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Chapter 375 Grand Master

[Su Haoming: @Fan Xian, according to the script, we should have a role in this coup, right?]

[Fan Xian: Of course!]

[Fan Xian: But you're too late. The role with the most screen time has already been taken by Lao Yun...]

[Su Haoming: Huh?!]

[Su Haoming: @Yun Ye, come out and explain!]

[Yun Ye: I'm in a fight, I don't have time for small talk!]

After sending the message, Yun Ye, who had already arrived in the world of Joy of Life, withdrew his gaze and turned it towards the city in front of him, which resembled a water town in southern China.

It is now early spring, and the spring rain in Jiangnan falls gently from the sky, like a misty veil, enveloping the entire tranquil city.

If this were Kyoto in the north, there would be far fewer pedestrians on the streets during the rainy season.

However, the Jiangnan region is different from the North. The climate here is humid all year round, and the spring rain is light and gentle, so the streets are not sparsely populated.

At the riverside dock, many local residents, some holding paper umbrellas and others wearing raincoats, were busy making a living as usual.

In the teahouses along the street, well-dressed gentry and wealthy merchants were drinking tea and composing poems as usual, indulging in refined tastes while enjoying the fresh and elegant river view in the spring rain.

Near the window on the second floor, two young men dressed as scholars were sitting at a tea table.

They appeared to be chatting and laughing, but in reality, they were constantly observing the situation at the dock below out of the corner of their eyes.

Without a doubt, these two were far more than just scholars.

They were personnel from the Fourth Bureau of the Censorate, responsible for supervising officials in all local prefectures and counties except the capital.

According to the usual work process, they should have used their public identity as talented scholars to contact local officials who loved literature, collect intelligence from these people, and then send the information to Kyoto.

But yesterday, Kyoto suddenly sent out a very strange surveillance mission.

Generally speaking, a task like this will not involve more than ten people.

But now, Kyoto is demanding that all local officials under the Control Yuan be mobilized, including spies with special identities.

The most outrageous thing is that they only had one person on their radar.

Moreover, one can only monitor, but must not interfere with any of this person's actions.

If the other party suddenly disappears after several days of surveillance, they must immediately stop tracking and report this information to the headquarters in Beijing as soon as possible.

This strange order, which was all bark and no bite, left the two of them utterly perplexed.

But an order is an order, and no matter how much they doubted it, they could only obey.

Following the corner of their eyes of the two young scholars, they saw a man with an unusual appearance, dressed in plain clothes and wearing a bamboo hat, sitting quietly by the river on the dock.

He held a bamboo pole in his hand, as if bathing in a gentle spring rain, fishing peacefully.

Behind him, among the common people coming and going, and the wealthy and powerful chatting and laughing, were countless people from the Control Yuan.

Countless prying eyes were cast upon him from behind, but the man in the straw hat remained unaffected, sitting calmly by the riverbank, waiting for the fish in the river to take the bait.

On the opposite bank of the river, Yun Ye, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a refined gentleman in a turbid world, gazing with great interest at the fisherman in the straw hat.

At this moment, the man in the straw hat opposite him seemed to have noticed his undisguised gaze.

After a slight pause, the man in the straw hat slowly raised his head and calmly met the gaze of the handsome young man in white across the river.

Their gazes collided, and it seemed as if an invisible force was clashing, causing the silky spring rain to distort, creating ripples on the surface of the river below.

Upon seeing this, the usually composed man in the straw hat changed his expression slightly, a rare look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Yun Ye smiled slightly, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his figure floated up, landing gracefully on a shuttle boat on the shore.

After that, he stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the boat, without making any move. The nearby river water moved on its own without any wind, pushing the entire shuttle boat forward slowly.

Such an unusual phenomenon made the man in the straw hat look even more solemn.

The prying eyes behind him finally noticed the unusual situation on the other side and turned their gazes to the handsome young man standing on the shuttle boat.

And so, Yun Ye glided across the waves, ignoring the wind and rain, tracing an almost straight path as he slowly approached the dock where the man in the straw hat was.
When they were only about ten steps away from the man in the straw hat, the shuttle boat, which was still moving forward by inertia, suddenly came to a stop.

Yun Ye sat cross-legged, casually waving his sleeves, and a low table appeared out of thin air on the boat.

Upon seeing this, the man in the straw hat couldn't help but look surprised.

But this was just the beginning, because after setting out the low table, Yun Ye waved his sleeve again and took out various light fruits and vegetables and Jiangnan wine, placing them on the table one by one.

The spring rain fell like silk threads, but was distorted by some force near the low table.

It was as if an invisible barrier enveloped the area, preventing the drizzle on the river from wetting it at all.

This extraordinary phenomenon of 'retrieving objects from a distance' naturally astonished everyone.

Many of the Censorate personnel who frequented the streets stared intently at the handsome young man's sleeves, seemingly trying to find a flaw in his deception.

Unfortunately, the young master was only dressed in a single garment, and he didn't look like someone who could conceal various fruits and wines.

Many eyes were cast upon him from the dock, but Yun Ye was completely unaware.

After setting up the banquet, he raised his head slightly, looked at the man in the straw hat by the river, and said with a soft smile, "Senior, with such a beautiful spring rain and river view, why don't you come up and board the boat, sit with me in the middle of the river, drink wine and fish?"

