Chapter Seven, A Gift of a Sword to You

Yang Fei let out a groan and fell straight down to the ground

Mei Yunqing gently shook her head

Yang Fei finally managed to get up from the ground and saw everyone staring at him in a daze, each looking as if they had swallowed a raw egg. He thought to himself, could it be that I am really that bad? What he did not realize was that, from the perspective of others, he was not just bad, but beyond bad.

Nangong Yi felt both bitter and astringent in his heart, as if Mei Yunqing's words were specifically meant for him

Li Mengrou's purple sword technique is extraordinarily bizarre, attacking from angles that seem utterly impossible. Yet, Mei Yunqing's ice sword is perfectly capable of gently parrying it. Each time the ice sword and the purple sword intersect, snow and ice swirl in the air, erupting in a burst of purple light. In just a brief moment, the two swords have clashed hundreds of times, and in the span of a single breath, the ground around them is already covered in purple ice and snow.

Thinking that she might never see Yang Fei again, Mei Yunqing couldn't help but feel a hint of parting sorrow, murmuring: "I hope you truly mean what you say". Yet deep in her heart, she knew that this hope was exceedingly slim; who in the martial world does not aspire to become the best under heaven, and how many can actually succeed, especially considering that Yang Fei currently does not understand even a bit of advanced martial arts

Li Mengrou understood that the previous situation was due to Mei Yunqing's speed being too fast for her peripheral vision to react in time. Although she was astonished by Mei Yunqing's swiftness, she did not dwell on it. At this moment, the purple sword had been drawn three-quarters out of its sheath. This was the first time in her life that she had wielded the purple sword. Although the blade had not been fully drawn and its power had not been completely unleashed, it was already sufficient to slay gods when encountering them and to kill Buddhas when meeting them. She was firmly convinced of this.

Yang Fei did not respond directly, but suddenly stood up, cupped his hands, and said: "Esteemed brothers, may I borrow some of the silver you have in hand?"

Everyone present knows that the situation at this moment is extremely perilous; a moment's inattention, a single sword missed, and one could lose their life

Mei Yunqing subtly circulated her internal energy, and a hint of color returned to her delicate face. Yang Fei felt a pang of heartache upon seeing this and quietly asked, "Are you seriously hurt?"

Yang Fei thought to himself that he could owe anyone a favor, but he absolutely could not owe Mei Yunqing. Otherwise, the more he owed her, the more he would find it difficult to hold his head high in front of her. At present, he already had fifty taels and could borrow another one hundred and fifty taels from these senior brothers. Once he returned from the escort mission, he would repay them immediately, and they would likely not refuse.

With a clang, the sound of two swords clashing echoed. Mei Yunqing had arrived at this place without him noticing, standing gracefully before him. It was she who had blocked that sword for Yang Fei, her beloved sword held in her right hand, pointed diagonally at Li Mengrou.

Mei Yunqing cupped her hands and said: "The young master Nangong has saved Yunqing before, so this time it should be considered even." Suddenly, her delicate body swayed, and she was already beside Yang Fei. With a gentle push on his back, she said: "The young master Nangong is speaking to you, why are you still in a daze?"

Yang Fei did not expect Li Mengrou to turn against him faster than flipping a book. The Qingjian came at him with both speed and ferocity, leaving him with no power to retaliate. He could not help but think to himself that this time, his life was surely in jeopardy

Mei Yunqing said: "The young master Nangong has merely disabled your fiancé's martial arts, yet you seek to kill my fiancé. What reasoning is there in this?"

Yang Fei saw that she did not respond, as if she had already tacitly agreed. Overjoyed, he took Mei Yun's delicate hand and gazed at her extraordinarily beautiful face, speaking with deep affection: "I will certainly meet your conditions; even if you ask me to pick the stars from the sky, I will do so for you"

Her words contained a hint of sarcasm directed at Nangong Bo, which made Nangong Bo feel a surge of anger. However, he was equally astonished, like her, at why Mei Yunqing possessed such remarkable martial skills

Yang Fei repeatedly said: "Of course not, don't misunderstand."

Yang Fei slowly drew out the long sword, its blade resembling a pool of autumn water, still carrying a hint of chill. Although Yang Fei did not know what constituted a good sword, he still praised, "A fine sword!"

Mei Yunqing suddenly became aware, secretly resenting herself for always allowing him to take advantage. She glared fiercely at Yang Fei, gently pushed him away, and slowly said: "I will give you something."

Mei Yunqing hummed and said: "I am a person of the martial world, so I must seek the foremost expert in the martial arts."

Yang Fei uttered a soft "hm" and indeed proceeded towards the Zhenwei Escort Agency, not even greeting the people present.

Yang Fei noticed that she was extremely jealous and couldn't help but feel delighted, saying: "You are jealous."

Yang Fei unconsciously asked, "What then can be considered the number one martial art in the world?"

Yang Fei said with a bitter smile: "I do not understand swordsmanship, nor can I wield it; thus, I cannot bring disgrace to it."

