What a lucky world!

Chapter 142 The trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy them

Outside the bamboo forest is a long river that winds around Lanling City. It is called Lanjiang.

There was a pleasure boat on the Lan River. Standing at the prow was a middle-aged man, wearing a feather fan and a long scarf, looking quite elegant. He looked toward the bamboo forest. A moment later, he saw Zhuge Nanxian emerge from the grove and stand on the bank of the Lan River, looking at him across the river.

The next moment, Zhuge Nanxian moved and jumped two or three feet away. Then he tapped his toes lightly, without touching the water surface, but the water surface sank an inch by itself, and then a splash of water bounced back. At this time, Zhuge Nanxian stepped right in the middle of the splash of water and flew forward another three to five feet.

With every step, a wave splashed. In just three or five steps, Zhuge Nanxian had already approached the pleasure boat. Then, her body moved as one, and finally, she landed lightly on the deck of the pleasure boat.

"What a handsome move." The middle-aged man looked at Zhuge Nanxian who landed in front of him and praised softly, "I haven't seen him in twenty years."

"Have you seen it twenty years ago?" Zhuge Nanxian asked.

"Twenty years ago, on the Jialing River." A flash of memory flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes. "Brother Zhuge, your graceful and elegant demeanor captivated me deeply."

"I wonder what you and Zhuge Huaiyu call each other, little girl?"

"That's my father!" Zhuge Nanxian replied.

"I thought the look between his eyebrows seemed familiar, but it turns out he's the descendant of an old friend." The middle-aged man nodded. "How is your father?"

"I don't know." Zhuge Nanxian didn't want to discuss this issue any further. Instead, he looked at the other party and asked, "Are you Ye Hanzhou's alcoholic father, Ye Suifeng?"

"He doesn't look like a drunk."

"Hahahaha..." Ye Suifeng laughed twice upon hearing this, untied the wine gourd from his waist, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and asked, "Does it look like it now?"

Zhuge Nanxian shrugged and walked to the edge of the pleasure boat before speaking, "Old Qin has left. You brought me here. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Miss Zhuge, let me ask you a question, why do you want to be friends with my son?" Ye Suifeng asked with a smile.

Zhuge Nanxian frowned slightly and shook his head: "I don't know if it's me who is good friends with Ye Hanzhou, it's Brother Mu."

"Are you talking about the young man who traveled with Han Zhou?" Ye Suifeng's expression changed slightly. "Isn't he from your Zhuge family?"

Zhuge Nanxian's question really exceeded Ye Suifeng's expectations.

Ever since seeing Zhuge Nanxian at the inn, Ye Suifeng had suspected something about her background, and his suspicions had just been confirmed. He hadn't expected that the man and woman in charge was not the daughter of Zhuge's direct lineage, but the young man.

"I actually hope so," Zhuge Nanxian said, then his eyes swirled as he spoke, "I can't tell you Brother Mu's family background, but do you know who that old man Qin who just left is?"

"I don't know." Ye Suifeng shook his head. "I vaguely know that the senior should be a Grandmaster or above, but I have been away from the martial arts world for the past twenty years, so I am ignorant and don't know Taishan."

"Have you ever heard of the wild singing of Chu?" Zhuge Nanxian said.

"Chu Kuangren, Qin Fengge?" Ye Suifeng's face changed, "Grandmaster!"

"Brother Mu is his disciple!" Zhuge Nanxian emphasized, "The heir to his legacy!"

Ye Suifeng was startled at first, then burst into laughter. After just a few laughs, he started coughing violently again. At this time, a charming woman ran out of the cabin, patted Ye Suifeng's back to help him calm down, and took out a pill for him to swallow. Only then did Ye Suifeng calm down.

"You lost your composure." Ye Suifeng bowed to Zhuge Nanxian.

Zhuge Nanxian glanced at Ye Suifeng and was just considering whether to speak frankly when he heard Ye Suifeng suddenly ask, "You guys are here for the White Horse Volunteers' military training methods, right?"

Zhuge Nanxian's expression froze for a moment, then he asked, "Uncle Ye, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course it's the truth."

Zhuge Nanxian nodded: "I just learned about the White Horse Volunteers..."

"Where is that little brother?" Ye Suifeng asked.

Zhuge Nanxian shrugged: "He probably doesn't know yet."

Ye Suifeng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "If, I mean if, I offer the White Horse Volunteers' military training method as a price, what price can Tiannan City offer to Han Zhou?"

Zhuge Nanxian fell silent. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The core disciples are no different from the Zhuge family."

"But he must marry my daughter, Zhuge. It won't count as marrying into the family. The incense will still belong to the Ye family, but the Ye family will have branches and leaves in Tiannan City from now on."

"The latter is a condition and also a guarantee."

Ye Suifeng nodded after hearing this: "That makes sense."

Zhuge Nanxian looked at Ye Suifeng again and asked, "So, the White Horse Volunteers' military training method is in your hands?"

