Chapter 42 Why are you hitting people?
Lu Yusheng was startled by his injuries, and nodded in agreement upon hearing the question.
Seeing that the swordsman was about the same age as her, yet could remain unfazed by serious injuries, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, remembering how she would howl in pain if her toes hit a table leg.
However, he first asked the question that had been bothering him: "What brings this young master to knock on the door in the middle of the night?"
The man remained indifferent, but finally spoke up, asking, "Having been injured like this, do you have any medicine?"
Linghu Chong, who had been listening silently behind him, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, took out a bottle of wound medicine from his pocket and tossed it over. Seeing that nothing happened, he yawned and turned to go upstairs.
However, he did not leave. He returned to his junior sister's side and sat down with her on the clean stairs.
The Huashan Sect has always been a righteous sect in the martial arts world, and his master Yue Buqun is known to all as a man of unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. Influenced by this, Linghu Chong naturally also values chivalry.
Although the man is injured, he may not be a match for the small business owner who doesn't know martial arts. Let's stay a little longer.
Seeing Yue Lingshan's head starting to feel sleepy, Linghu Chong quietly moved closer and very carefully helped her head rest on his shoulder.
The man reached out and took the medicine from the air. He was about to treat his wounds when Lu Yusheng thought about it for a while and then invited him to sit down inside.
The man didn't stand on ceremony and strode inside. However, he glanced around, scanning the various furnishings, seemingly quite indifferent.
If it weren't for the fact that his clothes, which weren't stained with blood, were still relatively clean, and if it weren't for the possibility that the other party might be a germaphobe, Lu Yusheng would probably have been furious long ago.
Seeing that he had finally found a safe place to sit down and then lifted his clothes to apply the medicine, I finally felt relieved.
It seems he really was just an injured person passing by. I'll wait until he finishes applying his medicine and leaves before closing the door.
Lu Yusheng looked at the other wounds, large and small, under his clothes. They were probably all caused by sharp weapons, but they weren't very deep. He must have dodged in time and avoided hitting any vital organs.
Judging from his attire, he was a swordsman, and most of the wounds on his body were from sword fights between swordsmen.
As for whether the opponent had already slain his opponent beneath that spotless scabbard, that remains to be seen.
She made random guesses, without ever having the idea of asking him to stay, or rather, this sudden visitor was not considered a potential guest in her mind at that moment.
The man himself took the initiative to ask, "Are you the shop owner?"
"right."
Are there any vacant rooms?
Ye Guhong asked this question because he had seen the sign outside the door. The moonlight was bright tonight, and his eyesight was excellent, so he could see the words on the sign very clearly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yusheng realized that he was still in an inn, and the person in front of him had gone from a complete stranger to a guest.
So their attitude immediately became more enthusiastic: "Are you looking for a room?"
Ye Guhong nodded.
Seeing this, Lu Yusheng was even more delighted. He hadn't expected to get business in the middle of the night, but he still went into business mode and replied, "Yes, we do. There's a newly renovated room available. The price isn't expensive. If you want to stay one night, it would be about..."
"Smack—"
Before she could finish speaking, a silver ingot fell onto the table.
"Take me there."
The lobby was clearly visible. Ye Gucheng glanced at it and then headed upstairs. Fortunately, Linghu Chong had already woken Yue Lingshan up and sent them to their rooms while they were discussing accommodations, so they didn't bump into each other.
"It's not that expensive..."
Lu Yusheng wanted to explain, but seeing that he had already walked far away, he gave up in frustration.
A top student is always right?
...I hope we'll have more customers like this.
Apart from the two rooms where Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were staying, there was only one empty guest room on the entire second floor, so Lu Yusheng naturally had no choice but to lead him there.
At the same time, he was secretly glad that he had decorated an extra room after taking Zhu Ting's money, and he had already made a good return on his investment by earning room fees that night.
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The next morning, when Lu Yusheng returned to the hall, the door was still locked as it had been the day before, but there were already two people sitting inside.
To make it easier for them to continue, the computer was left on last night, and the two have now resumed their leveling journey.
Have you had breakfast?
Because of their kind actions the night before, Lu Yusheng felt particularly fond of them and struck up a conversation with them.
"I ate some dry rations." Yue Lingshan turned around and smiled at her.
Linghu Chong was somewhat tempted: "Boss, do you still have the sweet wine we had yesterday?"
"Drinking this so early in the morning?" Lu Yusheng didn't quite understand, but after all, she was a good person who had stood on the same side as her, so she still brought over a bunch of alcoholic beverages as asked.
Although the potency was low, Linghu Chong, who was used to strong liquor, did not like it. However, he knew that the current situation did not allow him to be picky, so he took it and drank a whole can in one gulp.
"Then I want one too."
Yue Lingshan quite liked the overly sweet taste, and immediately took a bottle from her senior brother.
