Chapter 13 Zhao Qianyun

  When Dà Sī Chéng rushed over, he hid under a big tree and looked towards the source of the sound.

  What was supposed to be a fierce beast hunt turned out to be three people entangled together, one woman and two men. What made it even more incomprehensible for Si Cheng was that every time they clashed, their movements were accompanied by a five-colored rainbow glow.

  Judging from the scene, it seems that the two men are in cahoots and are fighting against the woman. The woman is quite formidable and is actually holding her own against the two men.

  Sai Cheng watched from there, feeling that any of those few people could easily take him down as he was now.

  "Is this what Qing Shi said about a cultivator?"

  "If I had such strength too." Si Cheng was getting more and more excited, the more he thought about it.

  "What kind of people are you? Why are you pursuing me relentlessly?" The woman was also extremely annoyed, and this time she had managed to sneak out, planning to come here to hunt some fierce beasts and taste the freshness. Who knew that halfway through, she encountered these two men, who didn't say a word before fiercely chasing and beating her. The woman discovered that these two men were skilled fighters, so she knew they weren't ordinary people, and she didn't want to get entangled in a fight while retreating. She retreated, but the two men became even more frenzied and pounced on her.

  So after three hours now, seeing that the spiritual energy and physical strength are no longer sufficient, only then did I realize that if this continues it won't be good.

  "I take it you two are no ordinary people; do you know who I am?"

  "I don't care who you are, just hand over everything on your body and let my brothers and I have a good time. We'll naturally let you go afterwards." One of the men said with a sour tone while fighting.

  "Ah, little beauty, don't struggle anymore. You alone are no match for us, even if you're very capable. Just surrender quietly and spare yourself the pain of being caught and beaten." Another man's voice was even more sinister...

  "You... are so feminine that it's annoying, but for now, there is no way to escape. This situation is becoming increasingly dangerous."

  Hiding under the tree, Si Cheng clearly heard their conversation. "It seems that these two men are not good people, they rob and steal, and they even want to... It's simply shameless." Si Cheng thought this way, he already had the idea of rescuing the woman, but how to do it?

  Xia Cheng quietly retreated back, using the cover of the woods to sneak up behind the two men. "First, use all my strength to deal with one of them... hmm, that's what I'll do."

  Initiate the technique, concentrate all internal energy into the sword, and wait for the opportunity.

  Suddenly, the woman attacked again, and in the brief moment when the two men were struggling to defend themselves, an opportunity arose.

  Launch, "Sword Light Formless" a sword struck a man fiercely.

  "Ahh!" With a miserable cry, the scene was momentarily stagnant. A man was knocked flying over two meters away, his body in disarray, blood and flesh blurred together, lying on the ground with no strength to fight back.

  "Wow, this sword is so powerful!" Si Cheng was also overjoyed at seeing such a result.

  "Who... who are you?" The other man saw Si Cheng suddenly appear and immediately beat up his brother, and he panicked. They were two brothers who were outer disciples of a medium-sized Taoist sect in the nearby area, and they had come out today to hunt beasts to sell for money. However, soon after they arrived, they encountered this woman, and seeing that she was alone, they harbored evil intentions. It wasn't their first time killing people and robbing them, so the two brothers discussed it and took action.

  Who knew the woman was so troublesome, fortunately there were two of them, if it were one person, she wouldn't be their match. But even like this, they still couldn't defeat the woman, and could only exhaust her, thinking that as long as the woman's physical strength was exhausted, everything would be fine. However, just when they thought they were about to succeed, another person suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and with just one sword, defeated the big brother who was even stronger than him. This made him panic.

  Thinking of this, the man suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, turned around and ran away, not even caring about his brother who was lying on the ground unconscious.

  Watching the man who was fleeing in a fluster and lying on the ground, the woman finally let out a sigh of relief. Today was really close, she didn't expect to meet a cultivator here. But this young-looking man had no spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, nor did he have any aura of cultivation, he should be an ordinary person, but how could that sword just now be so powerful, it's really strange.

  The girl didn't understand what was going on for a moment, but she knew she was already safe. She immediately came to the front of Si Cheng, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, sir, for saving me."

  "Hehe, it's nothing, nothing." Si Cheng rubbed his head and said with a smile.

  When Cui Cheng saw the woman's appearance, a cry of surprise almost escaped from his mouth. What kind of woman was this? Her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, her delicate face still had a faint flush, and her pink outer garment added a touch of elegance, with an aura of sacredness that seemed to be a fairy descending into the mortal world.

