Chapter 342 Showing You Some Respect! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
The echoes reverberated in the private room.
It was as empty as a wilderness or forest, and you couldn't hear any sounds from the outside world.
Chen Yi knew that this was caused by Ye Guxian's swordsmanship absorbing and concentrating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the private room.
Like the sorcery of "Jackal" Du Cang.
Outsiders cannot hear anything about this private room, nor can they hear or see the people and things outside the room.
Chen Yi sat upright at the table, staring directly at Ye Guxian, remaining silent.
After what happened with Bai Daxian, he didn't believe that the Xuanwu Concealing Breath Technique could hide from Ye Guxian.
The truth cannot be hidden.
Chen Yi just couldn't figure out why Ye Guxian had specifically called him here by name.
Because his swordsmanship progressed so rapidly?
Or is it because of something else?
Chen Yi had no idea. After thinking for a moment, he looked away, picked up the wine pot, poured himself a cup of wine, and said:
"Senior, please."
Without waiting for Ye Guxian's response, he drank it all in one gulp.
Since we're here, let's make the best of it.
Since he can neither dodge nor fight back, "remaining unchanged in the face of all changes" becomes the only solution.
Ye Guxian, however, watched him coldly and indifferently as he calmly poured and drank the wine, then put down his glass.
A few breaths later.
Ye Guxian withdrew his gaze, picked up his wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
The sharp sword intent within the private room dissipated somewhat.
However, Ye Guxian showed no sign of stopping, filling and drinking cup after cup until the pot of wine was empty.
Chen Yi stared at him blankly.
The person who invited him over for drinks is now drinking alone in silence...
Why bother having him come?
Chen Yi was truly confused now.
Seeing that Ye Guxian had already opened the seal of the second jar of wine, Chen Yi had no choice but to open a jar as well.
This time, however, he didn't use a small wine glass. Instead, he took an empty bowl, filled it, held it to his chest with both hands, and said as usual, "Senior, please."
Then, he gulped it down in one go.
The spicy Langjiu slid down my throat, and a warm current flowed through my chest and abdomen.
Chen Yi clicked his tongue twice and started eating with his chopsticks.
Crispy fried peanuts, cold beef, hand-pulled lamb...
Chen Yi ate and drank, no longer thinking about Ye Guxian's intentions, and just focused on filling his stomach.
Seeing his actions, Ye Guxian put down the wine cup in her hand and then replaced it with a large bowl.
He poured the wine to the brim, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, he followed Chen Yi's example and ate the snacks on the table.
Then came the second bowl, the third bowl...
One jar, two jars, three jars...
In just half an hour, Chen Yi and Ye Guxian finished the six jars of wine in the private room.
Neither of them used their true energy to counteract the effects of the alcohol, and after drinking three jars of wine, their faces turned a liverish color.
Ye Guxian shook the wine jar, and a few drops of wine fell into the bowl. His usually expressionless face showed a slight frown.
He glanced at the half-empty flask of Langjiu beside Chen Yi and said, "Give it to me."
Chen Yi held the wine pot, but did not hand it over.
He exhaled a breath of alcohol, and, emboldened by the alcohol, asked, "Senior, you summoned me here just to...drink?"
Ye Guxian glanced at him, then her gaze fell on the wine pot, and she raised her finger slightly.
The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth pressed down on Chen Yi like a mountain.
Caught off guard, Chen Yi's body slumped, almost crushed by the immense and overwhelming force formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
He suddenly gritted his teeth, unleashing a full-blown burst of martial arts techniques, including fists, guns, knives, swords, footwork, and body techniques.
Even so, in this private room that felt like a cage, he only managed to snatch a sliver of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
But even this little bit was enough for Chen Yi.
He slightly moved his fingers holding the wine pot, and a cracking sound was heard as the porcelain wine pot was covered with cracks.
If any more force is used, the wine pot will surely shatter.
Chen Yi stared at Ye Guxian and forced a smile: "Senior, this wine is mine."
He wanted to use this method to tell Ye Guxian—respect me a little, but don't push your luck.
Ye Guxian could see through his intentions. He looked at the porcelain pot that was slowly leaking wine, then raised his hand and dispersed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Chen Yi relaxed slightly.
Fortunately, Tiger Girl had told him some things about Ye Gu Xian beforehand, which allowed him to conclude that Ye Gu Xian was not a bloodthirsty person.
After all, if he were bloodthirsty and cruel, how could he not slaughter the entire Le family under such hatred?
Chen Yi loosened his grip on the wine pot slightly, and poured a glass of wine for each of them, saying:
"Senior Sword Master, please."
Ye Guxian glanced at his hand, then at the wine glass in front of her. The blush on her face faded slightly, and her eyes became clearer.
Clearly, they don't intend to continue drinking.
Gongye Bai said that before he could spar with me, he needed to have a competition between juniors.
"His choice is the man in the Wind and Rain Tower."
Chen Yi noticed that he was staring straight at him, and glanced at the wine glass next to him, secretly pursing his lips.