Yang Fei was momentarily taken aback, thinking to himself when he had become such an important figure, with so many people waiting. After Fu Jun finished distributing the mooncakes, Yang Fei sat with him at the first table facing the sky. Yang Fei noticed that the table was not only filled with mooncakes but also a variety of snacks, exquisite dishes, and fine wines, truly a lavish spread. Feeling hungry, he began to eat heartily without any reservations, having no mood to appreciate the moon. Fu Jun couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of him, looking like a starving ghost.

Yang Fei sheathed his sword and softly said, "Feiyun Sword, oh Feiyun Sword, you must bless your master to achieve the world's foremost martial arts."

Bai Xiangtian suddenly stood up and coughed, saying, "Everyone, please pause for a moment." His voice was not loud, yet everyone present could hear it clearly.

The leader of those reinforcements, Yang Fei, was someone he recognized, and it was none other than his lifelong nemesis, Nangong Yi. He saw Nangong Yi leap to Nangong Bo's side, taking out a green porcelain bottle from his bosom and pouring a snow-white pill to feed Nangong Bo. True to his reputation as the "Immortal Divine Dragon," Nangong Yi's elixir caused Nangong Bo, who had taken the medicine, to soon regain a hint of color in his originally pale and handsome face.

Quietly sneaking into the kitchen, I caught sight of a plate of mooncakes on the table. Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I inwardly exclaimed that it was bad. Earlier, Bai Yushuang had mentioned that Bai Xiangtian was going to hold a Mid-Autumn gathering in the courtyard, and when I encountered Bai Xiangtian at the Ru Gui Inn, he also urged me to return early tonight. However, it is already the hour of Hai, and it is likely that the gathering has long since ended. I fear I will be scolded again tomorrow.

Yang Fei was pushed by Mei Yunqing, and only then did he come to his senses. He glanced at Mei Yunqing beside him and, in a daze, asked: "Is it over?"

Yang Fei did not answer but instead asked, "Is your martial arts the best in the world?"

Mei Yunqing affirmed, "Indeed."

Fu Jun suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "Father, why is it that Feiyang can go this time, but I cannot?" Like Yang Fei, he had never been out to escort a convoy before.

Fortunately, Yang Fei's soul returned to its rightful place just in time, and he noticed Mei Yunqing walking alongside him. He was greatly surprised and asked, "Have you been following me all along?"

It was still Tong Qing who spoke first: "We are all brothers in the same school, so there is no need for interest. How much do you want to borrow?"

Fu Wujie said: "You eighteen can go to the account room to collect your share of fifty taels. We will set off early tomorrow morning. This is the rule of the escort agency; the matter of bodyguards must be communicated at the last minute before departure to avoid being preempted by those in the underworld, which would only lead to unforeseen complications." His last few sentences were naturally directed at Yang Fei and the other senior brothers who had never served as bodyguards.

Mei Yunqing reproached, "Do you think this is shopping, where you can haggle over the price"

Yang Fei deliberately stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, pretending to be puzzled and said, "Oh, my mouth isn't oily, and my tongue isn't slippery, huh?"

Li Mengrou slowly drew the purple sword from its sheath. As the blade was pulled out, a faint purple radiance emanated from it. By the time the purple sword was drawn halfway, the surrounding area within a hundred feet was enveloped in an extremely strange purple hue, and even her skin, resembling smooth white jade, exhibited a subtle purple glow.

Only then did Mei Yunqing notice his intoxicated demeanor, and she remembered that this fellow was once again taking advantage of the situation, so she pushed him away forcefully

Yang Fei felt embarrassed, his face turning red as he listened to the playful remarks of his fellow disciples. Occasionally, he caught wind of talk about visiting the flower street, and suddenly he thought of the delicate butterfly from the Soft Fragrance Pavilion. Although Mei Yunqing had mentioned that he would redeem her, this would mean he owed Mei Yunqing a significant favor.

Li Mengrou said: "I have changed my mind now"

Li Mengrou let out a delicate shout, and seven colorful swords, resembling a peacock spreading its tail, were all inserted into her back. With a graceful gesture of her jade-like hand, the red sword soared into the air, flying directly towards Mei Yunqing

Yang Fei nonsensically remarked: "I want to commit suicide by diving."

There were quite a few pedestrians on the bridge, and Mei Yunqing felt quite embarrassed. She wanted to withdraw her right hand, which was held tightly by Yang Fei, but it was already firmly grasped by him. She had no choice but to give up and let him lead her forward. Upon hearing Yang Fei's heartfelt confession, her heart fluttered lightly, and she found herself somewhat lost in her emotions.

"Yes, Father." Bai Yushuang replied and got up to chase after Fu Jun.

Yang Fei thought for a moment and scratched his head, saying, "How about ten years?"

Mei Yunqing said: "I stumbled upon it three years ago, and I did not know its name. I have never named it either. Now that you are its owner, you may name it whatever you wish."

