Chapter 59 The Flowing Clouds (2/2)

Xiao Zhu was slightly surprised. Since she was spoilt by everyone in the Guiyun Peak, she had always thought that she would be marrying a great hero who had both looks and talent. This was why she hated Ye Liuyun for his disability and showed no mercy nor sign of pity.

She hated the fact that she had to marry a crippled man.

Never even once did she put herself in Ye Liuyun's shoes and think about why he had to achieve so much in spite of his family background. With his background, he could waste his life away and still not starve, no one would even blame him for being useless. If anything, they would pity him.

Out of all the past successors of Mingjian Peak, everyone including her father thought that Ye Liuyun was the best of them all.

The trail struck her heart like a whip.

”I'm not in the wrong,” Xiao Zhu replied grudgingly.

Kuhui was long gone.

Kuhui had tens of years of experience in Buddhism and mastered Ruyi Shapeshifting. He could travel for thousands of miles in a day. It was similar to what the Daoists called the Shenxing Method.

However, he was still left behind by two of them. Partially, it was because they were taking the lead. The route in the forest was complicated. It still showed how skillful Shen Lian and Ye Liuyun were.

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Shen Lian had never seen anyone like Ye Liuyun before. He had nothing but respect for him.

He did not slow down on purpose; in fact, he gave his best. However, he still did not put a distance between Ye Liuyun and him.

Ye Liuyun was very focused. He had only lost once in his entire life. This time round, he was determined to retrieve his victory from Shen Lian.

All Shen Lian wanted was to know more about joining Qing Xuan, but he knew that he would not be able to get his hands on any information without fighting Ye Liuyun.

Besides the plum blossoms, there were hundreds of flowers at Mingjian Peak.

In this forest, there were peach trees and pear trees.

Given Ye Liuyun's familiarity with the place, Shen Lian got to decide on the location of the battle.

The final battle would begin the moment Shen Lian stopped.

Shen Lian had no pity or mercy for Ye Liuyun, his spirit was rising and he could feel the excitement channeling from the sandalwood sword on his waist.

A wooden sword was still a sword.

The fundamental value of a sword would not change; it would always be a tool used to defeat the opponent.

The marks left by Ye Liuyun on the grounds got lighter and eventually faded off completely. It was as though he was flying while being in contact with the ground.

Shen Lian was akin to the carefree clouds and was floating in the air. The circulation of his inner Qi got more intense, while gravity's pull on him weakened.

Just when he was about to shake off gravity's pull completely, he stopped.

The clear lake water was right in front. Under the moonlight, the surface of the lake sparkled peacefully. The moon was hanging right in the middle, indeed a sight to behold.

The wind blew, while the waves flowed.

Ye Liuyun too stopped.

On the ground was Ye Liuyun, and in the sky was a piece of 'wu yun'– dark cloud.

It marched on slowly until it covered the moon in its entirety.

It did not take long for the world to fall into darkness.