Three days later, Cangyue City.
In a restaurant, by the window.
Ye Ling twirled his wine glass, looking at Bai Xiaosheng, who sat upright opposite him, and asked with a smile, "Is it all settled?"
"It, it's settled," Bai Xiaosheng replied nervously.
"You didn't harbor any selfish intentions in there, did you?"
"How, how would I dare?" Bai Xiaosheng quickly replied, afraid Ye Ling would misunderstand him, leading to his head being blown off.
"Be natural. You are, after all, an envoy of the King of Extreme Martial Arts. Now you're acting as if I'm threatening you. It wouldn't look good if word got out."
"Yes, yes..."
Bai Xiaosheng didn't dare to fault Ye Ling. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tried to calm himself, making himself appear like a normal friend meeting up.
During these three days, he had been working on arranging for the King of Extreme Martial Arts' two confidants to have a martial arts competition in Cangyue City. At the same time, he had been intentionally collecting information on Ye Ling's activities in the Wu Dynasty.
As a result, he discovered that Ye Ling had killed the City Lord Shi Ming in Cangyue City just a few minutes before killing Wu Yue in the capital.
Considering that the capital and Cangyue City were a thousand miles apart, Ye Ling's ability to traverse both cities in such a short period was nothing short of divine! Da Feng Novel Network
Upon discovering this, Bai Xiaosheng didn't even dare to truthfully record Ye Ling's actions in the capital, fearing it might arouse suspicion from others.
"Bai Xiaosheng, is this the friend you mentioned?"
At this moment, a cheerful swordsman in plain clothes ascended the stairs and walked to the table of Bai Xiaosheng and Ye Ling, asking Bai Xiaosheng with a smile.
Upon hearing the swordsman's voice, Bai Xiaosheng immediately stood up and introduced them to each other, saying, "That's right. This is the renowned Cangmo Swordsman of our Wu Dynasty, Wang Li Ren."
"Brother Wang, this is the number one under heaven from the Barbarian Kingdom, Qi Xian. Like me, he is also an envoy of the King of Extreme Martial Arts."
Ye Ling had already learned from Bai Xiaosheng that Qi Xian was one of the King of Extreme Martial Arts' confidants.
Under Bai Xiaosheng's pigeon mail persuasion, Qi Xian, riding a swift horse that traveled a thousand miles a day, had rushed from the Barbarian Kingdom, thousands of miles away, overnight. He was here to compete with another confidant of the King of Extreme Martial Arts, who was also the top Fengming of the Ling Dynasty, in Cangyue City.
At Ye Ling's request, Bai Xiaosheng had to host Ye Ling and Qi Xian at this restaurant to introduce them to each other.
Ye Ling stood up and cupped his fists towards Qi Xian, saying, "I am Wang Li Ren. I have long admired your reputation. To meet you now is truly to see a man of great talent."
"Brother Wang flatters me. I've heard from Bai Xiaosheng that you are a legend in the Wu Dynasty. If I didn't have to compete with someone else later, I would have wanted to spar with you."
"Not at all, not at all. I am certainly no match for Brother Qi!"
"Brother Wang is too modest!"
As Ye Ling and Qi Xian exchanged compliments, their relationship rapidly improved, and they soon became familiar, progressing to toasting each other and boasting.
Bai Xiaosheng, seeing Ye Ling's attitude towards Qi Xian, looked at Qi Xian with a hint of guilt.
In Bai Xiaosheng's opinion, although Qi Xian was strong, Ye Ling's strength was such that he could crush Qi Xian with a single finger.
Now that Ye Ling was treating Qi Xian with such friendly demeanor, he must have an ulterior motive.
In reality, Ye Ling was indeed engaged in other matters at this very moment.
After learning from Bai Xiaosheng that Qi Xian was a confidant of the Primordial Martial King, he began to speculate whether Qi Xian might have obtained some special abilities from the Primordial Martial King.
Then, he planned to use Qi Xian's special abilities to track down the Primordial Martial King's whereabouts.
Therefore, Ye Ling wanted to meet Qi Xian to confirm his suspicions.