She even complained that the drink had touched his hand. Does having "snow" in her name make her seem pure and innocent?
Thinking this, Chen Yi finished his drink and, pretending not to understand, said:
"The Wind and Rain Tower, its fame is like thunder."
"I reckon the person Senior Master Bai chose must be his disciple, Shui Hetong?"
"That's a formidable figure. I've heard of his reputation long ago. He's said to be exceptionally talented, not only inheriting the mantle of Master Bai but also forging his own unique style of boxing."
After Chen Yi finished his half-truthful fabrication, he looked at Ye Guxian seriously and said, "I wonder who the person you chose is, senior? They must also be a genius of unparalleled talent?"
Ye Guxian stared at him and uttered a single word: "You."
"I?"
Chen Yi pointed to himself and said with a smile, "Senior is joking. My cultivation is insufficient and my skills are low. How could I be a match for Shui Hetong?"
He knew this person's visit was up to no good; it turned out they had this scheme in mind.
Let him go and fight against the rising star of the martial arts world chosen by Master Bai... Is he just bored or what?
Ye Guxian seemed to have anticipated his response, and said in a cold tone:
"Gongye Bai asked me to choose you, and he also told me that as long as he said three words to you, you would agree."
"Um?"
"Xiao Jinghong".
Chen Yi's smile froze, and he crushed the wine pot in his hand to pieces.
He stared at Ye Guxian for a long time before smiling again, "Since you think highly of me, senior, then I will give it a try."
"However, senior also knows that my current cultivation level is no match for Shui Hetong. If I lose, you cannot blame me for not trying my best."
Damn it.
Bai Daxian.
Ye Guxian.
Those two shameless old geezers actually dared to threaten him; they really... had no demeanor whatsoever of a senior master.
Ye Guxian seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and the blush on her face thinned slightly as she said:
"If you win, I promise to do something for you."
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and said, "Anything?"
"Can."
"Going to the Le family... Senior, please don't be angry, I was just joking."
Seeing Chen Yi with a sword blade suddenly protruding from between his eyebrows, he chuckled twice and said, "This junior will certainly do his best in this matter."
Shui Hetong is said to have already reached the upper three ranks in cultivation, with a high level of boxing skills, possessing the power to "overturn thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with his fists".
In addition, he is, after all, a disciple of Master Bai, so his skills are bound to be excellent.
His strength is no less than that of "Jackal" Du Cang and Yan Jingchen.
Chen Yi was not confident.
But thinking about it carefully, he might as well give it a try.
A promise from someone like Ye Guxian carries immense weight; if used properly, it can be a powerful weapon capable of stopping a thousand armies.
As a result, Chen Yi's resistance weakened somewhat.
When Ye Guxian saw that he had agreed, her lips moved slightly as if she had said a few words to someone.
A short while later.
The waiter from Yunqinglou carried in six jars of wine, arranged them respectfully, and then backed away.
Chen Yi looked at the wine and then at Ye Guxian, whose complexion had returned to normal. He circulated his true energy to digest the wine in his stomach.
Ye Guxian didn't care about his actions. As before, she knocked off the paper covering the wine jar, poured the wine, and drank it.
Chen Yi had no choice but to risk his life to accompany the gentleman.
After several rounds of drinks...
After Ye Guxian finished the second jar of wine, he looked at him and suddenly said, "Your talent is the best I have ever seen in my life."
Chen Yi opened the third jar of Langjiu and said with a smile, "Senior, you flatter me. I was just lucky."
Ye Guxian shook his head slightly, "Human strength has its limits. Even someone as powerful as Gongye Bai could only cultivate three paths."
"As for me, I have only reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and footwork."
"You have made great achievements in body, footwork, fist, spear, knife and sword, which is rare in the world."
Seeing that he kept praising him, Chen Yi felt displeased and became somewhat wary.
"Senior... is there anything else you need?"
Ye Guxian actually nodded directly, his tone softening slightly, changing from indifference to calmness:
"Two years from now, there will be a debate on Taoism in the South China Sea. If you have reached the pinnacle of your Taoism, you may go and witness it."
"Debating and competing to be the first?"
"Yes, people from Wei, the barbarians, Vaishsa, and even Japan will go there."
Chen Yi's expression shifted slightly as he cautiously asked, "Are they all senior masters of the same level as you and Master Bai?"
Ye Guxian nodded slightly and said, "Gongye Bai, myself, and Abbess Jingci from Wumeng Mountain."
"Master Jingci, is she also of similar strength to you?"
Chen Yi had heard of Master Jingci before. Xiao Wan'er used to go to Wumeng Mountain every September and October to recuperate, and it was with the help of Master Jingci.
He only thought that Master Jingci was skilled in medicine, but he never expected that she was actually a master like Ye Guxian and Bai Daxian.
Seeing Ye Guxian nod, Chen Yi said thoughtfully, "No wonder Master Bai came to Shuzhou; he came to invite Abbess Jingci."
