Chapter 488: Who kept the Duke of Qin behind? (2/2)

Cang Qiuzi was a crafty, avaricious hypocrite who was also extremely prudent and reserved. If it wasn’t matters involved with the Celestial Mountain Sword Sect, how did Duanmu Yao managed to move him off the mountain? Had she offered him some sort of favors? But there was no time to consider that now. Long Feiye wanted to leave as soon as possible. His heart was uneasy thinking that Han Yunxi might be in danger.

“What will convince martial uncle to leave me a path?” Currently, Long Feiye still had no idea what had happened in the capital, much less that people had tried to assassinate Han Yunxi. He was still calm now because he couldn’t beat Cang Qiuzi in a fight.

Cang Qiuzi’s abilities were only second to master himself, but this year his inner cultivation levels and sword skills had grown ever finer. It was very possible that he could be master’s equal by now. Because of that, Long Feiye hadn’t bothered getting involved with the sordid business of Celestial Mountain Sword Sect’s inner politics. He was already busy enough. If he provoked Cang Qiuzi as well, he’d was just seeking trouble for himself!

He had kept his distance both from the sect and Cang Qiuzi himself, but never expected Duanmu Yao to bring the man to his door. If he really moved against this martial uncle, he’d keep him in a chokehold and never let him go. Only strategy would win this match now!

But Cang Qiuzi’s tone only turned cold. “Feiye, martial uncle has come a long way. You’re in such a rush that you give me no face, and won’t even spare me a cup of tea. Martial uncle is really very angry. Tell me, what should we do?”

Long Feiye’s eyes flashed with frost before he replied, “Then what does martial uncle want to do?”

Cang Qiuzi was waiting for these very words. “You haven’t gone back to the sect in ages and your master misses you. How’s this? I’ll take master’s place to test your inner cultivation levels.”

“How are you planning to test me?” Long Feiye asked.

“How about you accept three strikes from your martial uncle?” Cang Qiuzi asked earnestly.

Was that a test at all? It was simply an excuse to hurt him! But Cang Qiuzi laid out the hypocritical terms as if they were the most natural thing in the world. Long Feiye caught onto his hidden motives right away.

His martial arts couldn’t compare to Cang Qiuzi’s, but he didn’t want to offend the man, either. Still, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t dare to do just that. If he wasn’t in such a rush today, he’d fight the man outright! But the secret bird call signals were getting more and more desperate. He had to finish this quickly.

“Fine!” Long Feiye agreed without hesitation. He sheathed his sword and clasped his hands behind his back to stand and wait.

Cang Qiuzi chuckled in amusement up until the moment he struck out. His figure flashed as his ruthless palm appeared in front of Long Feiye and hit him! Long Feiye’s figure swayed slightly, but he didn’t budge. Duanmu Yao grew alarmed as her heart ached. She almost begged martial uncle to let him off, but she held back when she thought of Han Yunxi. She was certain that martial uncle’s three strikes wouldn’t be fatal, but only leave the victim severely injured. By then, martial brother wouldn’t be able to budge an inch even if he wanted to leave.

With a sudden sound of impact, Cang Qiuzi’s second strike hit Long Feiye from the back. The attack was too powerful and made him spit up a mouthful of blood. But again, he stood unmoving, his face as cold as ice. A flicker of surprise shone in Cang Qiuzi’s eyes. He didn’t expect Long Feiye’s inner cultivation levels to be so substantial already. Looks like I’ll have to give it my all for the last strike if I want to keep him here!

He circled around Long Feiye until he was standing in front of the man, his gaze trailing to his chest. “Feiye, it’s been awhile since we’ve met, but you’ve improved! If you master knew, he’d be delighted.”

Long Feiye didn’t reply. Blood trickled from his lips, but he remained unmoved or angry. It gave him an inviolable sense of respect. Cang Qiuzi only found the sight provoking. He raised both hands and viciously struck out against Long Feiye’s heart!

“Martial uncle, no!” Duanmu Yao shouted, but the two palms had already attacked!

Long Feiye was sent flying in the air until he slammed heavily against the wall. His body slumped to the ground while he spat up mouthfuls of blood amidst a quickly paling face.

An anxious Duanmu Yao ran towards him like mad. “Martial brother, are you alright?!”

But Long Feiye raised a hand before she could get any closer. “Scram!”

He pressed one hand against his heart while the other used his sword to push himself off the ground. After getting to his feet, he stood up tall and straight, his manner as unchanged as ever. “Martial Uncle Cang,” he said coldly. “May we meet again…another day!”

Cang Qiuzi was shaken by the sight. He never expected Long Feiye could rise to his feet in such a short amount of time! Although his martial arts skills were superior to Long Feiye’s, he couldn’t help but fear the other man now. The youth deserved respect! It looked like he’d have to be on guard in case the fellow came back to the sect to seek revenge one day!

Because he’d promised, Cang Qiuzi was hard-pressed to keep Long Feiye back. Duanmu Yao was angry enough to stomp her feet. She’d drag Long Feiye back herself if she could, but she didn’t have to the guts to do anything but watch him walk away.

As soon as Long Feiye emerged into the courtyard, Chu Xifeng came to meet him. He had been here for ages, but Cang Qiuzi’s disciples had kept him from going in. Long Feiye grew alarmed as soon as he saw him. “What happened? Where’s Han Yunxi?”

If it was Chu Xifeng making the birdcalls just then, then something disastrous must have occurred!

1. Cang Qiuzi (苍邱子) – Cang means “dark green/blue, grey/ashen,” Qiu is “grave, mound,” and Zi is a diminutive suffix that occasionally means “child.”