The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 330 Extraordinary Treatment
The clerk had no time to react, and he had no idea that Tu Wan, who used to see everyone as dead, had so easily become a real dead man.

He took two deep breaths before turning his head shakily to look at Wu Chengyu. His previously dejected and humiliated face now appeared somewhat unfathomable.

"Zhuang... Since you have succeeded in the competition, you will naturally be promoted to Rank B. Congratulations on your victory!"

Wu Chengyu nodded and handed over the Class C invitation card he had just received.

"Please change the post and rewrite it for me. I don't practice Iron Leg Kung Fu, and my nickname isn't Nie Iron Leg. Make it clear on the new post that I practice Wind God Leg Kung Fu and my nickname is God of the Wind. Remember that."

The clerk took the name card with trembling hands and nodded subconsciously.

Just then, a long laugh came from outside the arena. This is a common phenomenon in the world of martial arts: a martial arts figure always makes a long laugh before appearing.

Wu Chengyu turned around upon hearing the voice and saw a middle-aged man of about forty years old, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a Han Chinese hairstyle, an extraordinary face, a square face, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a dignified appearance, and a refined temperament with a touch of authority, and three long strands of beard hanging down his chest.

He has the same look as those handsome middle-aged men in later period costume martial arts idol romance dramas. He basically plays either a hypocritical villain or the father of the male or female lead. In short, he is very suitable for deceiving naive girls.

This person had already arrived at the training ground to watch the battle when Wu Chengyu and Tu Wan started fighting. He was surrounded by a lot of people, so it was clear that he was not of high status.

Wu Chengyu already knew of his arrival, but was just waiting for him to speak first.

"This chivalrous man is unremarkable in appearance, yet he has greatly surprised us. Tu Wan is already a top-tier expert in the second rank. Even ordinary first-rank experts would have to put in a lot of effort to defeat him. Unexpectedly, he was completely powerless against this chivalrous man."

This is a great joy for my Yangwu Martial Arts Association. My mistress, Princess Yuzhu, has always been eager to recruit talented individuals. As long as someone is a true master, they will certainly be treated as an honored guest of my Yangwu Martial Arts Association.

Wu Chengyu nodded without speaking, but tried his best to raise his head and look down on people, showing the arrogance of a master. In fact, he was a little annoyed because of the other party's comment that he was not good-looking.

"My name is Helian Kenan. I am favored by Princess Yuzhu and am in charge of managing this guild hall on a regular basis."

Upon hearing the name Helian, Wu Chengyu immediately understood why the other party had not shaved his head. This Helian was not a member of the Western Xia Tangut tribe. There are two origins of the Helian surname: one is the Southern Xiongnu, and the other is the Tuyuhun tribe, which belonged to the Xianbei clan.

The Tangut people originated from the Qiang people and had little to do with the Xiongnu and Xianbei, so whether or not to shave their heads was entirely voluntary.

However, the Helian clan joined Western Xia when Li Yuanhao founded the country. During the Tianlong era, Helian Tieshu was the leader of the First-Rank Hall and naturally a confidant of Li Qiushui. Therefore, the surname Helian can definitely be considered noble in Western Xia.

"So it's Chief Steward Helian. I am Nie Feng, known in the martial arts world as the God of Wind."

"Haha, I already knew this while watching the battle. Brother Nie truly lives up to his name. His lightness skill is superb, and his leg techniques are like the wind. Brother Nie absolutely deserves the title of God of the Wind." As he spoke, he took out Wu Chengyu's Class C name card from the clerk beside him.

With a quick sweep, he tore it into pieces, then said to Wu Chengyu, "The clerk at the gate is blind; it is my fault as the curator."

However, my Yangwu Martial Arts Association also has its own rules. My brother's martial arts skills have definitely reached Grade A, but Princess Yuzhu has just entered the palace and will not be returning today.

According to the rules, you can only become a Class A member after Princess Yuzhu returns and you fight against one of our guild's top-tier experts, or after you fight Princess Yuzhu herself and gain her approval. So you'll have to wait a bit longer.

"However, the visiting card cannot be immediately upgraded to Grade A. I can make arrangements for everything else. Men, prepare Grade A treatment for Hero Nie Feng; a residence, maids, and so on must be provided."

Wu Chengyu chose to fight today for the private room. Now that he has his own house, he is quite satisfied. It is also clear that Yangwu Guild is really trying to recruit martial arts masters. Helian Kenan is indeed good at dealing with people.

Wu Chengyu didn't think much of it. He sneaked into the guild hall, gained its attention, and planned to fight another match to reach the top rank. Then he would try to win over Princess Yuzhu and sneak into the imperial palace as soon as possible. Once he got what he wanted, he could just leave.

The Mongol Yuan Dynasty is now rising, and in a few years, it will be able to suppress the Western Xia. The Western Xia will fluctuate between the Jin Dynasty and the Mongol Yuan Dynasty for the next few decades, and in the end, it will not escape being destroyed by the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. At that time, these guild halls will also be reduced to ashes, so why bother with them?

"In that case, thank you very much, Master. I have traveled all the way from the Jin Kingdom to the west and have only just entered the city today. I am quite tired from the journey and would like to rest first. Thank you for your hospitality in advance. I would like to ask you to help introduce me to the princess tomorrow."

"That's only right. Brother Nie is quite generous. Men, come here and serve Brother Nie well before he goes to rest. There must be no mistakes."