And Qi Xian, who had arrived, did not disappoint Ye Ling. Ye Ling sensed the Primordial Martial King's unique power within him.
Now, Ye Ling was subtly using his soul power to infiltrate Qi Xian's body, analyzing that portion of the Primordial Martial King's power within Qi Xian.
Since the Primordial Martial King was vigilant and likely monitored the power he placed within his confidants at any time, Ye Ling proceeded cautiously, analyzing the power at an extremely slow pace, which required time.
Thus, Ye Ling and Qi Xian chatted for over an hour. The wine in the restaurant was nearly depleted, and both Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian were becoming increasingly intoxicated.
Ye Ling finally finished analyzing the power within Qi Xian. He then feigned being unable to drink anymore and asked Qi Xian, "Brother Qi, I heard Brother Wang say you have a competition to attend next. With us drinking like this, is it really alright?"
"No, no problem! I cultivate the Drunken Sword style. The more I drink, the stronger I become. Today, I will definitely kill that son of a bitch, Feng Ming! Let's keep drinking!"
"Waiter, more wine!" Qi Xian shouted hazily, his tone extremely arrogant, having forgotten that the agreed-upon competition time had already passed. Da Feng Novel.
Bai Xiaosheng was also drunk at this point, completely forgetting about the competition time. He flattered Qi Xian, saying, "With your strength, Brother Qi, that fellow named Feng will surely wet his pants when he sees you!"
"Hahaha! Exactly! He'll wet his pants!"
"Qi Xian, the competition time has passed, yet you are hiding in this restaurant drinking. You've made me search for you!"
At this moment, a chilling killing intent, accompanied by a cold voice, burst in from outside the restaurant.
Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he leaned back slightly.
A silver needle broke through the window and grazed past Ye Ling's nose, shooting towards Qi Xian!
"You son of a bitch, Feng Ming! You dare to sneak attack! You're looking for death!"
Qi Xian, who had been drunk moments ago, suddenly became sharp-eyed. He grabbed his sword from the table and deflected the silver needle!
Zheng!!!
Qi Xian drew his sword, unleashed a sword qi, shattering the table and the window, and sent it towards a man in red on the opposite rooftop!
"Hmph!"
Seeing the sword qi approaching, Feng Ming let out a cold snort. He flicked his sleeve and shot out three silver needles, piercing Qi Xian's sword qi and heading towards Qi Xian, Ye Ling, and Bai Xiaosheng in the restaurant once more!
"Brother Wang, Bai Xiaosheng, get out of the way!"
Qi Xian roared, unleashing his powerful internal energy to push Bai Xiaosheng and Ye Ling aside. At the same time, he unleashed another sword qi, single-handedly blocking Feng Ming's three silver needles!
"You son of a bitch, Feng Ming! You can compete with me, but you can't hurt my brothers! Today, I will cut off your dog head!"
The drunken Qi Xian spewed vulgarities as he staggered to the broken window, looking as if he would fall with a gust of wind.
Just as the diners in the restaurant and the passersby on the street thought Qi Xian was about to jump, Qi Xian suddenly leaped out, like a dragon emerging from water, and charged towards Feng Ming on the opposite rooftop at an extremely high speed!
"Drunken Sword Howl!"
Feng Ming roared, slashing his sword horizontally. A ferocious sword qi, like a tsunami, surged towards Feng Ming, directly tearing off the roofs of many buildings in Cangyue City!
The entire Cangyue City was shaken by Feng Ming's aura.
Bai Lan, who was disguised as a diner at another table, walked to Ye Ling's side and looked at Qi Xian, who was fighting Feng Ming outside. She said to Ye Ling, "Master... I think that brother Qi Xian is quite upright. Is it a bit unethical for us to use him and then discard him?"
"This fellow Qi Xian is indeed interesting."
Ye Ling glanced at Bai Xiaosheng, who was now drunk and slumped over, and then said, "If there's an opportunity, I might help him out. But that Feng Ming..."
Ye Ling looked at Feng Ming, who was waving his silver needles outside, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "That guy, he tried to take my life with his first move..."
"I am a very vengeful person."