Seeing that they were playing by themselves again, Lu Yusheng felt relieved and went out to make herself breakfast. She didn't notice that the moment she left, another figure in white quietly appeared from the corner of the stairs.
There was only a pot of tea that Lu Yusheng had just brewed on the table.
Ye Guhong lifted the lid of the teapot and glanced inside; the dry tea leaves had not yet unfurled.
After resting overnight, he was about to leave, but seeing this, he sat down at the round table, intending to wait a little longer for this pot of good quality tea.
The two people at the computer desk were focused on their characters until Yue Lingshan glanced back unintentionally and caught sight of the white-clad man sitting in the center of the hall. Her eyes suddenly lit up.
So he patted Linghu Chong on the shoulder without any hesitation, gesturing for him to look, and whispered, "Look at that person sitting over there..."
When Linghu Chong saw that it was a stranger who had stayed in the previous night, he guessed that his junior sister must have been standing on the top of the stairs and hadn't seen him, so he quietly explained a few words to her.
After hearing about the man's late-night visit, Yue Lingshan didn't take it too seriously. Instead, she lowered her voice even further and asked, "Senior brother, don't you think he looks like someone?"
"who?"
Linghu Chong searched his memory, but he really couldn't recall anything.
Seeing his bewildered expression, Yue Lingshan became anxious. If she weren't afraid he would hear her, she would have almost called out the name in her heart.
So the only option was to forcibly grab Linghu Chong's hand and write four characters on his palm.
The moment she touched him, Linghu Chong's palms twitched slightly from the tickling sensation, but he still carefully examined the handwriting his junior sister had written.
As Yue Lingshan wrote the first part of the fourth character, "rain," he clasped his hands together and shook his head, finally understanding the reason for his junior sister's inexplicable awe.
"How do you know it's not true if you haven't even seen him? He looks exactly like the rumors say."
Yue Lingshan was somewhat indignant.
Linghu Chong, however, was not angry. He patiently explained the difference to her: "Ximen Chuixue rose to fame several years ago. He should be older than me, and besides..."
He paused, and seeing his junior sister's increasingly puzzled expression, he smiled indulgently and said, "Have you forgotten that Boss Lu said that Ximen Chuixue had also been here before? If it really was him, Boss wouldn't have been so nervous last night."
Although Yue Lingshan's memory of the previous night was hazy due to sleepiness, he did recall some of it after he mentioned it.
Disappointed, she looked away and gave up on striking up a conversation.
Meanwhile, Ye Guhong, who was on the other side, had also overheard the conversation between the two. His internal strength was outstanding, and although Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan tried to suppress their voices, they could not escape his ears.
However, he did not take their discussion to heart, or rather, being mistaken for Ximen Chuixue was not an insult to him.
Some young, arrogant swordsmen might be unhappy about being mistaken for someone else, and Ye Guhong should be no different.
There may be many people who have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but there is only one who can truly convince him.
Ye Guhong was also very young, and he was just as proud, but in his heart, the name Ximen Chuixue was already a god-like figure.
Being mistaken for a "god" is not shameful for him; on the contrary, it is a great honor for him.
Not to mention that his behavior, clothing, and sword-wielding habits were deliberately imitating Ximen Chuixue.
As for the second half of their sentence, which mentioned that Ximen Chuixue had been here, he didn't pay much attention to it.
Those who know Ximen Chuixue also know that he rarely ventures into the mortal world, let alone into such a remote little shop.
Judging that the time was about right, he silently took out a clean teacup that was upside down from the tray and poured the fragrant tea into it with his other hand.
Once the tea has cooled to a drinkable temperature, you can drink it all in one go.
Up until now, Ye Guhong still believed that what happened here was just an ordinary hotel stay.
It was precisely during that brief moment when the tea cooled down that he overheard the conversation between the two senior and junior disciples by the window.
Perhaps he simply intended to casually discuss the previous topic with his junior sister, or perhaps he was thinking of the exquisite and unparalleled Dugu Nine Swords technique passed down to him by his grandmaster, capable of breaking all spells—
Linghu Chong continued as if possessed: "The last person who called himself 'Sword God', Zhuo Bufan, was easily killed by Ximen Chuixue with just one sword. People in the martial arts world said that he was the one who truly deserved the name of Sword God."
Just as Yue Lingshan was about to nod, he continued, "Of course I don't want to be a sword god, but Junior Sister, do you think... if I practice swordsmanship for a few more years, could I also spar with Ximen Chuixue and compete with him?"
He was not an inferiority complex person. His grandmaster was the strongest person he had ever met in his life, far surpassing his master Yue Buqun, yet he had repeatedly praised Yue Buqun's exceptional talent in swordsmanship.
Based on this, his future mastery of swordsmanship will undoubtedly reach the top level.
