Chapter 003: The Beautiful Swordswoman, Xia Yun

A person who stands against the entire nation will undoubtedly find life to be anything but easy

Indeed, standing gracefully before Xiong Chu is none other than Miss Xia Yun, who had a brief encounter with him in the past and whom Xiong Chu had helped by drawing his sword to resolve a predicament.

A beautiful girl who appears to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, with a rosy complexion, a delicate nose, captivating eyes that sparkle like electricity, and alluring red lips

Jinyiwei

Meanwhile, he gradually became accustomed to the suffocating small hand in front of him, and his mind became much clearer. He finally realized that Miss Xia Yun's words contained many flaws, were insincere, and were contradictory. Continuing further seemed pointless

Do not think that just because you saved someone's life, they are obligated to repay you with their body

I had no intention of killing anyone today, but my mood is quite poor, so you all fall under the category of the second principle

Regardless of the circumstances, having made the acquaintance of a beautiful young lady during my first venture into the world is not too bad after all

Xiaoyaozi is a renowned figure in the martial world and ranks tenth on the assassin leaderboard

"Not bad, that's me." The voice is crisp and pleasant, charming and melodious

It turns out your swordsmanship is so sharp; I truly am foolish beyond measure. Looking back now, it is quite laughable that I once thought I had saved a person.

In the two years that followed under the guidance of Xiaoyaozi, Xiong Chu practiced this one move.

To be able to ascend to the assassin's list, Xiaoyaozi naturally possesses a wealth of experience in the martial world

Xiong Chu's sword strike today was executed with full effort, aimed at eliminating the two individuals who suddenly appeared behind him on the right side.

Xiong Chu knew that he would need to devote himself to rigorous practice for a considerable amount of time before he could possibly take on Xia Yun's sword strike

No, that day you truly saved me; otherwise, I would not have been able to see you again

What most captivates Xiong Chumeng's dreams is still the young lady's pair of small hands

The day the assassin becomes emotional is the moment when life comes to an end

For reasons unknown, this young girl is wearing a long black veil dress over a light blue muslin dress. Her cascading hair flows down her back, and if it were not for the wind, one would hardly notice her waist-length hair behind her.

"In the world, one cannot act freely; the distinction between friend and foe cannot be generalized." Miss Xia Yun nodded slightly: "These two once wanted to kill me; at that time, they were enemies. Now that we are all in the same boat, they are friends. You helped me greatly last time, and I didn't even have the chance to ask your name."

Now, when the owner of these small hands, Miss Xia Yun, inquires about a name, the trouble begins

For others, it may be inconsequential, but after Xiaoyaozi spoke about "dying and coming back to life," Xiong Chu realized that the issue of his name was one of the greatest troubles in the world

Xia Yun seems to have said a lot, but in fact, it amounts to saying nothing at all

As Xia Yun's shoulders slightly moved, her body suddenly stood up, and she seemed like a sword that had just been unsheathed: "I am not doing anything in particular; I just happened to be here to save your life!"

There are many things that Xiong Chu does not know, and these things could very well be fatal. Therefore, Xiaoyaozi passed down a saying for Xiong Chu to recite three times every day

Having met once, there is an added concern, particularly due to those unforgettable hands

With just a single thrust of the sword, two sword tips materialized, followed by a flurry of sword shadows, culminating in the current brilliance of sword light

How do I draw the sword? How do I stab? Where should I stab? Master, you are not teaching me anything, how am I supposed to practice?

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I have principles when it comes to killing

In fact, it cannot be said that way; rather, another person suddenly emerged from the dense forest and leaped in, simultaneously thrusting a sword in a flash of lightning.

Opposing the Jinyiwei is essentially seen as opposing the Emperor, which translates to opposing the court and the nation

The young woman's face is equally flawless, breathtakingly beautiful

These are two individuals exuding a chilling aura of lethal intent, and they have appeared suddenly

Is it always piercing the sun

Things are always unexpected, and it hasn't been long before we meet again

Xiong Chu is not a person of the martial world, at least he does not believe he is at this moment, but that does not mean he is a fool

A sword thrusts toward the sun

You do not need to know how to practice; you only need to practice. In the process of practicing, you will naturally understand how to practice.

