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Chapter 40: Blood Sword Yin Wuji
Chapter 40: Blood Sword Yin Wuji
Sun Xiaohong's question was, of course, on everyone's mind in the inn.
The Elder of Heaven's Secrets scanned the room and his gaze finally landed on You Longsheng. He shook his head and said, "That is a secret of the Shaolin Temple. How would an old man like me know about it?"
The only ones who knew the inside story were the divine monks of Shaolin Temple, Li Tanzhi, and Afeng, leaving only You Longsheng, the young master of the Sword Hiding Villa, who had always been involved in the matter.
However, with Li Tanzhi and Afeng leaving Shaolin Temple together, it proved that Shaolin Temple had identified Li Tanzhi as not being the Plum Blossom Thief, putting an end to the discussion."
"What about the real Plum Blossom Thief then?" Sun Xiaohong asked.
"The real Plum Blossom Thief..." The Elder of Heaven's Secrets took a puff from his dry tobacco pipe, exhaling a puff of smoke that dissipated into the air. "Even if the real Plum Blossom Thief is still alive, he wouldn't dare show his face again."
"Why?"
"Because both Li Tanzhi and the Flying Sword Hero are after him. If he dares to show up, he won't be able to escape their pursuit or the judgment of Shaolin Temple," the Elder of Heaven's Secrets explained. "With two such powerful masters and leaders of the martial arts world on his trail, do you think he'd still dare to show his face?"
Sun Xiaohong clapped her hands and laughed, "Of course not! So, even if the Plum Blossom Thief is still alive, isn't he as good as dead?"
The Elder of Heaven's Secrets nodded, "If he still wants to come out, he'll have to find a way to disable those two masters first."
Sun Xiaohong smiled, "Then isn't that harder than climbing the heavens?"
The Elder of Heaven's Secrets nodded with a smile, "Indeed, it's harder than climbing the heavens."
As his words trailed off, a scoff was heard from within the inn. Everyone turned to see a swordsman holding a wine cup, a cold smile on his face.
"The Little Li Flying Dagger never misses its mark. That's quite a bold claim. My ears have grown calloused from hearing it so often. I was just about to seek him out for a match to see whose dagger is faster."
The swordsman turned to the Elder of Heaven's Secrets, "Old man, since you know he left Shaolin, do you know where he is now?"
The Elder of Heaven's Secrets examined the swordsman's blade, hands, and feet before shaking his head, "I'm just a storyteller wandering the rivers and lakes. How would I know the whereabouts of a great master like Li Xunhuan?"
"Who is this swordsman, boasting without even wearing shoes? Li's flying dagger is unmatched, even by Yi Ku and the Five Poisonous Boys. Where do you rank on the Weapon Rankings, and what achievements do you have to your name?" one of the drinking big men suddenly mocked.
The three swordsmen turned their heads in unison, and the six big men did not back down either, all standing up.
"What, you want to spar? We are the Yellow River Seven Monsters, roaming the lands of Henan and Hebei, and we've never feared anyone!" a bald man said coldly.
"Yellow River Seven Monsters?" One of the swordsmen scoffed. "Why are there only six of you?"
"You're asking for death!"
The leader, a tall and sturdy man, bellowed angrily. He picked up the nine-ring broadsword by his side and brandished it with one hand, pointing it at the three swordsmen. "Who are you, daring to come to the Yellow River to start a wildfire?"
The nine-ring broadsword was a palm's width wide, with a handle that was a foot long, and it weighed at least twenty catties. The big man held it steady with one hand, showing his considerable strength and indicating that he was no weakling.
However, the swordsman was unfazed, narrowing his eyes as he gripped the hilt of his sword.
A major battle was about to break out.
Feng Wan quietly moved closer to You Longsheng and whispered, "The Yellow River Seven Monsters have always conducted their business on the banks of the Yellow River without any capital. They are not weak in martial arts, and they have good eyesight.
You Longsheng nodded. The Yellow River Seven Monsters had made an appearance in the original novel, where the leader was easily intimidated by Tie Chuanjia, and the second-in-command recognized Li Xunhuan, leading them to quietly retreat. These two characteristics could indeed be used to identify them.
