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Chapter 475: Yan Thirteen
Chapter 475: Yan Thirteen
The innkeeper twisted her waist and pouted, unable to hold back her curiosity any longer. "Aside from his face looking a little old, he's not old at all in other aspects."
The innkeeper spoke from experience, and Tie Kaicheng agreed. After all, he had shown her his prowess, and he had also taught his previous self a sword technique.
"He was here just seven or eight days ago. He should be arriving soon," the innkeeper said, sounding a little expectant. Then, glancing at Tie Kaicheng, she added, "If you're looking for him, you might as well wait for him here."
"I want to test if it's true that you can take on three people at once," the innkeeper said, glancing at Li Zhenzhen and Sun Xingyu, who were sitting by the door of the inn, as well as the two helpers who were pretending to work outside but were secretly peeking inside.
Tie Kaicheng took out an ingot of silver and placed it on the counter. "Prepare dinner, and give me four more rooms."
"Three," Li Zhenzhen said.
"Two," Sun Xingyu added.
Rong Zhengjie swallowed his saliva and remained silent.
The innkeeper nodded and gave Tie Kaicheng a coquettish look. "I believe you."
When Tie Kaicheng sat back down, the two helpers had already brought out the braised meat and brewed wine, which were simple village fare but tasted quite good.
Li Zhenzhen and Sun Xingyu didn't ask any questions and simply joined Tie Kaicheng for the meal.
Coincidentally, just as they were halfway through the meal, heavy footsteps could be heard from the maple forest, followed by a hoarse voice calling out, "I caught a basket of fish! Come and take them!"
At these words, the innkeeper's eyes lit up, and the two helpers immediately rushed out. They soon returned, carrying a large bamboo basket between them, huffing and puffing as they brought the fish into the kitchen.
The next moment, an elderly man wearing a green straw hat and a green cloak, revealing a head of messy hair mixed with gray and white, walked into the inn. The basket of fish that had clearly required the strength of both helpers to carry did not seem to have tired him at all.
Then the old man noticed Tie Kaicheng.
Of course, Tie Kaicheng had also seen the old man, and he immediately called out to the innkeeper, "Bring us another ten pounds of wine!"
He gestured to Rong Zhengjie, who was sitting opposite him, to move aside, and then Tie Kaicheng stood up to greet the old man. "Master."
Master?!
Not only was Rong Zhengjie startled, but Li Zhenzhen and Sun Xingyu were also surprised. Was this old man actually Tie Kaicheng's master?
They had never heard of Tie Kaicheng having a master. Weren't his martial arts skills a family heirloom—the One Hundred and Thirty-Two Styles of the Chasing Wind Linked Sword?
Wait, there was a rumor in the martial arts world that Tie Kaicheng had learned the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords from Yan Thirteen!
Li Zhenzhen and Sun Xingyu's gazes toward the old man were filled with surprise. Could this unimpressive-looking old man be the legendary Life-Taking Swordsman who had once shocked the world and then mysteriously disappeared?
"Don't call me master. I'm not your master," the old man said indifferently.
Tie Kaicheng nodded and didn't insist, and Yan Thirteen didn't seem surprised by his reaction.
Back then, Yan Thirteen had accidentally rescued Tie Kaicheng and, seeing his talent, couldn't bear to take his Life-Taking Thirteen Swords to the grave. So he passed on the sword techniques to Tie Kaicheng but never allowed him to call himself a master or get too close.
However, Tie Kaicheng insisted on doing so. He was an honest and sincere man, and every time they met, he would address Yan Thirteen as master. After Yan Thirteen objected, Tie Kaicheng would omit the subject in his sentences but continued to hold Yan Thirteen in high regard in his heart.
His previous self had respected Yan Thirteen, and Tie Kaicheng was also grateful to him. If it weren't for Yan Thirteen teaching him the sword techniques, how could he have possibly derived the fifteenth Life-Taking Sword in such a short time?
"Then let's drink," Tie Kaicheng said with a smile.
"Drinking is fine," Yan Thirteen nodded and sat down opposite Tie Kaicheng without ceremony. He glanced at Li Zhenzhen and then at Sun Xingyu before turning to Tie Kaicheng and saying, "These two women are not bad. You finally have good taste."
Tie Kaicheng laughed. "It's not that I've improved my taste, but that there are very few women in this world who can surpass these two."
These words greatly satisfied Sun Xingyu and Li Zhenzhen, not only because they were spoken by Tie Kaicheng but also because they were heard by Yan Thirteen.
Yan Thirteen also smiled, but then he added a remark that deflated Tie Kaicheng's pride a little. "But I've only seen one such woman."
"I know," Tie Kaicheng said.
"You know?" Yan Thirteen asked.
"It's Murong Qiudi," Tie Kaicheng replied.
Yan Thirteen nodded. "Indeed."
Sun Xingyu and Li Zhenzhen exchanged a glance. The name Murong Qiudi was already famous in their ears. She was the acting head of the Murong family in the Seven Star Pond in Jiangnan. Not only was she highly skilled in martial arts, but she had also single-handedly established the Tianzun organization, which dominated Jiangnan and shocked the world.
Such a woman was so capable that she had even surpassed the heads of the seven sword sects, and her power could be compared to that of the Demon Sect Leader. However, while the Demon Sect had been inherited, the Tianzun organization was something Murong Qiudi had created herself.
Murong Qiudi!
This name had already been etched into Sun Xingyu's heart, and Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but clench her fist under the table. She wanted to become the leader of the Seven Sects Alliance precisely to counter Murong Qiudi's influence!
"So what if you've seen her? Murong Qiudi is Xie Xiaofeng's woman," Tie Kaicheng said.
Yan Thirteen couldn't refute this, but he didn't envy Xie Xiaofeng or Tie Kaicheng in the slightest. He could see the ambition in the eyes of these two women, and such women always meant trouble. He hated trouble the most.
So Yan Thirteen could only drink.
"You came all the way from the Central Plains to find me, and you're treating me with just this lousy inn's rice wine?" Yan Thirteen asked.
Tie Kaicheng sighed. "The wine I usually drink isn't much better than this."
Yan Thirteen drank a bowl of wine and said, "You're living a hard life."
Tie Kaicheng drank along with him and said, "It's much easier now."
Yan Thirteen raised an eyebrow and said indifferently, "I think your life should be even harder."
"I know the secret technique of the Taoist Mysterious Transmission Room, and at the age of eighty, I can still bed ten women in one night," Tie Kaicheng said in a similarly indifferent tone, but his words attracted everyone's attention.
Even Yan Thirteen, who was usually indifferent, almost spat out the wine in his mouth.
"That's not what I meant," Yan Thirteen said, then paused and added, "Do you think it's too late for me to learn it now?"
Yan Thirteen had devoted his life to the sword, but he was not a rigid and unbending person like Ximen Chuixue. Although he had challenged Xie Xiaofeng without regard for his life, he would also drink and visit brothels with crows. It was only after learning of Xie Xiaofeng's death that he lost his motivation and went into seclusion.
Aside from his sacred attitude toward what he considered a holy duel, Yan Thirteen was not an icy person.
"You're only in your forties. Of course, it's not too late," Tie Kaicheng nodded. "I guarantee that after you learn it, you'll be able to conquer all the girls in a single night."
"Good!" Yan Thirteen nodded and drank another bowl of wine before asking, "Why did you come looking for me because of these two women? What's the matter?"
(End of Chapter)
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