"Not here." Ye Suifeng took two more sips of wine, wiped his mouth, and said, "But sooner or later he will be in Han Zhou's hands."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Nanxian also smiled and said, "Is that early or late?"

"Within three days." Ye Suifeng said lightly.

Zhuge Nanxian raised an eyebrow. "If that's the case, and if Ye Hanzhou is willing, I'll make the deal. It's settled."

"Do you really have the final say?" Ye Hanzhou asked suspiciously, "Don't you need to discuss this with Brother Mu and Qin Fengge?"

"As for the military training method, I was stupid to push it away..." Zhuge Nanxian smiled, "But we have a deal. Ye Hanzhou has to be willing to come with me, willing to marry me, Zhuge girl, and willing to put down roots in Tiannan from now on. That's the only way it will work." "Otherwise, although the military training method is good, Tiannan City doesn't need someone whose heart doesn't belong there."

"What a boldness!" Ye Suifeng sighed, "This is what a thousand-year-old family looks like..."

"We've discussed the matter, but my niece has a question..." Zhuge Nanxian continued.

"Are you talking about the sword intent on Han Zhou?" Ye Suifeng asked.

"That's right." Zhuge Nanxian nodded.

Ye Suifeng looked at the calm Lan Jiang, was silent for a moment, and sighed: "It's my fault."

"Impossible!" Zhuge Nanxian said, "Old Man Qin said that this is a power that only Grandmasters and above can achieve."

"I have my own way." Ye Suifeng said lightly without further explanation.

After another moment of silence, Ye Suifeng suddenly said, "The Ye family is originally a branch of the Gongsun family in Youzhou."

When Zhuge Nanxian heard Ye Suifeng's words, there was no surprise on his face.

Seeing Zhuge Nanxian's reaction, Ye Suifeng smiled and said, "You have indeed found out."

"That's right, it's not difficult to find out."

"Back then, the Gongsun clan controlled the northern border, and while it was impressive, few knew of the sacrifices they made."

"In order to deal with the demons and barbarians of the Four Northern Continents, the elders of the Gongsun family developed a pseudo-peerless sword technique called the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade."

"This sword technique is extremely fast to practice and powerful, but it is harmful to one's character. Many years later, it was banned from practice by the Gongsun family."

"But there were always people in the family who felt it was a pity, so they organized several sword masters to study and polish the technique, and they actually found a solution."

"I know." Zhuge Nanxian nodded, "Sharpen the knife!"

Ye Suifeng looked at Zhuge Nanxian and smiled: "Yes, sharpen the knife!"

“But that’s just one of the things.”

"Once you become a Grandmaster and see the world, you won't be able to solve the problem by just sharpening your sword."

Ye Suifeng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if he was spitting out decades of resentment.

"Since this sword technique is faster than other martial arts, it naturally comes with an additional price."

"After becoming a Grandmaster, evil spirits will be born in the body, and it requires a stronger martial luck than ordinary people to suppress it!"

"But unfortunately, this sword technique cannot be retrained. Once the power is lost, all cultivation will be wasted."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Nanxian frowned and realized the problem.

In this case, this sword technique actually wastes the warrior's innate martial luck. If she encountered such a situation in Tiannan City, she would definitely stop the younger generation from practicing this sword technique until a solution was found.

But instead of banning it, Fenglin Villa allowed it to spread even more, and even the knife-sharpening conference held every seven years became very popular.

"Is there a hidden secret?" Zhuge Nanxian asked.

Ye Suifeng sighed softly: "The one from Fenglin Villa got a secret technique in the martial arts world."

"I can support myself with the innate martial luck of my bloodline's descendants."

Zhuge Nanxian's pupils shook violently as he looked at Ye Suifeng.

People often joke that one generation is so outstanding that it overdraws the luck of three generations.

But there are indeed evil methods in the world of martial arts. They come from the methods used by demons to steal the luck of the human race. They can absorb the luck of specific people and are regarded as an absolute taboo in the world of cultivation.

and many more!

Zhuge Nanxian suddenly remembered something: "Uncle Ye, your cultivation..."

"I was a step too late." Ye Suifeng said calmly, "Ye Dafeng was worried that he would be unable to control me after I became a Grandmaster, so he threatened Han Zhou's life and drained all my martial luck."

"This is what people in the martial arts world say. I became possessed by a demon and lost all my cultivation overnight."

"So you used your sword intent to suppress Ye Hanzhou's talent?" Zhuge Nanxian asked.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind." Ye Suifeng shook his head. "The Sword Sharpening Competition is held every seven years because every seven years the evil spirits will become restless. Ye Dafeng wants to select the younger generation with outstanding talents to devour their martial luck."

"Why else do you think, with the prestige of Fenglin Villa, there has been no decent heir after me?"

"Why are you telling me this?" Zhuge Nanxian asked.

Ye Suifeng smiled, looked towards Fenglin Villa, and said firmly: "Please, take him away!"

(End of this chapter)