Chapter 363 Sword Appreciation Ceremony
"The young master has been out of the public eye for ten years. His reappearance in the world is entirely thanks to the help of friends in the martial arts world. Even more fortunate is that two old friends have gone to great lengths to help him..."
"They'd rather spend ten years searching for the sword than look for a person."
Fang Duobing, who was about to praise him, was silenced by Lan Yan's words and could not say anything. "Yeah, he's so persistent in finding the sword, why doesn't he look for his master?"
Could it be that what Brother Lan said is true, and that Bai Chuan Yuan actually doesn't want his master to come back?
"Over the years, we have been greatly comforted to find the young master whom Xiang Yi has never parted with. Today, we hope that all of us in the martial arts world will not forget our ideal of punishing evil and promoting good, and of peace and prosperity for the world..."
On stage, Qiao Wanmian sadly reminded everyone.
Fang Duobing was also infected: "Miss Qiao still has deep feelings for my master."
“Yes, so deeply in love,” Li Xiangxian said quietly, watching Xiao Zijin comforting Qiao Wanmian without any hesitation, “and she doesn’t reject other people’s advances either.”
“You love me, I love him, he loves her, isn’t that how all the love and hate in the martial arts world comes about?” Lan Yan chimed in.
"That's right."
Fang Duobing was embarrassed, and Li Lianhua was even more uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and pulled the two of them away, saying, "You two should say less. Miss Qiao belongs to herself, and it is her freedom to do whatever she wants."
"You have a broad mind and are a mature adult." Li Xiangxian patted Li Lianhua on the shoulder.
Li Lianhua was speechless. He's thirty! Thirty! Is this the first time she's known he's an adult?
"I am honored to witness the return of the Young Master Sword to the light of day with all of you!"
After Xiao Zijin finished speaking, the disciple in the center of the square lifted the red cloth, revealing the Junior Master Sword inside.
At this moment, Lan Yan spoke calmly: "It's a pity that I can't see, so my mind is not broad."
Li Lianhua looked at him in surprise, a bad feeling rising within her. "What are you going to do?"
"If any of you wish to have some fun, you are welcome to come up on stage and have a contest..."
Before Xiao Zijin could finish speaking, a white figure landed on the stage, and with a flick of his wrist, the Junior Master Sword was in his hand.
At that moment, Li Lianhua, who had been suddenly given a non-white sword, looked at Lan Yan's figure in surprise, his words "verify the authenticity of the young master" still echoing in his ears.
No, this is too sudden, and in such a public place! He just went up like that? How come he didn't know Lan Yan was such a flamboyant person?
Fang Duobing was also completely bewildered, but he quickly realized that Brother Lan was his master's senior brother, so it was understandable that he was a little anxious.
As for Li Xiangxian, he remained calm and composed; he was used to it.
Is this reasonable?
Li Lianhua couldn't help but turn her head to look at him.
Lee Sang-hyeon blinked, then innocently asked, "How do you think Sang-yi developed his personality?"
"Youthful arrogance, that's what it means. Xiang Yi was young, and Senior Brother was arrogant."
Is this how the word "..." is interpreted?
Li Lianhua swallowed hard, then turned to look at Lan Yan on the stage. He was powerless to help; Baichuan Academy should pray for their own good fortune.
"Your Excellency is being far too impolite. If you wish to appreciate a sword, you should follow the rules of the Hyakusawa Institute."
Xiao Zijin looked at Lan Yan, who suddenly rushed up and interrupted him, with a displeased expression.
Lan Yan scoffed: "Rules? The Junior Master is not your sword."
As he spoke, he twirled his sword, and the Junior Tutor was drawn. Lan Yan's fingers lightly brushed the blade, and with a flick, the blade emitted a crisp sound. "Not bad, it is indeed the Junior Tutor of Xiangyi."
Li Lianhua and Li Xiangxian, who were sitting in the audience, understood that Lan Yan was referring to the young master that Li Xiangyi had lost when he traveled through time.
