Chapter 1271 - 314: Sword Saint Leaves the City

Chapter 1271: Chapter 314: Sword Saint Leaves the City

Now that she thinks about it, Qin Yueyue has to admit that he was right; he always sees further than others.

If Chu hadn’t managed to seize Zhennan Pass at the time, and if the Yan people defeated the wild people and took Zhennan Pass, the northern gate of Chu would be completely open to the Yan people.

Although Chu’s infantry is unparalleled in the world, the Yan people’s cavalry is even more swift and untouchable.

Thinking of him brings a smile to Qin Yueyue’s face.

She has been cold all her life, enjoying the sight of blood-stained petals, but only with him, does she smile like flowers.

Qin Yueyue left this small desolate village. Next, she’s heading to Ying Capital City to see for herself how much the Yan State has invested in this invasion against Chu.

She knows that Ying Capital City is a crucial logistic hub for the Yan State in this war.

However,

before she’s gone far, a middle-aged man appears before her, dressed in an old long gown, holding a sword.

The man’s grip on the sword looks like he’s holding a firewood stick, overly simple and wooden.

But Qin Yueyue narrows her eyes, sensing danger, a threat of death.

Since becoming the master of the Cherishing Thoughts Manor, she hasn’t felt this way.

This feeling tells her clearly,

she might die soon.

Qin Yueyue’s gaze falls on the sword in the opponent’s hand.

On the way to Yanjing, Lord Zheng once shared a carriage with the Sword Saint, a man known for his poetry but rarely composing one, he dedicated this to the Sword Saint:

"Do not worry about the road ahead; is there anyone in the world who does not know you?"

Indeed, no one in the world does not know the Sword Saint.

Those who don’t know him, after a single sword strike, will know him.

And experts like Qin Yueyue, people of such status, don’t need to wait for him to draw the sword to guess his identity.

Causing oneself to feel a clear threat of death,

using a sword,

and here;

who else could it be but the former Sword Saint of Jin land who once stayed by Lord Pingye’s side?

Actually, Qin Yueyue is also an expert, once she stood for the Regent King during his rivalry against the Fifth Prince Xiong Tingshan.

While experts aren’t as numerous as carps across the river, among the four eastern great nations, those standing in the court, roaming the streets, hidden in the countryside, counting them takes quite some time;

but truly not many dare face the Sword Saint alone without trembling.

Although the Sword Saint was defeated once by Tian Wujing, it was when the Yan Army was bearing down, how could a Sword Saint alone avert heaven’s collapse?

Under the Snow Sea Pass, one person traversed among a thousand horsemen, slaying enemy generals, this feat, while astonishing, those truly at the pinnacle of martial arts realized;

that:

that person might have already glimpsed the level beyond the pinnacle Third Rank.

Amidst the massive armies, the so-called strong ones are nothing but slightly bigger ants, it’s common consensus;

but right now it’s in the wild, a small path, he stands at the end, she in the front.

Panic is real, yet Qin Yueyue covers her mouth with a smile saying:

"So, is the former Jin Land Sword Saint going to personally draw his sword against me, a young woman?"

For a moment, Qin Yueyue has a suspicion, could the three squads she’s lost contact with have fallen by his hand?

He,

how could it be?

He,

how could he?

A strong figure like the Sword Saint, whom even kings must treat with courtesy, like Baili Sword being the Crown Prince’s martial tutor, upon entering the imperial capital city, the Qian Emperor personally welcomed him at White Jade Bridge.

Proud as he is, would he be willing to lower himself so much to do such servant and spy work?

The Sword Saint sighed and said,

"Clearly it’s my sword, clearly the sword is in my hand, yet it’s as if everyone feels they can instruct me on how to use it."

When he appeared beside Zheng Fan,

people across from him would exclaim or scorn: You, the Sword Saint of Jin land, became the Yan people’s running dog!

Initially,

The Sword Saint would feel a bit hurt,

gradually,

after many times,

The Sword Saint became somewhat annoyed,

Your unrelated, my sword wasn’t taught by you, back when myself and my brother were struggling in Jin’s capital city, we never received so much as half a bowl of porridge from you;

Yet, when my swordsmanship achieved greatness, everyone lined up to "teach" me.

"Just surprised, that’s all, Yan people invaded Jin land, destroyed your Yu family’s corner of the world, relocated the Grand Temple in the capital to Yanjing, yet you, the Sword Saint, still serve the Yan people."

The Sword Saint shook his head and said:

"I am not a person of the court."

He has not received the king’s reward.

Moreover,

The prince is in the Jin royal mansion in Yanjing City, and according to Lord Zheng, is living quite well, the Empress Dowager is also well-maintained.

Qin Yueyue picked up a petal and placed it in her mouth, munching and saying:

"What about the Jin people? The Yan people in the Three Jin lands are above others, your Jin people, Jin soldiers, all are lower classes, can you bear it, Sword Saint?"

The Sword Saint nodded and said:

"Indeed, it’s unbearable."

Qin Yueyue slightly frowned.

The Sword Saint continued:

"Since that’s the case, let’s count together, under Jade Plate City, Qu TianNan treated my Jin people as two-legged sheep for food, is this bearable?"

One is a lower class,

One is a two-legged sheep,

Which is more severe?

The Sword Saint raised his voice:

"Eight hundred years ago, there were tribes to the west, wild people to the north, a hundred Shanyue clans to the east, different in writing and race from my Zhuxia, they invaded the borders annually, kidnapped my Zhuxia citizens as food, calling them two-legged sheep;

That’s why the Xia emperor issued imperial commands, three marquises held tokens to open borders, driving out the barbarians.