nashuaworldcup Chapter 317 Drawing the Sword
Chapter 317 Drawing the Sword
Xu Sheng and Nian Yao got into a fight on the riverbank, and other people came running at the sound, but no one knew what to do.
Nianyao was blinded by rage, while Xu Sheng fought unarmed. Nianyao had no chance of winning, and Xu Sheng couldn't break free from the entanglement.
Conch couldn't understand the moves, but it seemed that Xu Sheng was in grave danger because he had no weapon. In desperation, it threw the bronze mirror at him.
Nianyao couldn't stop her momentum and slashed her sword at the bronze mirror. Xu Sheng took the opportunity to retreat and landed behind Xue Yunfan and Hailuo.
The seven-colored gemstones embedded in the bronze mirror were shattered, and the powder scattered like colorful hailstones. The onlookers instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes.
Nianyao's hand holding the sword went numb as if struck by lightning. The sword, which could cut through iron like mud, slipped from her hand. Then, she was thrown back by a huge force until she fell on the beach.
Xue Yunfan quickly went over to help Nianyao up: "Are you alright?"
Nianyao waved her hand and touched her chest. Before she could say anything, she burst into tears.
Holding the bronze mirror, the conch shell cried, "All the jewels are gone..."
Xu Sheng found seven gemstones of different colors: red, blue, yellow, white, black, green, and purple, and had them set in the Realm of Immortality by craftsmen. They were only delivered to Jiangxinzhou today.
The six gemstones are relatively small, with the largest one in the center being purple. Each gemstone is sparkling and incredibly beautiful.
Nianyao thought to herself, "Xu Sheng is indeed very generous; he uses the best of everything."
Hailuo was overjoyed, showing it off to everyone he met. But before he could even warm the bronze mirror, Nianyao cleaved it in two with a single sword strike, leaving not even dust. How could he not be heartbroken?
When others cry, tears stream down their faces, but when Conch cries, her tears fall like translucent pearls. If the tears didn't disappear immediately upon hitting the sand, Nianyao would almost suspect they were real pearls.
A boy who's not young anymore, he cries so easily, is he really that fragile?
Nianyao couldn't stand it anymore: "Are you even a man? You cry all the time?"
The conch shell got angry too: "I'm not a man, you're a man, you're the most manly man in the world... Waaah..."
The longsword was buried in the sand, leaving only its scabbard. Nianyao walked over and casually pulled, but the sword didn't budge. She concentrated her energy and exerted force, but the sword still didn't move.
Xue Yunfan noticed something was wrong and came over to try to help her, but the longsword remained unmoved even after he pulled it out twice.
The two looked at each other and, with perfect coordination, tried to pull the sword out, but it seemed to be stuck to something.
Nianyao looked down and dug into the sand: "What's going on? Could there be water ghosts or river gods down there? Shouldn't they be at the bottom of the river?"
Xue Yunfan also found it strange, so he drew his short sword and helped her dig in the sand.
Xu Sheng took the bronze mirror and carefully examined it. Apart from the gemstones being knocked off, the bronze mirror was intact, without a single chip or crack. All seven gemstones had shattered into powder, leaving not a trace.
Was Nianyao's sword strike so powerful? If it was truly powerful, why was the bronze mirror intact? If it wasn't powerful, why did the gemstone shatter?
The conch shell looked at him with teary eyes: "What should we do?"
Xu Sheng looked at the long sword stuck in the sand and wondered: He had only dodged and had not retaliated, but Nian Yao's sword had fallen and she had also fallen.
Could there be something wrong with the bronze mirror?
Xu Sheng walked up to Nian Yao and showed her the back of the bronze mirror: "Mrs. Luo, seven million!"
Nianyao looked up at him, puzzled.
Mr. Xu explained, "Each gemstone costs one million, but the craftsman's fee is waived."
Nianyao asked, "So?"
Mr. Xu said very seriously: "Compensation for damages is a matter of course."
Nianyao slowly stood up, her tone icy: "You're trying to extort me?"
Xu Sheng tentatively placed the bronze mirror on the top of the scabbard, and drew the sword with his other hand. His sleeves were slightly tucked in, so to onlookers it appeared that he was drawing the sword with both hands.