Wu Chengyu bowed to Helian Kenan, then continued to maintain his haughty and arrogant demeanor, and was soon led to a courtyard.

The residence was quite nice, with three main rooms: a hall, a bedroom, and a study. There were side rooms on both sides, one for the maids and the other surprisingly a large bathroom. The rooms were not large, but the courtyard was spacious enough for martial arts practitioners to practice their skills.

The courtyard should be cleaned regularly, but Wu Chengyu was very satisfied when he arrived. It was not only clean but also well-organized.

"We have come to pay our respects to the great hero." The four maids bowed to Wu Chengyu as soon as they saw him, and Wu Chengyu gestured for them to rise.

These four women were all seventeen or eighteen years old, at the peak of their youth and beauty. They were quite attractive, with an average appearance of 80 points even with light makeup. In their previous lives, they would have been sought-after in nightclubs, far surpassing Qiu Qianchi, who only scored 75 points even with heavy makeup.

Most importantly, they are all tall, fair-skinned, beautiful, and curvaceous, which adds a lot to their appeal.

Everyone was dressed in pink, with gold hairpins in their hair, their clothes slightly open, and a strapless bodice made their snow-white skin under their necks even more dazzling.

Wu Chengyu glanced down at them and immediately noticed something. These women were all charming and alluring, and their eyes were both welcoming and rejecting as they looked at Wu Chengyu. Their lips were pursed with shyness, and their eyes were full of charm. They were indeed very attractive.

But Wu Chengyu discovered that they had been professionally trained, using the same routines as those in brothels; it was all acting.

It's obvious that the maids here are not just there to serve people; they must also be there to monitor and spy on others.

"Is the great hero going to have a meal? I wonder what the great hero would like to eat? Guests in the Class A courtyard can order their own dishes. The chefs of our Yangwu Guild Hall are all former imperial chefs."

Of course, someone who can be a royal chef must have some skills, but in ancient society, especially in the remote Western Xia, the produce was nowhere near as abundant as in the Southern Song Dynasty. Wu Chengyu simply ordered two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a pot of good wine.

"Let's postpone dinner a little. I've been traveling a long way, so I'd like to take a bath first."

Wu Chengyu doesn't smell very good either, which is a common characteristic of ancient heroes. They often live a life of hardship and rarely have clean clothes.

It's estimated that only Chu Liuxiang, who lived on a boat for a long time and had three beautiful women serving him, earned the title of "Fragrant General".

In a side room of the mansion, there was a large bathtub. The surface of the bathtub was made of smooth, jade-like stone. Before long, the maids filled the bathtub with water, and steam rose instantly.

Wu Chengyu walked into the bathroom and opened his arms. The maid beside him understood and immediately removed his clothes one by one, helping him to sit in the bath.

Then two maids took his dirty clothes out the door, while two other maids took off their clothes, wearing only a bodice, and stepped into the bath, slowly approaching Wu Chengyu's side.

Wu Chengyu leaned against the bathtub with his eyes closed, letting the two girls grope him, scrubbing every inch of his skin.

At this point, there's no need to pretend to be reserved. These maids are just doing this job, and everyone considers it their duty. If you show panic and blush, you'll really be embarrassing for the transmigrator.

He simply closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Wu Chengyu had never received such service in all these years. Even when Hong Niangzi was by his side and the two were deeply in love, Wu Chengyu had never let Hong Niangzi serve him like this. A proper wife must be respected.

But now, being slowly explored by his little hands and limbs was so comfortable that Wu Chengyu quickly became somewhat engrossed in it.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Chengyu, with the help of two maids, finally dried himself off and stepped out of the bath.

Clean clothes had already been laid out outside, both inner and outer garments, all new, and the size of the clothes matched the ones Wu Chengyu had worn before. It was clear that the service provided to a top-tier expert here was meticulous and attentive.

Wu Chengyu let them dress him piece by piece. The inner garment was white and very close-fitting, while the outer garment was a blue outfit. After changing into these clothes, Wu Chengyu looked much more dashing than when he was dressed before, and even Lei Datou's face looked more handsome.

The maid led him to the main room, and the dishes he had ordered arrived just in time. The timing was perfect, and the thoughtfulness and meticulous care were something that even a five-star hotel in later generations might not be able to achieve.

Wu Chengyu secretly praised it, thinking that if one just wanted to find a place to pass the time in this martial arts world, Yangwu Hall was indeed a first-class place.

The main dishes were roast chicken and hand-pulled mutton. The vegetarian dishes were even more elaborate, including vegetarian roast goose wrapped in bean curd skin and deep-fried with various ingredients, as well as vegetarian stew made with mushrooms, bamboo shoots and various green vegetables. In Northwest China, such vegetarian dishes are considered top-notch.

Having lived in the Northwest for many years and eating mostly meat, Wu Chengyu's eyes lit up when he saw these vegetarian dishes. Just as he was about to take a bite, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

Wu Chengyu looked up and chuckled. Chen He, the clerk who had just registered him as a Class C clerk at the recruitment office, was standing at the door, bowing and scraping with a fawning smile, carrying a bag of snacks.

"Master Nie, hero Nie, brave man Nie, I've come to apologize to you."

　Chapter 2 for today. Losing my voice really feels awful. My son was being disobedient just now, and I wanted to scold him, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

　　
　
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