Chapter 002

The sound of the divine weapon unsheathing, infused with inner strength, spread out in all directions. Feng Liu, with a smile, leaped gracefully to the side of Can Ren, wielding the flowing purple light of Zixiao in his hand, creating a flurry of sword shadows. The force of his energy caused the dust and stones near Feng Liu to scatter. Can Ren quietly observed Feng Liu as he danced with his sword.

Can Ren also attend school, specifically at a prestigious academy within Chenliu City. In addition, Ren is also studying casting. Ren's father was originally one of the most renowned casting masters in Chenliu, and having been influenced by this from a young age, Ren has developed a particular fondness for casting.

Moments later, Canwen saw Fengliu stop in front of the other person's table, looking awkward, as if things were not going very smoothly

The romantic figure was greatly disappointed, ultimately miscalculating the resilience of a series of reactions. At this moment, the expression of resilience was already beyond the romantic figure's expectations. However, the romantic figure composed himself and, undeterred, continued: "Nevertheless, the guard spoke vaguely, only mentioning that the outer city is a place where people from the rivers and lakes come and go, and that the Seven Fairies Tower is almost entirely filled with such individuals. Just wait and see my methods; as long as I befriend those people, I will surely be able to find out your father's whereabouts!"

With a resilient demeanor, he confidently rose from the table, heading towards a figure in the distance who exuded an aura of exceptional martial prowess, making the two individuals feel that this person was the most formidable in the realm of martial arts.

The inner strength is flamboyant, domineering, and vigorous. The swordsmanship is exceptionally exquisite, infused with a fierce aura during the offensive, exhibiting a terrifying destructive power

Feng Liu leaned closer to the resilient ear and whispered, "A few days ago, I inadvertently overheard the guards in the manor mentioning a new expert who has joined the royal residence. Can you guess where that person came from to meet *Tu* and *Shu*?" As Feng Liu spoke, there was an unmistakable excitement in his expression.

Beside him, he was calculating in his heart how many Bi Bo swords could be forged with this silver note

I cannot quite articulate it, but I feel that it is significantly superior to what you have used in the past. The sensation of observing it is entirely different. Feng Liu, upon hearing this, was very pleased and said: "I also think it is immensely powerful; my father uses this very set of sword techniques. I truly wish to spar and exchange skills with you, but unfortunately, you have already vowed to practice swordsmanship without drawing your sword."

The location of the Seven Immortals Tower falls within the outer city limits

Therefore, although I lost the care of my father, the harsh living conditions are still better than those of most people

Feeling both embarrassed and angry upon hearing the words, Feng Liu found himself unable to act out. Since childhood, Prince Qin had been strict in his upbringing, and Feng Liu never dared to take advantage of his position to bully others. Even today, despite facing what could be considered an insult, he did not dare to show the slightest disrespect. Calming his emotions, he clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "Since that is the case, I apologize for the disturbance and shall take my leave now"

It is very easy to find charm in resilience

After a moment, he sheathed his sword and stood still

As I turned gracefully, facing the gaze filled with lingering doubts and a hint of expectation, I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp and involuntarily revealed a slightly awkward smile

On this day, Fengliu, unable to conceal his excitement, eagerly pulled Zhanren and rushed in here. Due to Zhanren, Fengliu had accumulated quite a reputation during his childhood while wandering around Chenliu. Many people within the city of Chenliu were familiar with this young prince; while it may not be said that everyone knew him, it was rare for the various shops not to recognize him.

Qixian Tower is a brothel, ranked among the top three brothels in the city of Chenliu

In the heart of Canren, hope suddenly arose. For so many years, there had been no news of his father, and yet his uncle was unwilling to discuss it further. Although Canren felt some resentment towards his father, he was more hopeful for an early reunion. In Canren's heart, having relied on his father since childhood, the bond was undeniably deep. He had always believed that his father's abilities were unmatched in the world, and he held a certain admiration for him.

With a cheerful and satisfied demeanor, Feng Liu clapped his hand on Can Ren's shoulder and said resolutely: "I knew you would! Can Ren, no matter what happens in the future, we must always be brothers and never harm each other."

After contemplating the matter in my heart, if I were to return just like this, it would not only be a disservice to the enduring expectations but would also greatly undermine my own dignity. I nearly gritted my teeth and made a decision that is quite significant for someone like me. "I am Feng Liu, the only son of Prince Qin. Today, having the honor to witness your talents, I sincerely hope to have the fortune of befriending you all."

"I promised my uncle that I must learn to take action as soon as possible, and forget that I know martial arts," Can Ren smiled and said. Feng Liu let out a sigh, gazing into the distant sky in silence for a while. After a moment, he suddenly said, "I originally thought that in the future, we could fight together on the battlefield, but it seems that is impossible now. However, your uncle must have his reasons for saying this; even my father said that your uncle is very right."