"..."

The man in the straw hat silently gazed at the handsome young man on the lone boat.

A moment later, he slowly got up, placed the bamboo pole beside him, and then lightly touched the shore with his toes. He floated up like a leaf in the wind, using the wind and rain to cross several meters and land lightly on the lone boat.

With a touch of his toes, the seemingly flimsy little boat remained perfectly still. Such effortless movement astonished Yun Ye, who couldn't help but clap his hands in amazement.

"What a light gong!"

"..."

The man in the straw hat glanced at him, but didn't reply. He simply walked to the stern of the boat and sat down opposite the low table.

Yun Ye was not annoyed. He smiled slightly, picked up the wine pot, and poured wine for the man in the bamboo hat opposite him.

"Senior, don't you need the fishing rod anymore?"

Amidst the misty fog, Yun Ye poured wine while asking questions with a smile.

The man in the straw hat glanced at him calmly, shook his head, and said, "It's just a bamboo pole I broke off at random. Does it mean I can't fish without it?"

After saying that, he casually waved his hand out of the boat.

Streams of true energy surged forth, condensing into fine threads that dripped from his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, they bound a two-foot-long fish swimming beneath the river's surface, much like fishing lines.

But just as he slightly curled his fingers, intending to reel in the fish, Yun Ye on the opposite side suddenly put down his wine jug, gazed at the river, and sighed softly:
"When we discuss the Dao, what wrong have the fish done?"

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding drizzle twisted and instantly condensed into a sword. With a gentle swing, it severed the fine strands of true energy extending from the straw hat-wearing man's fingertips.

With the true energy severed, the struggling fish beneath the river finally regained its freedom, immediately moving its body and fleeing into the distance in a slightly panicked manner.

This method, which leaves no trace, is even more unbelievable than the straw-hatted man's ability to condense his true energy into silk threads.

He raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Yun Ye becoming increasingly serious.

After a moment of silence, the man in the straw hat finally spoke, slowly asking the question:
"Who are you?"

"..."

Yun Ye smiled slightly and pushed the wine cup in front of the man in the bamboo hat.

"Bai Yujing, Yun Ye."

"never heard of that……"

The man in the straw hat shook his head, then picked up his wine cup, looked at his reflection in the cup, and said softly, "But I think that after today, the entire Qing Kingdom and even the entire world will remember this name!"

"You flatter me, senior!"

Yun Ye smiled nonchalantly, then glanced at the bustling docks along the river and said indifferently, "All I have ever sought in my cultivation so far is the scenery at the end of the journey."

"As for fame, fortune, and power, they are like fleeting clouds to me."

"As for you, senior, you clearly possess unparalleled martial arts skills, yet you were able to endure the prying eyes of so many people. You are truly admirable!"

The man in the straw hat shook his head and sighed, "It's nothing more than worrying about future generations..."

Yun Ye thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "That's true. As one of the four great masters in the world, if Senior Ye travels peacefully, the Ye family can naturally enjoy wealth and honor in the capital."

"But if they suddenly disappear one day, then some people will probably start to worry!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine pot again and poured a cup of wine for the man in the straw hat, or rather, Ye Liuyun.

Ye Liuyun lowered his head, gazing at the clear wine in his cup, and suddenly said out of the blue, "Five days ago, a young man in white broke into Dongyi City, defeated eight ninth-rank swordsmen along the way, and finally found the Four-Looking Sword at the Sword Pavilion. He easily defeated this grandmaster in just one round..."

"..."

Yun Ye thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Actually, it should be two rounds. The first round is mainly a clash of wills..."

He paused here, then sighed with some regret, saying, "To my shame, my swordsmanship is not proficient, and in terms of sword intent, I am far from being a match for Si Gu Jian."

"Fortunately, his true energy is insufficient, and his numerical value is slightly lower than mine, so he can be considered to have gained a slight advantage..."

The Grandmaster's true energy was insufficient...

How could you say such a thing?
Ye Liuyun's eye muscles twitched slightly, and then he gave Yun Ye a deep look.

"So, the white-robed young master who defeated Si Gu Jian was you?"

"Not only that," Yun Ye shook his head, "I was also the one who severely injured Ku He!"

Is Kuhe also seriously injured?

Ye Liuyun was slightly taken aback, as if he had not heard of this news.

Yun Ye laughed and said, "Northern Qi and Southern Qing are thousands of miles apart and communication is difficult. I am quite confident in my speed, so naturally my messages arrive faster than news."

"..."

Ye Liuyun fell silent for a moment, then picked up his wine glass and slowly asked, "When shall we make our move?"

Yun Ye smiled and said, "No rush, let's have a couple of drinks first."

"..."

Ye Liuyun glanced at Yun Ye with a complicated expression, his knuckles unconsciously rubbing his wine glass, and suddenly asked:
"I have some doubts in my mind, and I don't know whether I should speak them out or not."

"But there's no harm in talking!"

"First it was Ku He from Northern Qi, then Si Gu Jian from Dongyi City, and now it's me, Ye Liuyun..."

Ye Liuyun's voice was deep as he slowly said, "So, what is your next target, sir..."

Yun Ye smiled slightly and said leisurely, "Naturally, it's that one in the palace!"

(End of this chapter)