The longsword that Xue Yunfan and Nianyao couldn't budge with their full strength was easily pulled out by Xu Sheng like a leek.
The conch shell exclaimed in admiration, "You're amazing!"
Xu Sheng had made the right bet. He was secretly shocked, but smiled and said, "The sword cost 3 million. You can give me 10 million."
Nianyao was shocked to see him draw his sword, and immediately became furious upon hearing this: "Don't you know you've squandered all the money of the Great River Gang? How dare you ask me for money?"
Xu Sheng stood upright and spoke with conviction: "The money from the Dahe Gang was used for the war in Nanyue, so it shouldn't be attributed to me. The jewels are my private property, and the sword is yours. Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. One must be upright and honest and clearly distinguish between public and private matters."
The conch shell nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."
Nian Yao raised her head slightly: "I have no money, but you can take my life."
Xu Sheng was prepared: "The son pays for the father's debts, and the husband pays for the wife's debts. With the Great River Gang gone, Tianxia Medical Village will be the richest place in the world. Who can be richer than Luo An?"
In the end, it all boils down to their scheme to take advantage of Luo An.
Nianyao glanced at him sideways: "You scoundrel with a sharp face, you're not human."
Xu Sheng tapped his longsword, exasperated: "You're so sharp-tongued. How are you going to teach Xue Chenxi like this? Won't you ruin the Xue family's reputation? When you arrange a concubine for Luo An, remember to choose one from a scholarly family..."
Nianyao was too lazy to listen and turned to leave: "I don't want the sword anymore, you can have it."
The conch shell clenched its fist behind her, clearly expressing its dissatisfaction.
After confirming that Hailuo was male, Xue Yunfan found it much easier to get along with him. He pressed Hailuo's hand down: "Don't do that."
Xu Sheng's eyes flickered, and he patted Xue Yunfan's shoulder, speaking earnestly: "Young man, you should focus more on your studies and martial arts, otherwise you won't even be able to pull your sword out of the sand."
The first thing Nianyao did upon returning to Qinzhou was to find Su Wuming. She hurried inside, while Su Wuming walked quickly outside; the two almost bumped into each other at the entrance of the Su residence.
Su Wuming was surprised and looked behind her again and again: "Sister, you came back alone?"
Nianyao nodded: "Mm."
Su Wuming tentatively asked, "Does His Highness have any instructions? Or did Yunfan ask you to deliver a message?"
Nianyao shook her head: "I had a fight with Xu Sheng and then came back."
Did the two commanders who led troops into battle have a falling out?
Su Wuming had a bellyful of questions, but seeing her travel-worn appearance, he suppressed them and said, "Sister, why don't you wash up first, rest for a while, and then we can talk slowly?"
Nianyao's stomach rumbled: "I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"
Su Wuming instinctively wanted to take Nianyao out to eat, but seeing that Nianyao had already stepped in, he had no choice but to lead the way for her: "What would you like to eat, sister?"
Nianyao followed Su Wuming inside and immediately spotted a clump of Xiangfei bamboo in the corner of the courtyard. The bamboo leaves were lush and green, and the stalks were tall and straight.
Beside the bamboo stood a middle-aged woman. She wore a jade hairpin and a gold hairpin, a sable cloak, and a light blue brocade robe. Two maids stood beside her with their heads bowed.
The woman stared at the bamboo grove, not turning around even when she heard the sound. Two maids, however, looked over, then lowered their heads again.
Is this Qi Fei, the matriarch of the Su family? Nian Yao hesitated whether to greet her, when she heard Su Wuming say, "This way, sister."
Su Wuming led Nianyao to the kitchen. He personally took charge of the cooking, and his movements were very efficient. In less than fifteen minutes, he brought out several dishes: "Boiled sliced pork, diced chicken with garlic sauce, hot and sour cabbage, egg and tomato soup, and the rice is still hot, sister, please make do with it."
Nianyao took the bowl and chopsticks that Su Wuming handed her: "I thought... you could actually cook?"
Su Wuming smiled: "My mother was quite picky, and she would change the chef every now and then. Later, my father simply took over the cooking himself. After my father passed away, it was my brother's turn. But my brother was too busy, so it became my turn."