The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 244 - The White-robed Priestess
Passing through the city borders without any identity marks was a very bad thing, Xin Chen was forced to barge in secretly to avoid inspection. In some places there are many soldiers passing by, they are stalking the entire street with a look of caution. This makes some residents anxious, some even prefer to stay at home until things improve.
Lately security in all places tightened after the big news that shook the martial world of the Shang Empire. Four hundred and thirty members of the Four Surveillance Units ran out unceremoniously. Seeing that the three people were about to travel with just a bundle of cloth on their shoulders, the three people were having a serious argument with the gatekeeper.
"We want to pass! Fuck the rules!"
"This is the government's rule! It is forbidden to leave without permission!"
"Our legs! Is it the government that feeds us?!" challenge the youngest among them, it might be around 14 years old but the bold look in his eyes made him look like a mature youth.
Hearing the snapping the gatekeepers were overwhelmed just to drive their way. Xin Chen and a few others listened to the matter, it was indeed very attention-grabbing. Xin Chen noticed the smallest among the three young men, he smiled faintly as he saw the boy still clasping the windmill in his hand.
"We'll join the Four Surveillance Units! No matter what you say! And besides we are not people from the Shang Empire, you have no right to govern us!" this time the oldest one called out loudly, Xin Chen was stunned when he heard that voice, very familiar in his ears.
"You ..."
"I know who you are, have you risen from your grave?"
The sound of someone buzzing in his ears, Xin Chen flipped around deftly, finding an old man in a white robe covering his entire body now standing right behind. He fled to the quieter streets of the city, they chased each other until they arrived at a large place that only grew one shady tree.
Li Yong showed off a wide smile, his age was indeed very old but his memory clearly said that the figure was the son of his disciple who had disappeared the past few years. "You're easily diverted, Xin Chen."
Xin Chen looked down his identity could be revealed in Li Yong's hands, even at this moment the man was smiling in a moment when he felt threatened.
Li Yong read Xin Chen's expression which was completely disturbed. "Everything went by so fast. Your father left when I wasn't there."
"I don't have time to mince words," Then Xin Chen lowered his head. Li Yong who heard it just laughed, "Hahahhaha right too, you are too busy taking care of all that. Like your father used to be. Don't be afraid, I won't stop you."
Li Yong's meaningful facial complexion seemed to mean that he would not expose Xin Chen's existence, a deep breath of the old priest could be heard. He looked at Xin Chen straight, his eyes which were now filled with wrinkles looked shady and soothing.
"You waited a long time behind the fire. Is it for a vengeance?"
Xin Chen neither moved nor denied it, he could not answer Li Yong's question. The old man took out a wooden sword and threw it towards Xin Chen.
"Prove your determination to be a fighter born to defend justice."
"Justice and peace are long dead."
"All heroes are long dead."
This time Li Yong no longer replied to him, he was stunned as Xin Chen prepared to fight. His two eyes remained closed, making Li Yong wonder. "You've changed a lot."
A fierce battle ensued as the wind from the south swept away his second robe, the old swordsman in white-robed Li Yong moved nimbly. His sword never blunted once a war never took place. He countered Xin Chen's stalk by inserting a straight sword pull, making his opponent snub a distance. Attacking Li Yong's leg, the man jumped up high.
Xin Chen attacked Li Yong in a row, the fielding and the attack between the two happened for quite a while. Almost evenly matched, Li Yong managed to hit his opponent's wooden sword. He cornered Xin Chen in one strike, yet all of that was replied to by Xin Chen so quickly.
A sloping cross-section, Xin Chen was now standing behind Li Yong with the wooden sword still in its original position.
Until finally half of Li Yong's sword fell to the ground, splitting into two. The man looked down, noticing the robe on his chest that was slightly torn apart by a sharp gust of wind. Li Yong smiled again, "I'm sure you attacked from my left side."
"Speed can blind you, Senior Li."
"Hahhaa you're right." Li Yong was amazed by Xin Chen's current development, he learned faster without being told by a teacher. Being alone in Renwu City matured him in many ways, that was what Li Yong realized when he saw him now.
"That "sword in your hand could save thousands of lives. Like your father, never be afraid to lose to yourself. There are so many people who want to help you here. Come, Lotus Temple awaits your return." Li Yong's warm smile indirectly reassured Xin Chen, he retorted with a lowered head.
"I'll be back."
"Take good, we're with you."
Li Yong could not say more because Xin Chen had now disappeared from his sight, but now the heart of the man was much calmer than before. Finding Xin Chen after so long searching for his whereabouts, Li Yong believed in fate. Xin Chen would continue to live on and that was what he had believed for these seven years, even as everyone insisted on saying that the child of the Demon Sword was dead.
That way the man felt he could rest in peace. Li Yong exhaled for the second time, staring at the meadow before him as he faintly spoke.
"Uniting the Three Empires, huh? I used to think you couldn't do it, but I just wish you could make it happen. You are now ...."
He continued, "I'm sure you'll actually do it, Xin Chen."
Li Yong did not feel like leaving so quickly, but the poison that gnawed at his body did not allow the man to live any longer. Shen Xuemei disappeared ever since the black school warriors were increasingly chasing after her. Li Yong could not dodge anymore, the Lotus Temple was on the verge of collapse. Other more powerful sects shifted their upper positions from the Empire.
"I was afraid that before you came back, our house had already collapsed."
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