Before Yue Lingshan could react, Ye Guhong slammed his hand on the table, forcefully interrupting the two.
The slight goodwill he had felt from the other party's gift of medicine last night vanished rapidly, and his usually indifferent expression turned into displeasure, which was quite unusual.
In his mind, the only people who could be considered to be at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, besides Ximen Chuixue, were Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City.
Now this brat from who-knows-where dares to compare himself to Ximen Chuixue? He's simply overestimating himself.
He immediately rebuked, "Arrogant!"
Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong had not yet reacted, or rather, he had not yet realized that this word was used to criticize him, when Yue Lingshan had already stood up.
"You're not Ximen Chuixue, so what gives you the right to call my senior brother arrogant? What did my senior brother do to you! His swordsmanship is just better!"
She slammed her hand on the table indignation. If Linghu Chong hadn't been sitting in the way of blocking her exit, she probably would have already rushed out to confront the white-clad swordsman.
"To dare to compare oneself to Ximen Chuixue without even looking in the mirror is nothing short of arrogance."
At this point, Yue Lingshan stopped arguing with him. She could no longer control her anger, so she stepped onto the stool, drew her Biyue Sword, and flew over to stab him.
Seeing this, Linghu Chong could no longer sit still and immediately rushed out to stop him.
However, before he could even get close, Yue Lingshan turned around and shouted at him, "Senior Brother, you're not allowed to interfere!"
Seeing that his actions were distracting him, Linghu Chong immediately stopped.
He knew that although his junior sister's swordsmanship was not top-notch, it was still far beyond what ordinary swordsmen could match, so he simply drew his sword to observe the situation and was ready to rescue her at any time.
Ye Guhong noticed Yue Lingshan's sword more than her female identity.
The Azure Water Sword was a gift from his father, Yue Buqun. It was made entirely of fine steel and could cut through iron and gold, making it a true treasure.
A swordswoman wielding such a sword must have some skill worth learning.
So Ye Guhong didn't back down, drew his sword and fought her.
Although she had a good sword, her swordsmanship was a hindrance, and she was defeated after only ten or so rounds.
"Huashan Sword Technique?" Ye Guhong steadied himself. Although the Huashan Sword Technique was not a particularly profound martial arts manual, it was well-known in the martial arts world thanks to the reputation of the Huashan Sect.
As soon as he made his move, Ye Guhong easily recognized him.
Yue Lingshan did not answer him, her expression as she gripped the sword grew even more stubborn.
She could see that she was no match for her opponent, but she was unwilling to admit defeat easily. This was not only about her senior brother's reputation, but also about Huashan Mountain, for which she could not back down.
During the few seconds of their standoff, Linghu Chong quickly spoke up: "Junior sister, come back quickly. Since he says I'm no good, it's time for me to compete with him."
At any other time, he might have been able to laugh it off, but now his junior sister was there and speaking up for him. If he backed down, he would be letting down his junior sister who stood up for him.
Linghu Chong pointed his sword forward. Although he was only holding an ordinary iron sword, which was uniformly issued to all Huashan disciples, it exuded an aura of overwhelming power in his hands.
"They bullied my junior sister, so we're definitely going to have a good fight today."
Ye Guhong, who was already intending to teach this arrogant brat a lesson on behalf of Ximen Chuixue, turned his sword and pointed it directly at him upon hearing his words.
However, it was Linghu Chong who made the first move. He twirled his sword in his hand and immediately unleashed a perfectly executed "Huashan Sword Technique".
Ye Guhong did not immediately underestimate the two combatants because they used the same swordsmanship. Instead, he countered with his own most proficient moves.
"...Do you know what I've been most afraid of since I opened this shop?"
Yue Lingshan was startled by the faint sound behind her, and only after seeing Lu Yusheng's mournful face did she belatedly realize that she felt guilty.
I think she was the first one to make a move...
Lu Yusheng sighed: "I was just making breakfast, frying eggs, when I heard a lot of clanging and banging behind me. I thought the pot was going to explode."
Upon hearing this, Yue Lingshan felt even more guilty, especially after the shopkeeper used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of the golden-yellow, neatly sliced tamagoyaki and put it in her mouth.
"I...I don't have much money..." She chewed as she rummaged through her pockets. Yue Buqun knew his eldest disciple's fondness for alcohol, so he didn't dare let him manage all the money. Therefore, Yue Lingshan also had some money.
She took out all the money she had, kept only what she needed, and stuffed the rest into Lu Yusheng's hand holding the chopsticks.
"Huh? That's not what I meant." Lu Yusheng was forced to clench his fists to prevent the coins from slipping, and patiently said to Yue Lingshan, "Don't worry, I will give the fairest price after the evaluation."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "The medicine that man applied yesterday was given to him by Young Master Linghu, so we'll have him pay more for it."
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