Chapter 149: Speak with a Sword?

Chapter 149: Speak with a Sword?

Why Not Kneel?

Ridiculous!

Before Lord Immortal Sheep, I cross my legs and sit every day! I've come all this way, and you expect me to kneel to your Lord Boreas?

"I have a deity, and I cannot kneel," Lu Ran said solemnly.

"Oh?" The youth in white, with a suspicious look on his face, glanced at the two Tang knives in Lu Ran's embrace, "You're not a disciple of Lord Boreas?"

Lu Ran shook his head.

It had to be admitted that Lu Ran was indeed impressive and full of charisma.

First, there were the two Tang knives in Lu Ran's embrace.

They had been nurtured by the blood of countless demons on the battlefield.

Moreover, Lu Ran's demeanor was genuine and well-deserving of the title "Swordsman."

Throwing him into the crowd of Northwind followers would indeed be highly misleading!

"Hmph." The youth in white snorted coldly, "It's best if you're not, or we'll have to enforce the sect's rules."

"Are you sick?" Si Xianxian was displeased, "Who would tell such a lie?"

The white-clad youth ignored Si Xianxian and continued to stare at Lu Ran, "If you're not a Northwind follower, that's fine.

But shouldn't you have the proper etiquette? You've come to our Boreas City to meet our deity, and you won't even bow or show respect?"

"You—" Si Xianxian wanted to speak up, but Lu Ran firmly gripped her shoulder.

Lu Ran's expression remained stoic, "Everyone has their way of paying respects to a deity.

I admire Lord Boreas's splendor, and I believe that's sufficient respect. What's wrong with that?"

"You think that's sufficient respect?" The white-clad youth's expression turned sour, genuinely believing that the youth was being disrespectful to Lord Boreas, "You were making a ruckus outside the city gates.

Do you think that's showing respect?"

Lu Ran pursed his lips.

The rules of the Northwind Sect were indeed quite strict.

If you were talking about being inside the city or encountering a grand hall, it would be understandable to not allow talking.

But at the bustling city gates, I can't even call out to a friend?

"Let's go." Lu Ran gripped Si Xianxian's shoulder and led her out of the city gates.

There were indeed some things that Lu Ran found difficult to do.

For instance, truly and sincerely showing respect, or bowing his head.

"Where are you going?" The youth in white frowned.

Lu Ran turned back, his eyes rarely showing a hint of gloom, "What, you won't even let us leave?"

The white-clad youth asked, "Have you made things clear?"

"Do I need to make things clear?" Lu Ran stared at him, barely holding back, "Or do you want to use a sword to make things clear?"

"Huh?" The white-clad youth was shocked!

For a moment, he stood there, stunned.

He never expected this youth to be so bold!

This was the territory of the Northwind Sect.

And this youth was telling a city guard that he wanted to use a sword to clarify things? Setting aside the territory and the guards, who in this world would dare to tell a Northwind follower that they wanted to use a sword to speak?

"Wow, you're so cool," Si Xianxian murmured.

She gazed at Lu Ran's profile, feeling satisfied. She had been held down by Lu Ran, who wouldn't let her speak, let alone act out.

As a result, you won't let me speak, but you can't hold it in! Seeing that the other party wasn't responding, Lu Ran snorted and continued walking out of the city gates:

"If I'm not welcome, I'll just leave."

The white-clad youth's face turned rigid, and he snapped out of his astonishment, "When did we say you're not welcome?

I'm just telling you to follow the rules here!"

"What's all the noise about?" Another deep voice echoed.

The youth's face turned ashen, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Lu Ran turned to see a middle-aged man, also dressed in simple, white armor, just like the youth.

Apparently, the Northwind followers in the city wore similar attire.

The man looked at Lu Ran with a stern expression, "Whether you're a follower of another deity or an ordinary person, Boreas City welcomes all who come to pay respects to the deity."

Lu Ran's palm remained firmly on Si Xianxian's shoulder, gripping it tightly.

The meaning was clear; he didn't want this hothead to speak.

Si Xianxian was indeed a bit more comfortable, but after hearing the white-clad youth's words, her anger rose again!

However, her body was honest, and under Lu Ran's grip, she could only stomp her feet hard.

The man clearly saw the girl's dissatisfaction and asked, "Why have you come here?"

Lu Ran replied, "To see the world and gain experience in the demon lair."

The man nodded, "Remember to follow all the rules in the city. Please proceed."

"Hmph." Si Xianxian glared at the white-clad youth in the distance, then dragged Lu Ran into the city.

After taking only a few steps, she started grumbling, "That guy is sick; he's just looking for trouble."

Lu Ran said, "We're on their turf, so we follow their rules. Nothing wrong with that."

Whether the rules themselves were reasonable was another matter.

Si Xianxian scoffed, "What's the big deal about shouting?

That guy just saw a lot of people around and wanted to show off his authority! And since it's his own doorstep, he's even more confident!

I've seen plenty of cowards like him."

"Alright." Lu Ran patted Si Xianxian's shoulder, "We're in, and they didn't force me to bow or show respect."

Si Xianxian huffed, "Either he misjudged your identity, or with so many people watching, he couldn't back down, so he's picking a fight!"

"Alright, alright."

"You're like a clay Buddha, with no anger at all, which is also wrong." Si Xianxian turned to look at Lu Ran.

She suddenly raised her elbow and playfully rested it on Lu Ran's shoulder.

Lu Ran's expression turned wary, "What are you doing?"

Si Xianxian's lips curved up, "You were pretty cool when you stood up to him, right?"