Everything is so illusory, the sword light seems to descend from the heavens, something that an ordinary person could not possibly achieve

Although Xiong is not considered a person of the martial world and is unaware of its rules, he possesses a clear self-awareness

How many stitches have you practiced

At that time, Xiong Chu was venturing into the world for the first time, completely ignorant of the affairs of the martial world, yet possessed an innate chivalrous spirit characterized by the principles of "drawing the sword to help those in need" and "acting bravely in the face of righteousness"

Xiong Chu was unaware that he had offended someone he should not have, and he was still quite pleased with his heroic act of saving the beauty

The one hundred fourteen thousand eight hundred sixty-third stab

At that time, the bear had already said goodbye to the owner of those hands

This woman originally wore a hat and a veil, but she has now lifted the veil

Master, every time I strike, it is three swords. I have already practiced this action five hundred thousand times. Should I continue to practice?

After "Xiaoyaozi" experienced a near-death experience, he took the time amidst his busy schedule to specifically mention her, thus bringing to light another vast and mysterious force.

When Xiaoyaozi initially brought Xiong Chu back to his base, he casually tossed him a sword

Between the conversations, a person appeared in front of Xiong Chushen, a woman

It was this very sword that, amidst a realm of illusory sword light, found the true tip of Xiong Chu's sword, resulting in the two sword tips colliding with each other

"Whether it is a name or not, it doesn't really matter." Xiong Chu discovered that he could not mention either of his two names or aliases, but from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to deceive the beautiful young lady in front of him: "My master calls me Balang, so you can call me Balang."

Master, each of my strikes consists of two thrusts, and I have practiced this movement for three hundred thousand times

However, Xiong Chuzhang rose to his feet, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and thrust it backward, achieving his goal

The Jinyiwei are naturally the emperor's personal guards, and they are also the emperor's right hand. Xia Yun cast a deep glance at Xiong Chu and said, As for what this hand is capable of and what it has specifically done, I fear no one truly knows. Furthermore, wearing the Jinyiwei uniform does not necessarily mean one is a Jinyiwei; conversely, those not in uniform may very well be Jinyiwei.

With a murderous aura surrounding him and suddenly intruding into his vicinity, Xiong Chu did not hesitate and struck with lethal intent

Xiaoyaozi lay comfortably on a simple lounge chair, with his left hand holding a wine pouch, and said to Xiong Chu: "Practice this action two hundred thousand times, and you will become a master."

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Xiong Chu followed Xiaoyaozi's actions twice, and with this one sword, he successively killed twenty-seven people, all with the blade to their throats

When he spoke, there was no hint of warmth, yet as soon as Xiong Chu's words fell, the scene was already filled with the brilliance of countless swords.

A sword with a sheath, its hilt still stained with dried blood, and its blade embedded with numerous gemstones, clearly indicates that its owner was not only a swordsman in life but also a wealthy individual

Name, this is a huge trouble

Thinking of the owner of the beautiful little hands, Miss Xia Yun is very wary of herself. Xiong Chu has become somewhat discouraged, more so disappointed: "This place is remote and desolate, rarely visited by people, so there should not be many who know about it. Miss Xia Yun, what exactly are you here for?"

This was a statement made by Xiaoyaozi to Xiong Chu. At that time, Xiong Chu was preoccupied with thoughts of those hands, feeling somewhat dazed and disoriented. After hearing Xiaoyaozi's words, he felt a strong sense of aversion.

My name is Xia Yun, and you can call me Xia Yun or Yun. Miss Xia Yun seems to have no ulterior motives; rather, she is self-centered and continues to speak for herself: "I came here today to thank you for your generous help last time."

It is evident that the sword master did not have the chance to draw his sword before the carefree one and was already eliminated

The Jinyiwei serves as the emperor's personal bodyguard and is also the emperor's direct force

Although we said goodbye, implying "never to meet again," that graceful figure, especially those hands, lingers in my heart and cannot be forgotten

Xiong Chu can kill, and he can bury his master, but he does not know how to interact with women, let alone how to engage with a beautiful young lady

Just as Xiong Chu does not truly count as a person of the jianghu, he is even less of an old hand in the jianghu. Moreover, the small hands that linger in his heart are right before him, so he prefers to choose to believe in the truth of this statement

Xiong Chu truly did not speak falsely this time. When Xiaoyaozi inquired about his name, he also stated that he was called Balang. This was to ensure that he would forever remember the disgraceful code name No. 8, while also commemorating the blood-stained storm of the Hunyuan and Tushuo.

There is no doubt that this young lady Xia Yun has a great deal of caution regarding herself

Although this sentence is as fragrant as orchids, resembling the melodious singing of orioles, pleasing to the ear, a seasoned veteran would be able to discern that this statement is insincere, riddled with flaws, and completely off the mark.