Two people, one carrying two baskets of mooncakes, arrived at the front yard. The bright moon hung high in the sky; although there were no lights, one could clearly see the large training ground, where eight square tables were neatly arranged, with nearly forty people seated sparsely.

Upon hearing these words, the senior brothers all turned their gaze towards Yang Fei, wondering in their hearts how it was possible that he, who rarely ventured out and had not been seen associating with any unmarried women, could have a romantic interest.

Bai Xiangtian slowly said: "The escort agency has just received a shipment of red goods worth one million. This time, Master Fu and I will personally escort the goods, and we will also select eighteen people to accompany us"

Fu Jun's face turned red with anger, clearly feeling defiant. Suddenly, he let out a loud shout and turned to run out.

Nangong Bo shook his head and said: "After taking your medicine, I feel much better. Second brother, you really must thank this brother on my behalf. If it weren't for him, I fear that elder brother would have long since lost his life under the sword of this young lady Li Mengrou."

Yang Fei was somewhat taken aback and asked, "Is the chief escort waiting for me?"

Fortunately, Yang Fei and the others were behind Mei Yunqing and did not notice anything unusual about the purple wind. When they finally realized something was amiss, they all covered their faces to avoid being harmed by the strange purple wind

The two swords clashed, producing seven distinct sounds, all due to the seven tips of the Seven-Colored Sword. Mei Yunqing retreated seven steps, and although she managed to parry this move, "The Rainbow from Beyond the Sky," she was unable to unleash the astonishing strike that could defeat Ke Tianxiong. Could it be that she would never be able to execute that move again in this lifetime

Yang Fei hurriedly said: "You don't even know her, so listen carefully and don't faint from shock. This young lady, who is as beautiful as a closed flower and shy moon, with the grace of a national treasure, and as stunning as a sinking fish or falling wild goose, is the world's number one expert and the most beautiful woman, Mei Yunqing, the master of Meihua Mountain Villa." He didn't have much knowledge, but he recited all the idioms he knew in his life, which was two more than the flattery he had for Li Mengrou.

Yang Fei said: "Do you want me to take you back?"

Upon hearing the request for a loan, everyone immediately fell silent. Yang Fei noticed their troubled expressions and added, "I will write an IOU and will repay you as soon as this escort mission is completed; otherwise, interest will be charged."

Yang Fei replied calmly, "You're welcome." Yet in his heart, he thought, had I known it was your elder brother, I wouldn't have helped even if it meant death.

Unbeknownst to the two, they arrived at the Yuelong Bridge over the Guangtong Canal, which leads directly to the Weishui River. Yang Fei looked down at the many couples on the small boats below and felt quite envious, wondering when he would have the chance to do the same with Mei Yunqing.

Bai Xiangtian, Fu Wuji, and Bai Yushuang, along with several senior uncles, were seated at the main table, while the remaining brothers were seated separately at the other seven tables

Yang Fei was both surprised and delighted as he said, "You have come."

Nangong Bo bowed to Mei Yunqing and said, "Thank you, Master Mei, for your assistance." He then saluted Yang Fei and said, "And to you, my brother, for your life-saving grace." Until now, he still did not know Yang Fei's full name.

The Seven-Colored Sword's technique commenced, its fierce sword energy already approaching. Mei Yun calmed her mind, recalling the phrase "no sword in hand, sword in heart". Unconsciously, she smiled slightly and struck the air with a sword.

Li Mengrou, upon hearing Yang Fei's words, realized that this fellow had just been deceiving her. She angrily shouted, "I will first kill you, this shameless smooth-talker." After saying this, her delicate body twisted, and the green sword in her hand unleashed a myriad of bamboo shadows, enveloping Mei and Yang.

Mei Yunqing asked, "Suicide?"

Holding five ingots weighing ten taels each, Yang Fei felt a heavy weight in his hands; the sensation of wealth was indeed different. A group of senior brothers had already gathered around, chattering away: "Feiyang, with so much silver, are you planning to spend it on errands or saving it to marry a wife"

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Everyone knew he had something to say, and they all quieted down, but only Yang Fei continued to eat and drink incessantly

Upon hearing Tong Qing's words, the other senior brothers felt embarrassed not to lend, each contributing ten taels, barely gathering a total of one hundred taels. However, there was no one left among those present who had not lent. It turned out that some senior brothers, sensing the situation was not favorable, had secretly slipped back to their rooms.

Li Mengrou wielded her sword in mid-air with great power, yet it consumed a considerable amount of her internal energy. Seeing that she could not injure Mei Yunqing in the slightest, she let out a soft sigh. The seven-colored swords returned to her jade-like hands and transformed into a single sword. This sword was exceptionally unique, with its blade divided into seven colors, and even more bizarrely, it had seven sword tips, each of a different color.