He looked at Ye Guxian and said, "Was your duel with Senior Bai Daxian also because of the 'Debate on Dao' in the South China Sea?"
Ye Guxian nodded again, "A worthy opponent is hard to find, my hands are itching."
He paused, then shook his head and said, "Gongye Bai's visit to Shu Prefecture is not just about inviting me to exchange skills; there are other reasons as well."
Chen Yi strained his ears to listen more closely, but after waiting and waiting, there was still no further news, which made him somewhat helpless.
Fortunately, he wasn't very curious, otherwise he would have choked on his own after hearing just half a sentence.
"I don't know what 'discussing the Dao and competing for supremacy' means? Why did it require Senior Bai Daxian to personally invite us?"
Ye Guxian shook his head again and said, "It cannot be said."
"..."
Chen Yi thought to himself, guessing that his current cultivation and skills were not enough.
He didn't ask any more questions.
He then picked up the wine jar and gestured to Ye Guxian, saying, "Please."
Ye Guxian was straightforward and replied with a single word: "Come."
The two did not finish their battle until sunset.
The result was a draw, and each person drank ten jars of wine.
Even though they all possessed martial arts skills and could use their true energy to counteract the effects of alcohol, they were all somewhat drunk at this moment.
Chen Yi glanced at the sky outside the window, stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, senior. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."
Ye Guxian glanced at him, placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, and transformed into a streak of light.
It disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, staring wide-eyed at the spot where he had disappeared, and stood there for a long time.
"Damn it..."
Even with his good temper, Chen Yi was momentarily at a loss for words when faced with such a senior and accomplished person.
He could only curse in his heart.
There's no other way.
Ye Guxian has run away, so someone has to pay for the food and drinks in this private room.
Chen Yi shook his head and sighed, then swayed as he walked out of the private room and went downstairs to the counter to pay the bill.
"Mr. Qingzhou, here are twenty jars of fine Langjiu, one hundred taels of silver, and some food to accompany your drink."
With a blank expression, Chen Yi took out his money pouch, slapped down a silver note, turned and left Yunqing Tower, heading towards Baicaotang across the street.
He had to remember this debt—on September 29th of the 21st year of Anhe, "Snow Sword Lord" Ye Guxian owed him one hundred taels of silver!
Standing atop his longsword suspended in the sky, Ye Guxian looked down at Chen Yi, who was walking into the Hundred Herbs Hall. A rare smile appeared on his icy face.
"You have a good alcohol tolerance..."
Immediately, it transformed into a rainbow and disappeared.
...
With Ye Guxian, an unexpected person, causing trouble, Chen Yi's leisurely mood was completely ruined.
After arriving at the quiet room of Baicaotang, he asked Wang Ji to bring him paper and pen, and wrote down his arrangements one by one.
"Medicinal herb supply: Go to the mountain tribe as soon as possible. If asked, say it is Pei Guanli's name."
"The expansion of Shuzhou must not be slow. We should take Guangyuan and Fucheng as our base and spread outwards to the surrounding areas, striving to cover Shuzhou by the end of the year."
"Furthermore, we've purchased the five shops belonging to Xinglinzhai in the prefectural city; there will be no restrictions on the supply of tea..."
After writing down each and every matter, Chen Yi naturally started talking about other unrelated things.
Inquire about the current situation of Baicaotang, how much profit the pharmacy receives, and the whereabouts of the owner "Chen Yu," etc.
Wang Ji looked at the contents of the paper and answered with a smile.
After finishing their business, Chen Yi noticed that it was getting late and asked, "Are Guard Liu and Zhang Dabao not here?"
"They are now staying with the guards from the Tianshan Sect."
"As instructed by the boss, the expansion of Baicaotang is related to the Hou Mansion, so Guard Liu was asked to teach the other guards martial arts."
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and silently asked, "Liu Lang's idea?"
To everyone's surprise, Wang Ji shook his head. "It was the disciples of the Tianshan Sect who requested it themselves."
"Um?"
"I don't know the specifics, but I've heard that the Five Poisons Sect's attack on them made them lose face, and they all want to improve their cultivation as soon as possible."
"So Xue Duanyun went to Liu Lang and asked him to give some pointers to the others."
Chen Yi nodded knowingly, a smile appearing on his lips: "Liu Lang, you've finally done something serious."
Let's chat for a bit.
Chen Yi gave Wang Ji a few more instructions, then got up and left.
He didn't forget to pick up Pei Guanli at Jishi Pharmacy first, and then take her back to the Xiao family together.
Tiger Girl seemed to have gotten into some trouble, as she was sullen and quiet the whole way.
Although Chen Yi was also in a bad mood, he was carefree by nature and always tried to find a way to solve problems, so he smiled and said:
"How are things going with Liu'er?"
Pei Guanli snapped out of her daze and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Brother-in-law, is my talent in martial arts really that bad?"
Chen Yi chuckled, realizing the reason for her sullen mood.
"Of course you're not bad."
But it also depends on who you're comparing it to...
(End of this chapter)
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