Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5662: Yuchi Mingfeng

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Mother, I’m fine,” Wu Di’s tone was cold as he responded softly.

Chen Qingxuan, however, was quite excited. She continued, “Good that you’re fine. Just focus on recuperating here, I’ll take care of things outside.”

“The outside?” Wu Di was somewhat puzzled. What did his mother mean by the outside?

He had no fondness for Wu Shuang and had never considered him as an opponent.

Naturally, he was unaware.

But Chen Qingxuan knew.

Even Wu Shuang himself didn’t know that he had an uncle.

An Immortal uncle.

And he had already arrived at the Wu Family.

“It’s Yuchi Mingfeng!” Chen Qingxuan slowly rose to her feet, leaning against Wu Di.

Wu Di’s expression changed, surprised. “You mean that Mingjiao prodigy, Young King Yuchi Mingfeng from Mingjiao?”

In Yue Country, there were two major super sects.

One was the Seven Star Sect, the orthodox sect of the Ancient Wood Continent. The other was Mingjiao.

The Seven Star Sect, Qingyun Sect, was said to be as old as the heavens and earth, with its origins traced back to the celestial maiden who opened the Ancient Moon Spacetime. It had been passed down to this day and was the number one sect in Yue Kingdom.

Even the royal family treated Qingyun Sect with utmost respect.

Mingjiao, however, was different.

It was a rising star. Though not as ancient as Qingyun Sect, its overall strength was not inferior.

Young King Yuchi Mingfeng was one of the contemporary geniuses of Mingjiao.

He was a significant figure.

Even the Wu Family had to take him seriously.

Although Wu Di was young, he harbored aspirations for those geniuses, and deep down, he had confidence in himself.

Little did he expect that someone like that would be related to his useless brother, Wu Shuang.

“Don’t worry, I have arranged for your uncle to return. Yuchi Mingfeng is ultimately just an Immortal, but your uncle is an Emperor!” Chen Qingxuan said confidently.

Even if it was a prodigy from the Mingjiao Sect, so what?

This was the Wu Family.

A prominent clan of Yue Kingdom, a super family under the Qingyun Sect of the Seven Star Sects.

In terms of background and strength, they were much higher than the Young King.

After inspecting his son, Chen Qingxuan hurriedly left.

The guest hall of the Wu Family.

Wu Qiong, the eldest son of the Wu Family’s third branch, Wu Di’s uncle, and also Wu Shuang’s uncle, was confronting a handsome young man.

“Wu Qiong, my nephew is just a b*stard child of your third branch. Why bother stopping me? Since you don’t value him, what harm is there in letting me take him away?” Yuchi Mingfeng’s tone was cold.

He owed a lot to this nephew of his.

When his sister fell, he was in seclusion. Now that he had emerged from seclusion and learned of his sister’s death, that nephew whom he had never met became the butt of jokes in the Wu Family.

Naturally, he wanted to take him away.

He was his last living relative.

Even if he was useless, he would protect him for life.

But he never expected that the Wu Family would refuse to let him take him away under the pretext of being a family member.

This caught him completely off guard.

Given the nature of the Wu Family, with a b*stard child who couldn’t cultivate divine power, they would be more than happy to let Wu Shuang go with his uncle.

Wu Qiong had been smiling all along, neither offending nor helping this Young King.

“Mingfeng, my dear friend, you needn’t worry about matters concerning my Wu Family’s descendants. Wu Shuang is living well within the Wu Family. Why bother? It’s better to let him enjoy a leisurely life. It’s a beautiful thing!”

Yet, deep down, Yuchi Mingfeng harbored suspicions. Pausing for a moment, he sneered, “Haha, a leisurely life?”

If that were truly the case, he would be relieved.

However, some days ago, there was a sudden pang of pain, a backlash brought about by karma.

He sensed that his nephew had encountered trouble, compounded by the fall of his sister. Hence, he hastily left seclusion to come here.

Before arriving at the Wu Family, he learned about his nephew’s situation and had already made up his mind to take Wu Shuang away.

“Isn’t this a good arrangement?” a voice interrupted their confrontation.

Entering the main hall was Chen Qingxuan.

Yuchi Mingfeng didn’t turn his head, but an overwhelming sense of pressure burst forth from him.

Seeing this, Wu Qiong’s expression also changed.

Chen Qingxuan remained composed, walking up to Wu Qiong and offering a slight bow before turning to Yuchi Mingfeng, saying slowly, “Although Wu Shuang is not my biological son, in terms of status, he’s also my child. Brother Mingfeng, there’s no need to worry.”

After all, Wu Shuang’s surname was Wu.

This statement was also meant to persuade Yuchi Mingfeng to back down.

But the other party didn’t seem inclined to do so.

Wu Qiong nodded with a smile, remaining silent on the sidelines.

The confrontation in the main hall continued.

Meanwhile, after three days of adjustment, Jian Wushuang finally managed to recover from his injuries to a large extent.

“Phew!” Jian Wushuang breathed out heavily.

Now, apart from his soul, he was just an ordinary person.

With his Origin Source temporarily inactive, he couldn’t possibly regain his peak state.

“I need to find some help!” Jian Wushuang frowned.

If he continued to cultivate like this, he feared he would have to live another life.

But now, finding himself in this situation, he didn’t have the time to live another life and slowly cultivate with the talent of this body.

It would probably take at least 10,000 years to reach the Immortal realm, that is, to unlock the Origin Source and become a Yan Immortal.

Even with his past life’s experience, it would still require hundreds of years.

And it would also require many external items.

He couldn’t afford to wait.

He came to this spacetime to achieve the Tribulation Realm.

Actually, several hundred or even ten thousand years of time wasn’t considered long.

It’s just that his current situation doesn’t allow him to wait.

What if that stepmother of his decides to kill him!

When in doubt, it’s better to slip away first.

If an Emperor is willing to help him, he only needs a trace of the power of Origin Source, to activate the Origin Source space within him, which would instantly draw out the power of Life.

With the power of Life, he could quickly recover to his peak.

But now, with no one to turn to, where could he find an Emperor to help him?

Just when Jian Wushuang was in a dilemma, he suddenly felt a wave of karma descending in his heart.

It’s not far away.

And the other party is very powerful.

“Hmm?” Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.

There are too many people in the Wu Family who are connected to him by blood.

However, the feeling it gave him was rather indifferent.

But the aura that had just descended was incredibly gentle.

It felt like family, and the attitude towards him was different from that of the Wu Family.

This surprised Jian Wushuang greatly.

Right now, he lacked such a relative!

As long as he restored his peak, the grudges in this body could be quickly resolved, and then he could search for others.

I wonder where Hu Qing and the others went!

According to the memories of this body and various things he had seen before.

This temporal river was very powerful.

Indeed, it was as powerful as Teacher Xuan Yi said, even more so than the Moro Spacetime he had encountered before.

It was one of the most dazzling nine temporal rivers in the Starry Sky.

Its internal structure was also different from other temporal rivers.

The main structure consisted of Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

As for the universe, it floated above the temporal river like stars.

The Ancient Wood Continent was one of the Ten Lands.

He had entered the Ancient Wood Continent.

Where did Hu Qing and Wu Zuo go again?

At this moment, others had the same thoughts.

It’s just that the experiences of others were slightly better than Jian Wushuang’s.

But not significantly better, as they were all striving to restore their peak.