Mei Yunqing walked slowly alongside Yang Fei. After a long distance, Yang Fei remained silent. He had never been so indifferent to her before. Although her heart felt a surge of anger, there was also a fresh sense of stimulation. Mei Yunqing deliberately stopped and let out a cold snort.

Li Mengrou's sword-drawing speed suddenly accelerated, and she finally fully drew her sword just as Mei Yunqing's treasured sword struck her purple sword's blade. The two swords met, yet there was no sound of metal clashing as one might expect; instead, there was a faint humming sound. Suddenly, a purple wind swept through the arena. At first, it was barely noticeable, but as the wind grew stronger, it began to sting her face, and eventually, it felt as terrifying as a tsunami or a typhoon.

Mei Yunqing pondered for a moment and said: "Thirty years ago, there was a senior known as 'Sword God' Zhao Duxing, who had never suffered a defeat in his lifetime. Moreover, he acted with integrity and righteousness, and the martial arts community unanimously supported him as the leader of the martial world. He was truly the number one in the world."

Mei Yunqing thrust the sword into his hand and said, "With my current martial arts skills, there is no difference between an ordinary sword and a treasured sword." Indeed, she gifted this sword to Yang Fei because she suddenly realized that she could never reach the state of having no sword in hand yet possessing a sword in her heart, precisely because she could not let go of this beloved treasured sword. If she could not part with this sword, would her martial arts not be forever stagnant in this lifetime

Mei Yunqing sneered: "Now that you have taken your own life, I am left in peace, free from someone speaking to me as that Li Mengrou did just now."

Upon hearing these words, Yang Fei felt an intense desire to find a wall and crash into it, lamenting how he had ended up saving the brother of his rival in love.

The two swords clashed once more, producing a resounding sound. The two swords emitted distinct purple and white glows, clearly delineated and never merging, much like two armies facing off, advancing and retreating in turn

Yang Fei stared in astonishment and said: "So, I must possess the same abilities as him in order to marry you."

Everyone's gaze unconsciously turned to Fu Wuji. This time, both the chief and deputy escort leaders were taking action together. Although one million taels was a considerable sum, it was not an insurmountable task. In their hearts, they could not help but hope that Fu Wuji would call out their names.

Mei Yunqing loosened the sword at his waist and handed it to Yang Fei, saying: "I did not ask you to become the top scholar, what do I need a piece of paper for? I give you this sword, hoping that one day your swordsmanship can be as extraordinary as that of the sword god, Senior Zhao."

Yang Fei had no choice but to say: "Could we possibly extend it by a few years, for example, thirty years"

Yang Fei, seeing her refusal, devised another plan and said, "How about we get married first and then discuss who is the best in the world?"

Although the red sword came with great speed and force, how could it possibly contend with Mei Yunqing's slightest movement? One could only see her precious sword gently wave, and before the two swords even clashed, the red sword had already slowed down. With a clang, although the red sword was blocked by Mei Yunqing, it did not fall to the ground; instead, it spun back and returned to Li Mengrou.

Mei Yunqing stood gracefully, not making any aggressive moves, her delicate features revealing a hint of a faint smile

Mei Yunqing gently pushed him and said softly, "It's getting late, you should go back."

Fu Wujie reprimanded, "Look at your temperament. Although Xiao Fei is your cousin, he is much more composed than you. Why don't you sit down?" Fu Jun felt a great sense of fear towards his father and did not dare to retort at that moment, so he could only sit down feeling wronged, yet he was unwilling in his heart

Mei Yunqing knew that her injury made it difficult for her to wield the sword with full force, and without the ability to regulate her internal energy, she was only adding to her wounds. However, she herself was not in a good state either; her blood surged with anger, and had she not forcibly suppressed it, she would have been in a similar situation as her.

Fu Jun smiled and said, "What do we need to say sorry for among brothers? Don't be too formal. Quickly help me bring some mooncakes to the front. My father said to let everyone relax and enjoy together. Tonight, I have to do all the heavy work by myself, and I couldn't find you to help, which almost exhausted me."

Just by observing this momentum, Mei Yunqing knew that if she allowed her sword energy to fully accumulate, the sword techniques she would unleash would be earth-shattering and unstoppable. In the blink of an eye, as her thoughts raced, she let out a delicate shout, and her figure vanished into thin air. When she reappeared, Mei Yunqing had materialized like a specter about ten feet in front of Li Mengrou, giving the impression that she had not merely traversed the distance of over ten feet, but had made an incredible leap through another space.

Nangong Bo watched her graceful figure disappear into the night sky, filled with confusion: why is there such a vast difference in martial arts skills between her and me

Upon seeing this move, Mei Yunqing felt a mix of surprise and uncertainty in her heart. Why was Li Mengrou's move identical to the one she had used in the morning, "Heavenly Rainbow from Beyond the Sky"? Although it is not uncommon for martial arts to share similarities, such a striking resemblance was indeed perplexing

Beside him, Nangong Yi was even more heartbroken and desolate, wondering if he was truly fated to be without her in this lifetime

At this moment, the seven silent female samurai drew their swords, forming a marvelous sword formation that surrounded Li Meng at its core

"Yes, yes, I apologize." At this moment, Yang Fei finally returned to normal, repeatedly offering his apologies: "I was just lost in thought earlier, please do not be angry with me."