Lu Ran remained silent, embracing the two knives as he walked down the ancient-style street.

Haha~" Si Xianxian's laughter was unrestrained, "Next time I encounter such a situation, I'll allow you to add a few swear words to your speech."

Lu Ran: ". . ."

This big girl, her emotions switch too fast, right?

Like this, will she really not get sick?

Hmm. Alright, she's already a patient.

Poisoned by a deity.

The illness is called Blazing Heaven.

"I believe you, Sister Xianxian." Si Xianxian's face was full of affirmation, "Adding a few swear words will make it more powerful!"

Lu Ran suddenly turned his head and looked towards the street on his right.

The street was bustling with people.

Since it was called Northwind "City," it was naturally on a grand scale.

Lu Ran used his sharp vision to see the ancient-style commercial street, with inns and taverns aplenty.

"That's right, I checked online when I came here, and there's a commercial street." Si Xianxian muttered as she took a step inside, "How could it be quiet?"

"Do you want to eat tanghulu?" Lu Ran suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Si Xianxian was staring at the tavern when she suddenly heard Lu Ran's words, and she was a little surprised.

"I'll buy it for you." Lu Ran gestured towards a distant vendor.

"Heh." Si Xianxian gave a light laugh, "Not bad, Sister Xianxian didn't hurt you for nothing."

"Eating sweets will make you feel better." Lu Ran said as he took a step forward.

But in his heart, he was secretly mocking: "You really do make me hurt."

Headache~

Then, Lu Ran spent a full 25 yuan to buy a hawthorn candy skewer.

This time, not only did Lu Ran get a headache, but he also felt a little heartache.

No wonder it's a city under the feet of deities, in the territory of the North Wind sect! It's a real money-making place!

Maintaining this city must require a considerable amount of funds.

The two strolled east and west, feeling as if they had traveled back in time to ancient times.

However, they didn't have much interest in going deep inside to pay respects to the deity.

After finishing their tour, they would likely head straight to the Demon Dungeon.

"Go straight ahead and turn right." At an intersection, Si Xianxian looked up at the sign, "Martial Arena."

"Do you want to go and see?" Lu Ran was quite tempted.

Si Xianxian looked at Lu Ran, "We didn't go to Chang'an or Guangfo, but instead came to this icy place.

It's all because of you, sword master!

By watching the North Wind believers practice martial arts, maybe you can secretly learn a few moves."

Lu Ran gestured to her mouth, "Sugar."

"Hmm." Si Xianxian stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her lips.

Then, she showed a sweet smile.

Lu Ran was right; eating sweets indeed made people happy.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ran secretly smiled to himself, thinking that the 25 yuan was worth it.

The two had been wandering in the city for a long time, and Si Xianxian had already finished her hawthorn candy skewer and was still savoring the taste.

Now, she was suddenly informed that there were still traces of sugar at the corners of her mouth, which was an unexpected delight!

"Let's go!" Si Xianxian took the lead.

"Sure, but you mustn't fight with anyone." Lu Ran followed quickly.

"Not even sparring?" Si Xianxian's attitude was good, probably because she had just eaten something sweet.

"No."

"Why not?" Si Xianxian looked like she had no self-awareness.

"I'm afraid you'll kill someone." Lu Ran's gaze and words were both solemn.

Si Xianxian: ". . ."

This was indeed an irrefutable statement.

Sometimes, Si Xianxian was afraid of herself.

The two headed northeast towards the North Wind City, leaving the bustling commercial area behind. The atmosphere around them became noticeably solemn.

From a distance, Lu Ran heard loud shouts and the crisp sound of weapons clashing.

The sky continued to sprinkle snow, and occasionally, cold winds blew through.

The Martial Arena, however, was bustling with activity and filled with people.

"I'm starting to feel it!" Si Xianxian's eyes lit up.

The Martial Arena was quite large.

In the center of the arena, a group of men and women in white martial arts attire were collectively practicing their knife techniques.

They were very serious, and they didn't mind others observing and learning from them.

In fact, North Wind believers from all over the country who came to pay respects to the deity would often come to the Martial Arena to seek guidance from these "Inner Disciples."

It's not that the believers living in North Wind City had particularly high status or rank.

But it's undeniable that they were more likely to receive guidance from the deity, North Wind.

Under the deity's instruction, these believers who were qualified to live in the city had the responsibility to teach knife techniques.

Any North Wind believer who came here only needed to show their identity, and believers from the city would teach them without charge.

If you were a believer of another deity, the North Wind sect would be generous and wouldn't kick you out, but they also wouldn't provide one-on-one instruction.

If you wanted to learn, you could quietly observe and learn on your own.

"Let's go, let's go over there first!" Si Xianxian became more excited, pointing to a nearby grove.

The central arena was surrounded by trees on three sides, and in the snowy forest, there was a small grove that was packed with people!

Clearly, most people preferred to watch a fight.

"Slow down, slow down." Lu Ran was pulled by Si Xianxian and rushed into the grove.

In the nearest training ground, a pair of North Wind believers were fighting with great enthusiasm.

Their bodies were covered in water flow armor, and their knife blades flickered with a cold light.

Occasionally, strong winds would blow, causing the trees to sway and the frost to dance.

"Wow~" Lu Ran was quickly captivated by the sight.

The man and woman on the field were both fierce, their attacks relentless, and every move was lethal, targeting vital points!

Yes,

It was exactly like this!

Only with such momentum could they truly repel the demons!

Lu Ran was watching with rapt attention when a displeased voice came from behind him:

"Didn't you just tell me you wanted to speak with your knife?"

(End of Chapter)

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