  "Could this be the legendary fairy?"

  "Cough cough, young master...young master..." Seeing Si Cheng's dazed expression, the woman smiled and hastily called out to him.

  "Huh? Oh, sorry about that. I was lost in thought for a moment. Nice to meet you, Miss." Zhai Cheng's face also turned bright red at the same time. When had he ever seen such a beautiful girl? Except for his mother, but even his mother wasn't as beautiful as her.

  "Hahaha..." The woman couldn't help but laugh when she saw Si Cheng's silly expression.

  "My name is Zhao Qianyun."

  "Oh, hello Miss Zhao."

  "Hehe, thank you so much for saving me today, Sir. Otherwise, I really don't know what the outcome would have been."

  "This... I just happened to be passing by and saw those two scoundrels trying to bully you, Zhao Niangzi, so I... Hehe!"

  "Anyway, it was you who saved me, thank you!" Zhao Qianyun said with another bow.

  "Oh, right, Sir Gongyang, you..."

  "Just call me Sicong, this 'young master' thing sounds awkward." Sicong scratched his head and said with a smile.

  "Alright... Si Cheng, I don't think you're a cultivator, are you?"

  "My home is in Hongzhucun, which is almost a three-day journey from here, and I am not a Taoist." Si Cheng was very curious, why would she ask this question, could it be that she really is...

  "Hmm, that's strange. With your ordinary body, how can you burst out with such great power? You should know that those two are cultivators, although their realm is low, but they're not ordinary people who can be matched. You actually defeated one of them with just one sword, how did you do it?" Zhao Qianyun's face was full of doubt, staring at Si Cheng and asking.

  "Hmm, I just poured all my strength into the treasured sword and struck with all my might. That's how it ended up like this... I don't know why either." Si Cheng thought for a moment before responding in such a way; after all, he couldn't say that he had the Twelve Styles of the Heavenly Sword.

  "Oh? Can you lend me the treasured sword for a look?"

  "Of course"

  Picking up the treasure sword, Zhao Qianyun's face changed, "This sword is particularly good, could it be because of this sword?" Zhao Qianyun muttered to herself while looking at the sword.

  "Sir, can you tell me the origin of this sword?"

  "Miss Zhao, this was given to me by my grandfather before I came up the mountain. He said it's our family heirloom."

  "Oh"

  The sword is called Wind and Cloud Sword

  "What? Fengyun Sword?" A cry of surprise startled Si Cheng who was in the middle of speaking.

  "What's wrong, Zhao? Is there something on your mind?" Si Cheng asked, looking at her astonished expression.

  "Hehe, nothing, just thought of a legend." Zhao Qianyun also felt herself losing composure and quickly adjusted herself.

  "What legend?"

  "This, I also saw it in a classic book, legend has it that over 1,000 years ago, the cultivation world had a genius who reached the Dao Zun realm in just over 100 years. This person hated evil and killed demons and monsters, making the demon cultivators and monster cultivators restless. Later, he was surrounded and killed by powerful enemies such as the Demon Lord and Monster Lord. Since then, no one has appeared to match him. The weapon he used was a sword, and its name is indeed the Wind Cloud Sword."

  "What? Such a coincidence?" Si Cheng's face changed, and he was very surprised in his heart.

  "Hehe, that's just a legend. Besides, this Wind Cloud Sword might not be the same one you're thinking of, so don't think too much about it." Zhao Qianyun said with a smile, seeing Si Cheng's puzzled expression.

  "But it's better to use this sword less often in the future. If the demonic and evil cultivators find out, they might try to seize it." Zhao Qianyun still wasn't at ease and advised Si Cheng one last time. Because others didn't understand, she understood that it wasn't just a legend, but a true story. She said this because she didn't want Si Cheng to have any burdens.

  "Thank you, Miss Zhao. I'll be more careful in the future." Si Cheng said with a slight bow of his head to Zhao Qianyun.

  "Well, I'm leaving, see you next time." He said and got up to leave.

  Si Cheng didn't say anything, they were just fleeting acquaintances. No matter how beautiful she was, he couldn't keep her by his side. Besides, Si Cheng's heart was set on curing his mother's eyes and wouldn't think about romantic entanglements.

  "Oh, right, Kunlun Mountain will be recruiting disciples under the mountain after March. I think you're not bad, you can go try." Just as Si Cheng was about to leave, Zhao Qianyun's melodious voice came again.

  Looking at the gradually blurred figure, Si Cheng muttered to himself: "I will, after March I will go to Kunlun Mountain."