But the others on the stage were furious at Lan Yan's nonchalant behavior, their faces turning ashen.
Ji Hanfo also stepped forward and angrily rebuked, "Young master, our Baichuan Academy treats guests with courtesy, which is not a reason for you to ignore us!"
Lan Yan, holding the Junior Tutor, turned to the group from Baichuan Academy above and sneered, "A bunch of rabble. If you weren't using Li Xiangyi's name, who would care about you?"
"With such a boastful tone, I'd like to see what your skills are all about!"
Xiao Zijin leaped forward, sword in hand, aiming straight for Lan Yan's face.
"You're not worthy to learn from me."
Lan Yan slightly turned his body, and the long sword slashed past in front of him. He stretched out a hand, casually grabbed Xiao Zijin's wrist, and then pushed him, throwing him and the sword out. Xiao Zijin crashed straight onto the high platform, breaking two wooden pillars and causing him to vomit blood.
"Zi Jin!"
The people of Baichuan Academy hurriedly helped him up, then turned to look at Lan Yan with solemn expressions.
"What is your intention, sir? Are you deliberately here to disrupt the business of my Baichuan Academy?"
"Don't overthink it. I don't even care about Baichuan Academy," Lan Yan said gently, but his words were infuriating. "I came for the Young Master, and now that I've verified that he's real, I'll naturally take him away."
"The Junior Tutor is Xiang Yi's sword; you cannot take it with you."
Qiao Wanmian stepped forward anxiously.
"That's right, the Junior Master is Xiang Yi's sword, not a gimmick for your Baichuan Academy to establish your authority."
As the young master sheathed his sword, Lan Yan turned to leave.
Ji Hanfo hurriedly tried to stop him: "Young Master's sword is our sect leader's personal sword. It was Zi Jin and Miss Qiao who searched for it for ten years with great effort. You have no right to take it away!"
Lan Yan paused, then slowly turned his head. "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten everything in ten years. Blind people are narrow-minded and don't like to hear about these things."
Having said that, he picked up his sword again and made a few seemingly light strikes towards the main hall. But the sharp sword energy was overwhelming, and before everyone's eyes, the main hall of Baichuan Academy collapsed with a crash.
"you……"
Everyone was wary, wondering where this young blind man with superb swordsmanship had come from.
"As storytellers know, after the East China Sea War, the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance was the first to rescue people, while the Four-Looking Sect was the first to split up. Now that the Four-Looking Sect is gone, stop using Li Xiangyi's name to flaunt your identity."
Lan Yan's words were tantamount to exposing their true colors. The faces of the people from Baichuan Academy turned pale and then red, but Lan Yan showed no sign of stopping.
“Even ignorant children are willing to believe that Li Xiangyi is not dead, yet you have set up an altar for him. A bunch of charlatans, heartless and ungrateful bastards, stop deceiving yourselves.”
“If you don’t like Li Xiangyi, then go ahead and set up your own business. From now on, no matter if you call yourselves Baichuan Academy or Shichuan Academy, if you use Li Xiangyi’s name again, I will demolish it every time I see it.”
The four, including Fo Bishi Bai, were speechless. Watching Lan Yan's departing figure, Qiao Wanmian couldn't help but ask, "Wait, young hero, do you know Xiang Yi? Have you found Xiang Yi?"
Lan Yan paused, not turning around, but tilting his head slightly, and said softly, "Miss Qiao, you are a person with some conscience. Let me give you a piece of advice. It's not wrong to waver, but if you want to choose the people around you, don't use Xiang Yi's name anymore, and don't live in self-pity and obsession."
"They're gone."
Lan Yan turned his gaze to the audience below the stage. Li Xiangxian followed leisurely. Only then did Fang Duobing and Li Lianhua, who had been watching the show in a daze, realize what was happening and hurriedly followed after them with mixed feelings. All that was left was a mess and embarrassment.
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