For ordinary martial artists, they were not weak, and their judgment was indeed quite good.
The big man had just mocked them, apparently because they had been scared away by Li Xunhuan before. Now, they were naturally boasting about Li Xunhuan's prowess to indicate that their own group was not incompetent, despite having been frightened by him.
You Longsheng watched the two groups with great interest. This was the first time since his transmigration that he was completely in the role of a bystander, observing a battle between two groups of martial artists, and he felt his excitement rising.
"Chk!"
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Swish!"
In just three moves, the nine-ring broadsword was knocked away and embedded in a pillar, its iron rings jingling.
The tall and slender man, clutching his wrist, took several steps back, his fingers dripping with blood from a slash on his wrist that nearly severed his tendons.
"Swish!"
Two single-edged swords, an Emei spike, a pair of short spears, and a chain spear were drawn in unison, forming a protective barrier around the tall man.
"We concede defeat today. Please leave your names so the Yellow River Seven Monsters can remember your greatness!"
"Then listen well. We are..."
"Clang!"
The inn's main door swung open, and a figure clad in scarlet strode in from the dark and snowy night.
All eyes turned to the newcomer, who wore a red outfit and a flowing scarlet cape. A blood-red longsword with a scarlet sheath hung at his waist, and his sharp brows and eyes exuded an air of fierceness tinged with gloom.
"Mo Bei San Dao, are you the ones who killed Chu Qi, the Red Wind Sword, at Fengling Ferry?"
The swordsman who had been interrupted narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "Who are you, seeking revenge for Chu Qi?"
Though he didn't answer, it was as good as an admission.
The newcomer's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "Do you not know that Chu Qi, the Red Wind Sword, was a disciple of Blood Sword Yin Wuji?"
"So what if we do? Are you Blood Sword Yin Wuji?"
A sinister smile finally appeared on Yin Wuji's face. "Indeed, I am Blood Sword Yin Wuji."
In the next instant, Yin Wuji lunged forward, his body resembling a burst of blood, aiming straight for the trio.
"Seeking death!"
"Kill!"
Yin Wuji's aura was far beyond what the Yellow River Seven Monsters could contend with. The other two swordsmen drew their blades as well, and the three long swords transformed into three dazzling arcs of light, forming a triangle that targeted Yin Wuji's neck, chest, and dantian.
"Chk!"
Yin Wuji finally unsheathed his sword, its blade an eerie blood-red. Without dodging or evading, he met the incoming sword light head-on, then twisted his body, slipping through the deadly triangle at the last moment.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
"Ahhh!"
You Longsheng watched intently as the three swordsmen displayed considerable skill, but Yin Wuji was clearly superior. His movements and sword techniques were top-notch, and he changed his attacks swiftly, striking with deadly precision. Despite the three swordsmen's united effort, they couldn't land a hit on him.
However, their own bodies were sprayed with blood time and again.
"Retreat!"
One of the swordsmen roared and attempted to leap out of the inn, but as soon as his feet left the ground, he felt a chill at his ankle, and his leg went limp, causing him to stumble back.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
In the next moment, Yin Wuji's blood-red sword slashed across the necks of the three swordsmen.
Mo Bei San Dao, who had just been boasting about challenging Li Xunhuan and intimidating the Yellow River Seven Monsters, now lay dead.
You Longsheng clicked his tongue in admiration. The world of Gu Long was indeed a place where disputes were settled with unsheathed blades. The story of Li Xunhuan was but a famous snippet in this brutal and chaotic realm, and countless other tales were unfolding at every moment.
Even the minor characters mentioned in passing in the original novel had their own stories to tell.
Then, You Longsheng noticed Yin Wuji turning to look at him.
Yin Wuji fixed his gaze on You Longsheng, who casually popped another peanut into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed before responding nonchalantly, "Was my little performance entertaining?"
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PS: A little interaction: Does anyone remember where Blood Sword Yin Wuji was mentioned in the original novel?
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