With a face full of intrigue, Feng Liu glanced around cautiously and said, "The martial world is right here! Those few tables of people are all from the martial world, so your father must be nearby!" Upon hearing this, Can Ren displayed a look of confusion; if the martial world is indeed here, why has his father never come home to see him all these years?

Canran displayed a curious expression, happily asking, "Where?" Fengliu, feeling quite satisfied, replied, "The Jianghu!" Immediately, he indeed saw a look of astonishment appear on Canran's face, and Fengliu knew that upon hearing this news, Canran would undoubtedly lose his composure.

Feng Liu had saved a considerable amount of money to come here. At this moment, a fifty-tael silver note was generously handed out by Feng Liu. Although this money was saved with great difficulty, for Feng Liu, the face of the young prince was something that could not be compromised.

It was indeed not very smooth; he feigned a carefree demeanor and offered some compliments, then promptly volunteered to cover the other party's expenses for the day. However, to his surprise, he was met with a cold rejection, as the other party seemed too indifferent to engage with his flirtatious approach.

The resilient father never forced Canren to study from a young age, thus Canren was naturally willing to learn with interest. After the father's departure, at Canren's request, the uncle happily paid for Canren's tuition, allowing him to continue learning the art of casting under other master craftsmen in Chenliu City.

That year, Canren was twelve years old, and Fengliu was also twelve years old

That year, Canren was thirteen years old, and Fengliu was also thirteen years old

The academy and the forge did not occupy too much of Canren's daily life. Aside from these, Canren always preferred to run alone to a small hillside outside Chenliu City, holding a sword in both hands, practicing martial arts. Since the age of eleven, Canren no longer practiced techniques; to an outsider, it seemed more like he was simply holding the sword and staring blankly with his eyes open.

With great perseverance, my father finally passed down to me the secrets of the family's most powerful sword technique. Unfortunately, after only a few days of practice, I am unable to unleash its full power. Do you think this sword technique is stronger than the one I used in the past?" With a serious demeanor, Canren pondered for a moment.

In large cities, the inner and outer cities are evenly divided. Generally speaking, the outer city is much more complex in terms of pedestrian traffic, and its public safety is significantly inferior to that of the inner city. In the past, those with a penchant for indulgence did not dare to venture into the outer city; in fact, both indulgence and resilience have made their way there, but they simply did not dare to stay long.

The extravagant Qin is not one to indulge his extravagant father in every matter. The daily expenses of extravagance are, in fact, not much; they are merely what is used in daily life, certainly not excessive. In this regard, it bears a striking resemblance to the frugal lifestyle. Therefore, in a place like the Seven Immortals Tower, extravagance cannot dare to withdraw money from the residence, and in fact, it cannot be done.

Indulging in the attentive service of a top courtesan in a brothel with a feigned air of sophistication, his gaze, however, was fixed on a few other tables not far away.

Feng Liu has become even taller and stronger than in the past, at least in Can Ru's eyes. In comparison, Can Ru, who has not engaged in nearly as much physical training as Feng Liu, appears much more slender and is also somewhat shorter in height. Feng Liu still wears the divine weapon Zixiao at his waist, and at this moment, he walks up the small and gentle slope of the book mountain with a smiling demeanor.

Feng Liu was extremely satisfied with his meticulous calculations, and he suddenly felt that all the days spent saving and being frugal were worth it

So I inquired with the guard and finally learned where the rivers and lakes are Canren could not help but ask again: "Where is it"

A flirtatious tone, tinged with a hint of regret

Indeed, there has been some effect, but it is far from what the gallant tales suggest. A man, seemingly the leader among them, coldly raised his head and said: "The martial world and the court are not the same realm. Did Prince Qin not inform the young prince? Please return, young prince!"

This is the strategy that Feng Liu believes is bound to succeed; by elevating one's status, it is certain to be foolproof

In fact, the booklet left by the father of Canren contains no sword techniques at all; it only includes the fundamental training of swordsmanship, internal skills, and body techniques. Canren has been following the steps of the manual all along, and at this moment, his seemingly dazed state remains unchanged.

Dressed in sturdy attire, with a fine steel weapon at the waist, various expressions adorn the face. Each gesture and movement reveals a peculiar trajectory, the steps are steady, and the muscles of the body, even in those who are not robust, seem perpetually taut, exuding a sense of resilience and elegance, hard as steel

After a pause, with a tone full of anticipation, he said: "Canran, if one day I am in danger, would you break your vow and draw your sword for me?" Canran looked at him, his eyes filled with eager expectation, and replied resolutely: "Of course! If you are in danger, even if drawing my sword brings about any calamity as my uncle said, I will never regret or hesitate! You are my brother"