and then descended.

As the final male descendant of the Wang clan of Tianliang, if he were to die, the Wang clan would truly be destroyed.

Emperor Taizong's joke would become the truth.

Thus, ever since he was a child, he hid all over the place. With the assistance of the Liang Household and some old and warmhearted senior cultivators, he was able to mature with great difficulty.

The power of the Zhu clan was too great, especially after Wang Po came to be known as a cultivating genius. The situation he faced became even more dangerous, but it was right at that point that the Tang Old Master sent someone to bring him into Wenshui City.

In Wenshui, he worked for several years as an accountant, under the Tang clan's protection.

Several years later, he decided to leave Wenshui. The Tang Old Master also agreed with his decision.

This news very swiftly spread to all corners of the continent.

That Wang Po dared to leave Wenshui and cast aside the protection of Tang clan signified that after his several years of life as an accountant, he had matured enough to develop sufficient self-confidence. As long as Zhu Luo was prevented by the oath of the starry sky from personally taking action and the Imperial Court did not move the army or its great experts, it would be very difficult to kill him.

Everyone knew that Wang Po was already very strong, but just how strong was he?

On the day he left Wenshui City, many people went to the official road outside the city, including several great personages.

Everyone clearly understood that whether it was the Zhu clan, the Emotion-Severing Sect, or the Imperial Court, they were all certain to attack Wang Po. Trouble was sure to occur outside of Wenshui City on that day.

”I also went,” Tie Shu said, looking into his eyes.

This was the first time Wang Po learned of this matter. ”I'm surprised.”

Logically speaking, all he was back then was a young cultivation genius with quite a lot of potential. It would have been very difficult for him to alarm an expert of the Divine Domain like Tie Shu.

”This is because after Su Li met you in Wenshui City, he made an assessment. No one else knew, but people like us were naturally able to find out.”

Tie Shu continued, ”He said that in the future, your blade would assuredly be stronger than those of the past.”

Wang Po did not reply to this comment.

Even he, in the face of such praise, could only keep his silence.

To a person like Su Li, only one user of the blade from the past was worth particularly mentioning. Naturally, that person was Zhou Dufu.

”So I believed that your death on that day was certain.”

Tie Shu continued to look at him as he spoke.

This conclusion seemed unreasonable, but it was actually the right and proper judgment.