Upon entering the room, Mo Mo carefully stored away Mei Yunqing's Feiyun Sword. Only then did he realize his stomach was growling, and he remembered that he had not eaten dinner. He thought it best to fill his stomach first before enjoying a good night's sleep.

Yang Fei knew that her martial arts skills were formidable, and that killing him would be easier than stepping on an ant. Upon hearing her words, he couldn't help but retreat repeatedly, almost on the verge of turning and fleeing.

Mei Yunqing joyfully said, "That would be wonderful. It is better to resolve enmities than to deepen them. If you are willing to let go of the grievances against Young Master Nangong, he will surely come to apologize on another day." At this point, she turned back and smiled at Nangong Bo, saying, "Isn't that right, Young Master Nangong?"

Who wouldn't want silver, especially someone like Yang Fei, a complete pauper? Over the past two years, the escort agency has only paid him a monthly salary of one tael of silver, which is significantly less than that of his senior brothers. The few taels he spent at Ruoxiang Pavilion during the day were all his life savings. This time, he was to receive fifty taels, which was indeed the largest sum of silver he had ever obtained in his life. He had never considered that he would have a share in it. Upon hearing this, his heart involuntarily stirred, and he immediately cast aside thoughts of Fu Jun, following the senior brother named Tong Qing to the accounts office.

Mei Yunqing was taken aback, wondering if she was feeling jealous. Why would she feel jealousy for him? Could it be that deep down, she had truly developed feelings for this good-for-nothing who lacked any skills?

At this moment, Yang Fei had retreated several dozen zhang. Upon hearing Mei Yunqing's words, he was filled with overwhelming joy. In a moment of distraction, his right foot stepped on a stone, causing his entire body to lean backward. The back of his head struck the ground heavily, resulting in a large bump, and the pain nearly caused him to faint.

Yang Feigang took a big bite of the mooncake, and upon hearing the words, he choked and could not speak, only managing to respond vaguely. However, he was overjoyed in his heart. Having stayed in Chang'an for seven or eight years, he felt stifled and had long wanted to go out and see the world. He did not expect to have an opportunity so soon.

Both of their fiancés are like this, and Li Mengrou suddenly felt a sense of shared suffering. She slowly lowered her purple sword and said: "Sister, as long as you can withstand this last move from me, I will not trouble him today"

This can truly be regarded as the foremost marvel of the present-day world of martial arts

Nan Gong Bo Yi stood up; at this moment, he finally felt a sense of safety.

Yang Fei originally intended to take it, but after a moment's thought, he returned it to her, shaking his head and saying: "This is your cherished possession; how could I take what belongs to someone else? Moreover, without this treasured sword, how will you defend yourself against enemies in the future?"

Bai Xiangtian saw Yang Fei arriving together with Fu Jun, and with a beaming smile said: "Xiao Fei, you have finally returned"

Although Li Mengrou's sword style was countered, her forward momentum did not cease. The seven-colored sword energy reached its target, creating a deep pit approximately ten feet deep in the bluestone pavement of Zhuque Avenue.

"One hundred and fifty taels." Yang Fei looked at Tong Qing with great gratitude and said, "I need to handle a very important matter. Originally, I required two hundred taels, but I already have fifty taels myself, so I am still short one hundred and fifty taels"

As they walked along a deserted path, Yang Fei, emboldened, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, only to find that Mei Yunqing did not resist, allowing herself to be gently embraced in his arms

Yang Fei returned to his room through the back door, yet he did not encounter a single person along the way, which struck him as quite strange. Logically, the Mid-Autumn Festival should not be this desolate.

Mei Yun smiled lightly, using her left hand to exert a hidden force that pushed Yang Fei far away, while her right hand wielded the sword, transforming it into a white ribbon that directly broke into the shadows of the bamboo.

Li Mengrou's delicate face alternated between red and pale. She had always held herself in high regard, and although others might see the two as evenly matched, she had to admit that Mei Yunqing's martial arts were superior to hers. This was mainly because Mei Yunqing had been more defensive than aggressive since the beginning of the battle. If she were to take the initiative, how many moves could she actually counter? She was severely injured internally, and at this moment, her emotions were unsettled. Unconsciously, she felt a sweetness in her throat, and as her cherry lips parted, she could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood mist

After a while, Mei Yunqing felt a heavy heart, let out a deep sigh, and turned to see Yang Fei still standing there in a daze, unsure whether he was stunned or fainted, and couldn't help but sigh again

Mei Yunqing frowned and said, "Change the conditions?"

Nangong Bo is the future master of the Nangong family, and his status is equally significant. Mei Yunqing had no reason to act on his behalf, yet her words carried an irresistible authority, causing Nangong Bo to unconsciously nod in agreement

Yang Fei said: "How about calling it the Feiyun Sword?"

