992 A Young Man In Indigo Gown (2/2)
Liu Yiqing said nothing but he knew that no matter how he counted, his last pick would be ”to die.” It was because despite of his blindness he knew exactly who this young man was.
Everyone around the imperial city knew who this young man in indigo gown was, including the young emperor of South Jin. They all seemed excited and kept absolute silent in awe.
During late spring at the Grand Competition in the Divine Halls, a manservant in indigo gown became the champion. He did not have a master, and neither could he even practice cultivation a few months ago. But after that spring rain, he reached the State of Knowing Destiny. No one knew the limit of his potential or his real state, not even the Hierarch. He seemed to be a miracle.
To the followers of Haotian, he was a real genius of Taoism. Either the previous Ye Su or the legendary Chen Pipi could never be compared with this young man in indigo gown.
It was because he was the gift to the human world from Haotian.
His name was Hengmu Liren, who was previously a manservant in the store room of Revelation Institute, and now a red-robed divine priest of West-Hill.
Liu Yiqing asked, ”How would you like to kill me?”
Hengmu Liren answered, ”With my blades.”
Liu Yiqing asked, ”What blades?”
Hengmu Liren said, ”The slashers.”
His thirteen blades were all very thin. They were more suitable for killing than slashing. But he insisted that they were slashers. Perhaps it was because he had been chopping firewood for years.
Liu Yiqing shook his head and said, ”You are way too inferior when compared to him.”
People around the imperial city had been keeping quiet so they heard clearly what they said. Yet no one could understand.
”You are way too inferior to him?” Who was him? Hengmu Liren knew who Liu Yiqing was referring to. His eyes became flaming and he shouted, ”No one could defeat me. Not you! Not him!”
Liu Yiqing stroked his sword sheath and said, ”You are too proud.”
Hengmu Liren said, ”Because I'm confident.”
Liu Yiqing looked at him through the white cloth and said, ”People in our generation never show our confidence through words or expressions. We use our swords instead.”
Due to his years of service as a manservant, Hengmu Liren looked older than he should be. But his expressions were still naive. When he smiled, it seemed somewhat cruel. ”That person took your eyes years ago. I will kill you tonight. To compensate, I'm going to take his eyes for you in a few days.”
”I never wanted to take his eyes.” Liu Yiqing said, ”Because I know that no matter how hard I try, I can never surpass him. Neither could you.”
Hengmu Liren said, ”You have quite some faith in him.”
Liu Yiqing looked at him pityingly, ”If you are going to confront him one day, you will for sure be dead. The reason is simple. But you are too naive and arrogant to see it.”
He looked into the darkness and said, ”That person should know it clearly. But obviously he never reminded you. It seems like you barely have any friends in West-Hill.”
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