Supreme Warrior in the City

Chapter 623: Chapter 622: Original Sword Technique

Ever since Su Yang witnessed Ye Jiansheng’s heaven-defying swordsmanship, he had taken a special interest in the art of the sword.

However, cultivating swordsmanship like that of Ye Jiansheng was not an easy feat.

Ye Jiansheng had reached the level where complexity became simplicity, where a single sword strike, with a myriad of changes, could be simplified to the most ordinary blow. And the most ordinary blow could transform into myriad swords, a level that Su Yang’s current state could not attain.

Thus, the exquisite swordsmanship of Elder Hou just now was quite suitable.

Yet, Su Yang faintly felt that Elder Hou’s move had not yet concluded.

The saying goes, ”destroy and then establish,” which is a rather important mindset in Destiny’s Tome.

Elder Hou’s sword indeed achieved ’destroy,’ but lacked the process of ’establish.’ If followed by another strike, could the effect be even better?

For a long time, Su Yang pondered in his heart, evolving Elder Hou’s sword move countless times in his mind. It could be said that he now fully understood this sword move; if he were to use it, the effect would not be much less than that of Elder Hou’s.

However, after this ’destruction,’ how should he ’establish’?

Su Yang contemplated with closed eyes all the way until he was about to enter the provincial city, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

”Stop the car!” shouted Su Yang.

Master Fang immediately stopped the car, ”Immortal Master, what is the matter?”

”Wait here for me. I’ll be back soon!” Having said this, Su Yang directly opened the car door and rushed out, swiftly heading towards a mountain in the distance.

The others did not know what had happened, so they all sat in the car waiting.

Su Yang sprinted to a small, uninhabited grove and casually broke off a tree branch. With his hand as a knife, he whittled the branch into the shape of a sword.

Then, gripping the wooden sword tightly, Su Yang slowly thrust it forward. Halfway through the thrust, he suddenly infused the wooden sword with his strength.

The wooden sword instantly shattered, transforming into dozens of fragments that rushed forward at full speed, identical to Elder Hou’s move.

However, Su Yang immediately followed up with a sharp extension of his right hand, sweeping it like a sword.

Following Su Yang’s motion, those dozens of fragments abruptly stopped in the air and rapidly converged to form a wooden sword, once again slashing down. The speed and power were astonishing.

If Elder Hou were here to see this move, he would surely jump up excitedly. His move, Celestial Maiden Scatter, had indeed been complemented by Su Yang.

Moreover, the power of this move was extremely terrifying.

Gathering all the fragments together and striking down again was something Elder Hou had never considered!

Su Yang reached out with his right hand, and the wooden sword returned to his grasp, appearing to be intact. But in reality, the wooden sword had already become fragments.

Su Yang breathed out lightly; he was very satisfied with this move, which might as well become his own swordsmanship.

By three in the afternoon, Su Yang and his company finally arrived at the provincial city.

This was Su Yang’s second visit to the provincial city. The first time he had come with Ying’er, and it was on that occasion that he met Huo Qianfang.

Su Yang hadn’t expected he would come here again, and thinking about Huo Qianfang’s last visit to Pingnan Province, a wave of panic flashed through him.

Fearless of heaven and earth, Su Yang was, oddly enough, at a loss when it came to such women. What would he do if Huo Qianfang came looking for him again, insisting on sharing a room with him?

If Huo Qianfang were someone like Cheng Bingyan, Su Yang naturally wouldn’t be afraid. Should she dare to come close, he’d simply slap her back.

However, although Huo Qianfang had a fiery temper, she was particularly kind-hearted by nature. Su Yang couldn’t possibly strike such a person.

Upon entering the city, Su Yang became a bit worried and specifically instructed Master Fang to keep a low profile and to stop mentioning his name.

Master Fang was left speechless. Wasn’t it you who told the Cheng and Lin families this morning that you were coming to the provincial city? Now you say we should keep a low profile; isn’t it a bit late for that?

They found a hotel in the city to stay temporarily. Su Yang directly asked Feng Beiche to investigate Ling Laoqi’s whereabouts. However, he was told that Ling Laoqi had gone on a trip with some members of the Ten Great Families and wouldn’t return until evening.

Since that was the case, Su Yang was in no hurry to find Ling Laoqi. Instead, he waited in the hotel, planning to handle everything in the evening.

As evening approached, Feng Beiche called to inform them that Ling Laoqi and his group had returned. Moreover, there would be a banquet at Ziyun Pavilion in the city tonight, hosting the Ten Great Families and some young rascals from the provincial city, and the scale of the banquet was quite significant.

”Ziyun Pavilion is the Huo Family’s property and the most expensive restaurant in the city,” Lin Zhenshan said. ”This Ling Laoqi really doesn’t hold back, inviting so many wealthy heirs. Just the cost of dining and drinking for one night would probably amount to several million!”

Su Yang was somewhat concerned; if it was the Huo Family’s property, then there was a good chance Huo Qianfang might receive the news of his arrival. Could it be that he wouldn’t be able to avoid Huo Qianfang on this visit?

Despite his reluctance, Su Yang had no other choice. He needed to sort this matter out quickly and then return to Pingnan Province with Old Lin. The longer he stayed here, the higher the chance of encountering Huo Qianfang. Su Yang truly didn’t want to stay in Pingbei Province any longer than necessary.

With time to spare before dinner, Su Yang decided to wait in the hotel. Around seven-thirty in the evening, Su Yang and his party left the hotel and headed for Ziyun Pavilion.

Ziyun Pavilion was located near the suburbs of the provincial city, occupying a large area with a garden outside; the actual Ziyun Pavilion was the building in the center.

Su Yang and his group were stopped by security as soon as they reached the entrance to Ziyun Pavilion.

This place operated on a membership basis; one couldn’t enter without a membership card or being escorted by a member.

Fortunately, Feng Beiche had anticipated this situation and possessed a membership card for the place, helping Su Yang and the others to resolve the issue of entering. Otherwise, they probably would have had to cause some trouble at the entrance.

Although Feng Beiche was well-known in Zifeng City, his reputation in the provincial city was somewhat modest. The expressions of the service staff leading Su Yang and his group made it clear; they didn’t really care about Feng Beiche.

Once inside the Ziyun Pavilion’s main hall, it was a noisy scene, with many young people talking and laughing loudly.

Ling Laoqi’s banquet that evening had drawn nearly all the provincial city’s young and rowdy heirs he could invite, roughly over a hundred people in attendance, which naturally resulted in some chaos.

In fact, most of the wealthy heirs Ling Laoqi managed to invite were of the lesser-known sort. No matter how influential he was in Zifeng City, he couldn’t impact the provincial city’s social circle. The real heirs of the Ten Great Families were still beyond his reach.

Even so, Ling Laoqi was very pleased with himself. After all, comparing the Seven Great Families of Zifeng City to the Ten Great Families of the provincial city was like comparing apples to oranges.