Yang Fei thought to himself that he could not let her look down on him, and he patted his chest, assuring her: "Rest assured, I will definitely master the world's best swordsmanship." He imitated the wandering swordsmen, lightly flicking his fingers on the sword's blade, producing a ringing sound that echoed in the night sky, carrying for several miles. Suddenly, he asked: "What is the name of this sword?"

Mei Yunqing laughed and said, "If I were to manage for thirty years, I would have become an old woman. Would you still marry an old woman as your wife? Even if you did marry me, wouldn't others laugh their heads off if they found out?"

Although he was still short of fifty taels, Yang Fei felt embarrassed to speak up again. He took a brush and ink to write ten promissory notes, wrapped the silver in a bundle, and held it close to his chest. However, he felt a sense of confusion in his heart, wondering where to find the last fifty taels. After thinking for a long time, he could only go to Fu Jun to seek a solution.

Mei Yunqing said: "If Young Master Nangong's Heavenly Demon Melody had exerted its full power, how could the two of us stand here in peace?"

Nangong Yi saw Yang Fei and was momentarily taken aback. He bowed deeply to Yang Fei and said, "Thank you for saving my elder brother's life. Nangong Yi expresses his gratitude here." He knew that Yang Fei was his rival in love, and although he sincerely thanked him on behalf of his brother, his tone remained somewhat impolite.

Mei Yunqing nodded and said, "If you can be like Senior Zhao, I will marry you"

Yang Fei laughed and said: "Absolutely right, mhetushucomcom, absolutely right"

Fu Jun was about to lose his temper, but upon seeing him, he could only force a smile and say: "Why did you only come back now after seeing your beloved, and immediately upon your return, you are up to no good"

Mei Yunqing understood that relying solely on sight would lead to missing key details. She gently closed her beautiful eyes, allowing her inner energy to guide her. With a casual flick of her wrist, she wielded her sword, producing a continuous sound of clashing metal. Although the seven-colored swords were deflected by her, they swiftly returned to attack, swirling around her in mid-air, creating a truly spectacular scene

Li Mengrou had always been proud of her beauty. Upon seeing Mei Yunqing, who was even more beautiful than herself, her heart was filled with jealousy. She snorted and said, "Who are you?"

After walking for a while longer, Mei Yunqing said, "Not far ahead is the Zhenwei Escort Agency, so I will not accompany you any further"

Yang Fei hurriedly picked up a piece of mooncake and took two bites before rushing towards the martial arts training ground in the front yard

Mei Yunqing said in a low voice: "I hope you, the new master, will not bring disgrace to it"

Mei Yunqing asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Mei Yunqing found his words amusing and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Did you not claim you would become the number one in the world? Is it possible that mere swordsmanship could defeat you?"

Fu Wujie said: "This is nonsense, the list was agreed upon in advance, how can it be changed at will? Alright, if everyone wants to rest early, you may leave now"

Li Mengrou lightly tilted her head, suddenly letting out a delicate shout, as she flew into the air on her sword, launching an attack towards Mei Yunqing. The seven-colored sword shimmered with hues of seven colors, resembling a rainbow in the sky, quite a sight to behold

Li Mengrou was no exception; she was momentarily stunned and exclaimed, "He is your fiancé?" If Mei Yunqing were to marry Yang Fei, it would not merely be a flower placed in cow dung, but rather one inserted in pig dung, horse dung, and chicken dung.

Li Mengrou's sword technique was once again invoked, and the yellow sword was drawn from its sheath once more. It clashed in mid-air with the returning red sword, and both swords advanced towards Mei Yunqing.

Mei Yunqing smiled lightly and said, "Then please make your move, sister."

Li Mengrou suddenly let out a delicate shout, and the purple aura surrounding her dissipated, revealing her form. The purple sword emitted a brilliant purple light, and Mei Yunqing's expression grew increasingly grave as the thick layer of ice on the sword shattered, exposing the sword body which also radiated a dazzling white light

A group of senior brothers had gathered together, and Yang Fei was beside them, alternating between laughter and anger, sometimes smiling broadly and at other times wearing a frown. One of the older senior brothers observed this and, with a smile, remarked: "Fei Yang must have found someone special."

Li Mengrou cast a sorrowful glance at Yang Fei, then suddenly turned and soared into the air with seven sword-wielding maidservants. The members of the Sanjiang Gang attempted to obstruct them, but were preemptively stopped by Nangong Bo. He knew very well that unless Mei Yunqing intervened, these people would have no chance of detaining Li Mengrou. It would be better to act generously and do a favor for Mei Yunqing.

The bright light suddenly faded, and the eerie purple wind in the space dissipated as well. The two women quickly separated, with Li Mengrou having already sheathed her purple sword. However, her delicate face appeared pale, with faint traces of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, indicating that she had sustained severe internal injuries. Mei Yunqing was not in a much better condition, struggling to suppress the turbulent internal energy surging within her.

