Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Jiang Chen was wondering what Lord Xiahou would say. However, before Lord Xiahou could say anything, he felt a strong sense of danger.
He found Lord Xiahou was looking at him, as if their eyes had met, when he took a closer look! Jiang Chen held his breath and tensed his muscles, although he didnât know whether this would help or not.
âLord, whatâs wrong?â Fortunately, the woman extended her fair arm to Lord Xiahouâs chest, so that the latterâs scary face relaxed.
âNothing.â Lord Xiahou frowned. All heâd had was a feeling. He wasnât sure about anything.
Jiang Chen felt relieved. He hurried to leave the room, regardless of what they would say about him.
At least I know that I can be detected by great Venerables, Jiang Chen thought to himself.
Since he didnât know how many great Venerables there were in the manor, he was going to stop.
However, when he was pulling back his vision, he saw a figure flying into the manor from far away. The figure was flying at a slow speed, so there was little disturbance. If Jiang Chen hadnât happened to be there, he wouldnât have seen what the figure was doing, either.
That being said, the manor was deployed with a defensive grand formation. However secretly the figure had come, it just wouldnât work.
So, Jiang Chen wanted to see how things would end up.
To his surprise, the figure suddenly dove down after approaching the manor and started to climb slowly by knocking his or her weapon into the mountain wall. That happened to be the blind point of the manorâs tactical formation.
It didnât seem like the first time that the person had come here. Knowing the way pretty well, he snuck into the manor smoothly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He jumped a few times and landed in a pavilion on the top of the mountain. He did nothing special. All he did was check his clothing, patting dust off of himself and fiddling with his hair.
At that moment, the flash of a sword came from the upper beam of the pavilion, aimed at his head. He didnât do anything, as if he hadnât sensed it.
Jiang Chenâs position allowed him to see the smile appearing on the manâs face.
The flash of the sword moved away after hitting him and stopped next to him, then a young woman appeared. She was pretty and slim, her skin even whiter than snow.
âThief, how dare you intrude on the Xiahous territory at night! Do you want to die?â The woman yelled, but at the same time, she was smiling.
âXueâer.â The man turned around. Regardless of the blade, he pulled the woman into his arms.
The woman pretended to struggle, but she just let herself subdued. With a big sweet smile, she hugged the man.
Itâs a secret date. Jiang Chen tumbled to the realization. He was leaving, but at the thought of how the man had called the woman, he took a closer look at the womanâs face and clothing. He decided to watch them a little bit longer.
If he wasnât mistaken, the woman was Lord Xiahouâs daughter, Xueâer.
So, she isnât at a crucial moment of practicing. Sheâs just in love with someone, Jiang Chen thought. He wasnât angry. He just thought it was interesting.
âIâve heard. Your father is going to marry you to that guy called Jiang Chen. Is it true?â the man said nervously.
Xiahou Xue nodded. With a reluctant look, she said, âMy father said he was the Martial Sovereignâs follower. He came here to give my father medical treatment, and my father wants to take the opportunity to cozy up to him.â
âWhat do you think, then?â The man knew very well how to deal with women. He simply asked about her opinion without airing his own.
âI certainly donât want to marry him. I didnât even go to meet him today.â
âThatâs my girl.â The man showed a satisfied smile. Then he added, âDarn that Martial Sovereignâs follower. Who knows whether itâs true or not? Besides, heâs only a follower.â
Jiang Chen was a bit pissed off.
âYeah. Heâs from the Three Lower Realms. Can you imagine what kind of life Iâd be living if I was married to him?â Xiahou Xue had a disgusted expression while speaking, like a noble princess who had heard she was going to live with a rustic villager.
âBut Xueâer, about this Jiang Chen, I have a favor to ask you,â the man said.
Jiang Chen, who was about to leave, pricked his ears up again. He was sure he didnât know this guy. He had no idea what the guy wanted to do, either.
âHave you heard about Young Master Wind?â the man asked.
âYeah, I have. You told me that Young Master Wind had the ancient sword you wanted.â
âExactly. Itâs said that Jiang Chen is Young Master Wind. I did some investigation, and itâs probably true. I want you to help me investigate whether he has the ancient sword or not.â
Seeing that he valued this ancient sword so much, Xiahou Xue felt jealous. She said, âDo you really want me to do that? If I approach him to investigate it, with my fatherâs matchmaking, arenât you afraid Iâll go with him?â
âNo, Iâm not afraid. I trust you. I trust myself, too.â
âYeah, yeah, yeah. Youâre the current headmaster of the Ancient Swordâs Authentic Sect, arenât you?â Xiahou Xue rolled her eyes. She looked attractive.
By then, Jiang Chen had realized more or less what tha matter was about. The man was likely one of those the Ancient Sword Sectâs Mistress had mentioned to him.
When the Ancient Sword Sect had been driven into the small desolate land, many disciples didnât want to go, nor did they want to dissociate from the Ancient Sword Sect. So, they had announced they were the Ancient Sword Sect.
However, this Ancient Swordâs Authentic Sect didnât have a foothold at all. It wasnât even exaggerating to describe them as in a state of disunity.
The reason they insisted on staying out of the small desolate land was, besides being disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, they also had other significant identities, like being disciples of aristocratic families. These disciples of the Ancient Sword Authentic Sect certainly wanted to get the ancient sword once they learned its whereabouts.
Jiang Chen was observing this guyâs attainments. He soon came to the conclusion that this guy couldnât be an average person, although he still didnât know the latterâs name yet. He was only a Celestial Venerable in the middle stage, but Jiang Chen could tell that he was even stronger than Young Master Shenji.
Well, letâs see how youâll take my sword away from me.
Jiang Chen wasnât interested in watching the two make out. He took the Eye of Heaven back. The world he was seeing instantly became normal. He was seeing things with his naked eyes again.
âWhat a wonderful and strange feeling,â Jiang Chen couldnât help but exclaim.
The next day, Jiang Chen went to see Lord Xiahou again. The latter was still smiling, warm and generous to him.
Jiang Chen thought of the night before. Although he hadnât heard the entire conversation, he could still recall the expression on the lordâs face when the latter was speaking.
With that face, he couldnât have said anything kind. Why would Master be friends with such people? Jiang Chen didnât understand. In his eyes, the Xiahous were a queer family.
In addition, he also saw Xiahou Xue.
âYoung Master Jiang Chen, Iâm really sorry that I couldnât meet you yesterday. Please donât take it to heart.â Xiahou Xue had the manners that a young lady of an aristocratic family should have.
No one would be angry with such a beautiful lady after such an apology. However, Jiang Chen knew what she was aiming for. He involuntarily felt disgusted with her.
âYoung Master Jiang Chen, my daughter is pretty, isnât she?â Seeing that Jiang Chenâs facial expression wasnât quite natural, Lord Xiahou thought he was attracted to Xiahou Xue.
âFather, how could you speak like that?â Xiahou Xue stamped her foot, ashamed. Throwing Jiang Chen a glimpse, she lowered her head quickly, blushing.
They really have some great actors and actresses in this family. Jiang Chen felt this from the bottom of his heart.
He was already waiting for the next day so that he could leave as soon as he finished the treatment.