Chapter 31: With Great Success Comes Retreat (First Update Seeking Votes)

  Today's third update is here... desperately seeking recommendation votes!!

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  After the change, Changsheng Sword looked completely different from its original appearance. Two words appeared on the sword's edge: "Qing Ming!"

  Li Chengfeng held his sword and saluted Yang Tianwen with great solemnity, saying: "Brother Yang's noble deed, I, Li, am deeply grateful for your kindness. This favor, this virtue, I will never dare to forget."

  Yang Tian asked shook his head and said, "For me, it's also a repayment of kindness, repaying Li Dage's hospitality for the past three years. You don't have to worry about it." Looking at the Qingming sword in Li Chengfeng's hand, he said, "So this sword is called Qingming."

  Li Chengfeng was extremely intelligent and naturally understood Yang Tian's doubts in his heart. Without hiding, he replied: "I just knew it too. All along, the Li family had been passing down this treasure sword from generation to generation. Our ancestors were always thinking about finding out the secrets of the sword, but who would have thought that all the secrets were not in the sword itself, but in this sword bead!"

  "Xiamu?" Yang Tian asked, unclear.

  "Not bad, I also coincidentally obtained the recognition of Jian Wan and got his inheritance. To unlock the true seal of Qing Ming Sword, one must obtain Jian Wan's inheritance and then open it with Li's bloodline." Li Chengfeng explained simply, "In Jian Wan, it records the ultimate sword art of my Li ancestor thousands of years ago. After cultivating to the extreme, one can live forever, so this so-called Longevity Sword is derived from this."

  "Oh, I see. Since the sword has been delivered, my task is done, and I can finally do something for myself. Goodbye!" Yang Tianwen said as he jumped away. It's not hard to guess that the sword mantra in the sword pill should be the cultivation method of the Sword Cultivator. No wonder the last sword looked nothing like a mortal's technique.

  Li Chengfeng watched Yang Tianwen leave and nodded silently to himself without saying anything else, then he also left.

  Yang Tianwen didn't return to Tingyu Building until late in the afternoon. As soon as he arrived, Yu Qinghong pulled him over and said: "I've already posted the notice you asked me to send out under the name of the Swordsmanship Competition. The location is set at the study hall in Tingyu Building. What do you think?"

  "Oh no~~!" Yang Tian asked, only to remember the favor he had asked Yu Lao Er to do when he went out in the afternoon. But who would have thought that this trip to find Tian Ji Lao Ren would unexpectedly lead to finding Li Da Ye's grandson and returning the Chang Sheng Sword? The sword is gone, so where did the reward ceremony come from? How can this be wrapped up now? Depressing.

  "What's wrong?" Yu Qinghong asked strangely, unaware of these things.

  "I returned the sword." Yang Tianwu replied, and then recounted the events of today one by one.

  Yu Qing Hong was stunned, and with a wave of his hand, he said: "This sword is originally a disaster, you've gone back now, but what about the famous invitation that has been sent out?"

  "Although releasing the pigeons was not good behavior, I really forgot. A while later, re-post a name post and tell them that the sword is no longer here, and the Sword Appreciation Meeting is cancelled." Yang Tianwen shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.

  Yu Qing Hong was taken aback, hanging his head in dismay and saying: "I believe what you say, but will they also believe it?" It's unlikely that others won't think you're playing tricks on them. They are high-ranking aristocratic families, one after another, all high and mighty, if you play tricks on them like this, it's hard to guarantee that they won't get angry and humiliated.

  Yang Tian thought for a moment, if it were himself being deceived like this, he probably wouldn't believe it at all, it's hard to provoke the anger of many people, although he wasn't afraid, but it would be troublesome!

  "What can we do now?" Yang Tian asked, having no solution. Damn it, things had just been settled, and he was supposed to be doing his own thing, but then this crappy situation came up again.

  "I don't know." Yu Qinghong rolled his eyes and replied bluntly.

  "Never mind, let's talk about it tomorrow. Li Chengfeng has killed the evil gun, such a shocking thing will surely surprise those guys for a while, maybe no one will come tomorrow?" Yang Tian asked optimistically.

  "Alas, it seems I have no choice but to practice diligently too. Li Chengfeng isn't much older than me, yet he's already become a Divine Stage expert and even defeated the infamous Divine Stage master, Evil Gun, who has been famous for decades! And you're also far stronger than me... I must work harder!" Yu Qinghong sighed, shaking his head as he spoke.

  "Haha, well then, you can slowly work hard, today I've accomplished my goal and I'm in a good mood, let's go to the Music Institute. What does that Fengxiu look like, I'm also very curious!" Yang Tian asked as he led the way out of the room, heading towards the Music Institute among the four institutes of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

  "What? Really?" Yu Qinghong suddenly became excited. He had dragged Yang Tianwen to it before, but he didn't do it himself. How did he take the initiative today?

  "Nonsense, let's go~~!" Yang Tianwen scolded with a smile. The current Yang Tianwen is carefree and extremely enjoys the feeling of being able to do whatever he wants. Who doesn't like beautiful women? Yang Tianwen is an absolutely normal man, previously single due to poverty and high standards.

  Yu Qinghong quickly followed up with a smile on his face, looking very happy, but this smile seemed somewhat lewd. The little white cat that was originally sleeping also jumped up from Yang Tianwen's shoulder, and it looked like this little guy was also very excited.

  The master of the Qin Institute is naturally Fengxiu Dajia, but it's impossible for the entire Qin Institute to have only one person, Fengxiu Dajia. There are about 200 qin players in the institute, divided into three levels, with the first level being the highest. To get these masters to play the qin, a price must be paid, and identity is also an important part of it. Just having money is not enough. Fengxiu Dajia belongs to the "BOSS" that transcends the first level, and there are more rules to follow.

  In the Qin Institute, beauties are as numerous as clouds. It can be said that it is a place where many of the mainland's upper-class people release their desires, and of course, it can also be said to be a place for entertainment and relaxation, depending on how you understand it.

  The size of the Qinyuan is comparable to the front hall of Tingyulou, and it's even bigger. Countless celebrities and young masters linger here, indulging in pleasure and forgetting about their homes. It's the most popular among the four institutes of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting in Tingyulou, with the most beautiful women, and also the most profitable branch. The musicians here are all beautiful virgins, naturally they are free-spirited, to get them, one must rely on their own abilities.