Mei Yunqing saw him staring blankly at the bridge below and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

Moreover, many members of the Sanjiang gang had their cheeks seemingly slashed by sharp blades, blood bursting forth. The people on the eaves could no longer maintain their positions; they either fell from the building or fled far away, causing the encirclement to be immediately broken.

Originally, a pleasant Mid-Autumn gathering was disrupted by Fu Jun, resulting in an unhappy conclusion. Yang Fei, who was in good spirits, felt somewhat dispirited after this incident. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a senior brother who said, "Why not hurry and collect that fifty silver coins"

Bai Xiangtian smiled noncommittally and said, "You will know soon enough."

Those present, upon hearing Mei Yunqing's words, instinctively turned to look at Yang Fei. Seeing his embarrassed expression, many could not help but laugh out loud, but then remembered that Mei Yunqing was still here and had to force themselves to hold back.

Li Mengrou felt as if an unnamed force was subtly guiding her. Although the force was weak, it caused her Seven-Colored Sword to slightly deviate.

Li Mengrou exclaimed, "So that is the legendary Heavenly Demon Xiao."

Li Mengrou wiped away the bloodstains with a silk handkerchief and said with a grim smile, "Are you truly worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as him?" She was referring to the fact that Mei Yunqing and Nangong Bo were known in the martial world as "Southern Dragon and Northern Phoenix."

Yang Fei nodded and said, "Your conditions are truly too difficult; I fear I will never be able to meet them in my lifetime. I can only take my own life to express my gratitude to the world."

Mei Yunqing smiled faintly, and with another swing of her sword, the tip struck both the red and yellow swords simultaneously, deflecting them away.

Mei Yunqing smiled faintly at him and nodded. As the inn was not far from here, she had already heard the news and rushed over. Upon hearing Yang Fei's nonsense, she was actually able to persuade Li Mengrou not to kill Nangong Bo, which is why she did not intervene at that moment

Bai Xiangtian sighed and said to Bai Yushuang, "Shuang'er, go check on Jun'er."

Li Mengrou snorted and pointed her sword sheath at Yang Fei, coldly saying: "The one I most want to kill right now is him; I have no interest in Nangong Bo at the moment."

The Celestial Demon Flute is the weapon of the Celestial Demoness Duan Yunluo from a century ago. It is said that she possessed the beauty of a celestial being, captivating all in the martial world. With a single piece of the Celestial Demon Melody, she would confront her foes; those who heard this melody either surrendered at her feet or went mad with frenzy. Thus, she was referred to as the Demoness. She roamed the martial world for several decades without encountering a rival, but later, for reasons unknown, she suddenly vanished without a trace.

At this moment, an unexpected change occurred; countless figures appeared atop the eaves surrounding the area, each armed with powerful bows and sharp arrows, aiming at the eight individuals in the center, clearly indicating that members of the Sanjiang Gang had arrived and surrounded them completely

Mei Yunqing replied, "It’s done, you should go home now." She found her own words quite amusing, and her charming face was filled with smiles.

Mei Yunqing couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, her eyes seemingly saying, "You scoundrel, here you are again, with your smooth talk and deceitful words, spouting nonsense"

Mei Yunqing snorted and said: "I won't follow you; am I supposed to follow a ghost?"

Yang Fei felt quite apologetic and said, "I am sorry, boss"

Yang Fei was not actually stunned; rather, he was captivated by the battle between the two women, feeling as if he were witnessing a clash of divine beings. His vision was blurred, and for the first time in his life, he witnessed top-tier experts in combat. He was deeply moved, pondering when he would be able to reach such heights as they did, and when he could become the world's foremost expert, fulfilling his own aspirations

Suddenly, both women let out a delicate shout at the same time, and their dual swords clashed rapidly, producing a continuous ringing sound. Around them, strong lights of purple and white erupted, rivaling the brightness of daylight, blinding the onlookers.

Mei Yunqing felt embarrassed to let him fall to the ground in front of passersby, so she had no choice but to stretch out her jade arms and embrace him, her delicate brows furrowing as she asked, "What is wrong with you again?"

The two parted ways as suddenly as they had come together, the blue shadows dispersing into the sky. Li Mengrou stared blankly at the blue sword in her hand, wondering why Mei Yunqing's seemingly ordinary sword could so easily break her technique, "Bamboo Stacking Ten Thousand Shadows".

Nangong Yi has had a close relationship with Nangong Bo since childhood. Seeing his current condition, he expressed great concern, saying: "Elder brother, are you alright?"

In the midst of the fierce battle, the two individuals exhibited extraordinary phenomena. Li Mengrou was enveloped in a thick layer of purple mist, rendering her delicate features indistinguishable. Meanwhile, Mei Yunqing's clothing was adorned with a faint layer of frost, and the sword she held transformed into an ice sword

Mei Yunqing smiled faintly and, without giving a definitive answer, said: "Must my younger sister really kill Young Master Nangong?"