Xia Yun is not only a beautiful young woman, but also a highly skilled martial artist. Therefore, after racking his brains for quite some time, Xiong Chu still found himself at a loss for words, appearing extremely feeble and ineffective: "What brings you here?"

Therefore, in the world of martial arts, very few people are willing to offend the Jinyiwei face to face unless absolutely necessary

Xiong Chu is concerned that he once discovered that Xiaoyaozi was extremely reticent about the three characters "Jinyiwei". Therefore, he redirected the topic: "Last time, there were three people attacking you; today, only two have come. So let's talk about Jinyiwei."

In fact, deep down, the meaning of Xiong Chu saying goodbye is to never meet again.

The breathtakingly beautiful small hand suddenly shook, and the veil on her head was lowered again, covering her exquisite features.

"Let it be Hachiro then." Xia Yun did not pay much attention: "I heard that many people died at the Pili Hall branch not long ago, and in the end, it seems that only three people left. I came over today to learn about these matters, so I wanted to see if you were doing well. Oh, by the way. Is the one buried here your companion from last time?"

When Xiong Chuba drew his sword to join the battle, he had already noticed the three individuals besieging Miss Xia Yun. Although they were not particularly remarkable figures, they were all skilled members of the Jinyiwei.

Master, I have already practiced two hundred thousand swords

A pair of flawless little hands, beautiful to the point of dazzling.

To kill for the sake of killing, this is my third principle

At this point, Xiong Chu cast a sidelong glance at the two men in black behind him. The golden thread at the cuffs of their cloaks stirred his heart: "I never expected that Miss Xia Yun, having no prior acquaintance with them, would be inseparable from the officials of the Jinyiwei."

Miss Xia Yun seems to be unaware of anything; instead, she sits cross-legged opposite Xiong Chu. In her pair of pure and flawless small hands, there is no longer a sword hilt, but rather they are placed together on her lower abdomen, a position that belongs to the heart and soul of movement and literature: "I suddenly thought of you, so I came over to take a look"

So it turns out to be Miss Xia Yun. Last time, I overestimated my abilities and truly did not deserve even a single word of thanks from you

Xiong Chu was knocked back six large steps. In the blink of an eye, Jun Mei had already noticed something amiss, and was somewhat surprised: "So it's you!"

You drew your sword and thrust it towards the sun

Why throw away the sword sheath

As for engaging in direct combat with Xia Yun, at the very least, it would require the same amount of time as before—two years to thrust one hundred and twenty thousand swords towards the sun—before there would be a glimmer of opportunity to contend.

Just now, the sudden sword strike from Miss Xia Yun came unexpectedly and was delivered with such swiftness that only Master Xiaoyaozi in his lifetime could have blocked it. Had this sword been aimed directly at him, the living bear Zhu would have surely turned into a dead bear Zhu

However, the sword that was once infallible and aimed for success today did not achieve the expected effect

However, Xiong Chu did not have the courage to look at the person's face, so he remembered these hands

To kill upon commission, this is my first principle

Originally, after preparing to bury Master Xiaoyaozi, I intended to seek out Tang Qie to eliminate him. However, a sword descended from the heavens, wielded by Miss Xia Yun, which left Xiong Chu feeling somewhat disheartened

In the morning, I face the rising sun in the east, at noon, I confront the blazing sun in the sky, and in the evening, I gaze at the setting sun in the west... You have too many questions, so much so that I cannot help but compose a poem...

In order to be able to draw my sword more swiftly at any moment, I have eliminated the step of drawing it from the sheath

Xiong Chu maintained his original position, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the long sword still resting across his knees. He then spoke the above few words without a hint of any worldly sentiment.

To kill for the sake of one's mood, this is my second principle

Under the current circumstances, Xiong Chu does not wish to hear the name Xiaoyaozi, so he decides not to dwell on this issue

In an instant, Xiong Chu felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit; the surrounding atmosphere was filled with a murderous intent, and the air became solidified.

Not every top expert is of great significance; the three characters "Jinyiwei" are sufficient. In many cases, they are more effective than a top expert.

This is not an ordinary sword; it is the renowned Luoyun Sword, which has instilled fear in the hearts of the martial arts community in Shangluo.

In fact, what Xiong Chu remembers should be the perfect and flawless right hand of the other person, tightly gripping the hilt of the sword