Yang Fei reluctantly touched her little hand and said, "Then you should go back too"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look forward to it. If they could be selected for this valuable escort worth millions, each person's share would be at least several hundred taels. Although there are some risks, even the possibility of losing one's life, they were willing to take the chance for the sake of silver.

Mei Yunqing smiled lightly and said, "Is this the renowned Seven-Colored Sword that shakes the world?"

Li Mengrou let out a sharp shout, and in the end, simultaneously unleashed the remaining five colorful swords, while the red and yellow swords split into different directions, directly attacking Mei Yunqing. In an instant, the seven colorful swords—red, yellow, orange, green, cyan, blue, and purple—soared through the air like seven colorful phoenixes, striking at Mei Yunqing.

Bai Xiangtian smiled and said: "Next, let Junior Brother Fu read out the list of those who have passed away."

Yang Fei's head rested softly on Mei Yunqing's high and delicate bosom, feeling so comfortable that he could hardly suppress a moan.

Mei Yunqing nodded slightly, while Yang Fei turned back every three steps as he walked towards the Zhenwei Escort Agency

Mei Yunqing nodded and said, "It's quite pleasant to hear." Suddenly recalling that Feiyun is derived from one character each from her and Yang Fei's names, her delicate face involuntarily flushed with a rosy hue

Yin Lisheng and Dong Qing. Fu Wu held a piece of paper and began to read aloud. Each time he mentioned a person's name, that person would respond. When he reached the last name, Fu Wu paused for a moment and smiled at Yang Fei, who was still eating continuously, saying: "Xiao Fei, you are not young anymore. This time, come with us to see the world."

Mei Yunqing gently swung a sword, this strike neither hurried nor slow, without any form or technique, casual and natural, like a celestial horse galloping freely, effortlessly landing a precise blow on Li Mengrou's sword tip. The blue light dissipated, and Li Mengrou found herself unable to wield the blue sword. Despite her youth, she possessed exceptional talent and was a top master of the South Sea Illusory Sword Sect, her martial arts only slightly inferior to her master's. Unexpectedly, at this moment, she was repeatedly thwarted by Mei Yunqing, leaving her both astonished and furious. With a delicate shout, she retrieved the last purple sword along with its sheath.

Yang Fei exclaimed with great joy: "What is this? Even if you were to give me a piece of scrap paper, I would regard it as a treasure."

However, just as I stepped out the door, I collided head-on with Fu Jun, causing the bowl and dishes he was holding to fall to the ground

Mei Yunqing glanced back at him with a faint smile, indicating that she was fine. Only then did she nod to Li Mengrou and say: "I cannot guarantee that I can handle Young Master Nangong's Heavenly Demon Flute."

Yang Fei then said, "Why don't I not go and let Jun Ge go instead"

Li Mengrou observed their back-and-forth exchanges, feeling as if she were invisible amidst their words. Her heart filled with anger, and the green sword in her hand transformed into a blue sword. With a flick of her jade wrist, she unleashed a streak of azure light from the night sky, not attacking anyone else but directly targeting Yang Fei, the very person she despised the most for having deceived her earlier.

Mei Yunqing could no longer hold back and let out a laugh, causing the flowers to tremble with delight.

Mei Yunqing retorted, "What male master, what female master?" She immediately recalled that the female master referred to herself, and couldn't help but scold, "Smooth talker."

Mei Yunqing reproached, "You want me to take you back after we arrive, right"

Li Mengrou, upon hearing Mei Yunqing's words, coldly snorted and said, "I fear that may not be the case."

Mei Yunqing shook her head and said, "That is still a long way off"

Yang Fei passionately declared: "In the three hundred sixty professions, each produces its own top talent. For instance, I could strive to become a top scholar or even the richest person in the world."

Fortunately, Yang Fei had the self-awareness to anticipate this outcome and took action in advance, thus avoiding a humiliating fall. Seeing Mei Yunqing about to lose her temper, he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Could you consider a different condition?"

Tong Qing hesitated for a moment and said: "Feiyang, for your sake, I will lend you some money, but I am a married man and cannot lend too much. How about this, I will lend you ten taels. With so many people here, I believe you can gather the rest." After saying this, he placed a gold ingot in front of him.

Yet at this moment, she could not afford to think too deeply. With her martial arts skills in the morning, she could execute this sword technique to kill three renowned masters from beyond the pass. With Li Mengrou's current martial arts abilities, if she were to unleash them, would there not be no one in the world who could rival her

Mei Yunqing looked at his dazed appearance and thought to herself that this fellow might really be scared silly. She hurriedly bowed to everyone and said, "I will take him back. Farewell, everyone." After saying this, she quickly chased after him.

As Mei Yunqing's figure appeared, the treasured sword was swiftly drawn, not aimed at Li Mengrou, but rather at the purple sword in her hand