Young Song: The Hidden Sword God, Han Yi and Her Child Arrive at the Door.

"Queue up? What the hell kind of rule is this?!"

A rude shout shook the two brand-new red lanterns at the entrance of Changqing Tower.

A burly man dressed in golden silk armor and wearing a bright red cloak rode a tall horse that was as tall as two people, holding a long iron spear that was thicker than his leg. He stood in the middle of the street, blocking all passersby who wanted to enter the restaurant to eat.

Behind him was a troop of menacing black-armored cavalry, each wearing a ferocious mask and exuding a strong stench of blood; they were clearly elite soldiers who had just retreated from the battlefield.

The Butcher, Ye Xiaoying!

The Northern General, wielding immense military power, holds sway over the court!

His face, covered with a thick beard, was filled with arrogance, as if he were the best in the world. His tiger-like eyes were fixed on the red-clad boy who was shouting at the door.

"Hey kid! Who do you think you are? Daring to make this general wait in line? Believe me or not, I'll shoot this lousy shop down!"

Lei Wujie was so shocked by the loud voice that he picked at his ears, looking helpless.

"Hey sir, your loud voice won't help. That's the rule at our shop. Even the King of Heaven has to take a number. Yesterday, that 'Red King' guy was struck by lightning by our boss and chased away, wasn't he? If you don't believe me, you can go ask him."

"Red King? Hmph! That piece of trash dares to compare himself to this general?"

Ye Xiaoying spat disdainfully, "Back when I was fighting alongside the late emperor, he was still wearing open-crotch pants! Enough nonsense! Tell that little brat Xiao Chuhe to get out here! I know he's in there! Hiding for four years, finally willing to show his face?"

He didn't come here for a meal, but to settle scores with his long-lost nephew (actually his nephew; Ye Ruoyi is Xiao Se's cousin)!

"Looking for Xiao Se?"

Lei Wujie blinked. "Then you're late. He's washing dishes in the kitchen, so he probably won't be available right now."

"Wash...wash the dishes?!"

Ye Xiaoying was stunned. It was the funniest joke he had ever heard: "The dignified Prince Yong'an, the number one genius of Tianqi, washing dishes in your shabby shop? Are you kidding me?!"

"I'm not kidding, really."

Lei Wujie said seriously, "Our boss said that if you want to eat, you have to work. Even though Xiao Se is a prince, he still has to abide by labor laws. Besides, he owes the boss a lot of money. How can he pay off his debts if he doesn't wash the dishes?"

"Damn it! Absolutely bastard!"

Ye Xiaoying was so angry that he trembled all over. His most respected nephew was his brilliant nephew, and now he was being humiliated like this.

"Su Changqing, is it? Fine! I'll see just how many heads you have to dare insult the Xiao family's offspring like this!"

As he spoke, he suddenly spurred the horse, and the magnificent warhorse let out a neigh, its four hooves off the ground, and charged directly towards the gate of Changqing Tower!

"Break it!"

Ye Xiaoying flicked his spear, and a spear light like a dragon emerging from the sea, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, pierced fiercely towards the gate!

This is a full-force attack from a Great Freedom Realm expert! It could pierce a hole in a city wall, let alone a wooden door!

The surrounding diners scattered in fright, and Lei Wujie's expression changed as he was about to intervene.

Sudden.

"bite--"

A crisp, yet melodious sound came from inside the building.

It was as if a string on a musical instrument had been gently plucked in everyone's heart.

Immediately afterwards, a pale blue light screen appeared without warning at the entrance of the tavern.

Ye Xiaoying's unstoppable spear, upon touching this light barrier, seemed to have pierced into a ball of cotton, all its force instantly dissipated!

Not only that!

The light screen flickered slightly.

"boom!"

A recoil force several times stronger than before surged back along the gun barrel!

"puff!"

Ye Xiaoying felt a numbness in his hand, and the spear in his grasp almost flew out of his hand. His warhorse let out a mournful neigh, and was forced back by the immense force, finally collapsing to its knees!

The great general, along with his horse, knelt before this tavern!

The entire room fell silent.

Those who were initially just watching the spectacle were now practically rolling their eyes out.

That's Ye Xiaoying, the butcher!

He's the kind of guy who can do whatever he wants in Tianqi City!

He was defeated in one move before he could even get through the door?

"Who?! Show yourself!"

Ye Xiaoying scrambled to his feet, his face flushed crimson, filled with shame and indignation. In his entire life, aside from kneeling before the late emperor, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"What are you yelling about? Didn't you see what's written here?"

A cool, clear voice came from the second floor.

Everyone looked up and saw a woman dressed in white with an ethereal air leaning against the railing, casually wiping it with a rag.

It was none other than the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi.

She pointed to the inconspicuous wooden sign next to the gate.

Ye Xiaoying looked closely and saw a line of small, elegant characters written on it:

Loud noises, urination/defecation, and horseback riding are prohibited inside the store. Violators will have their legs broken.

"Legs...broken?"

Ye Xiaoying looked at his still slightly trembling legs, then at the warhorse that was still foaming at the mouth, and suddenly felt a chill in his legs.

"You are... the Snow Moon Sword Immortal?"

Although Ye Xiaoying was reckless, he still had good eyesight. He recognized the woman's identity at a glance, and his anger was instantly extinguished by half.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Li Hanyi's name is even more renowned in the martial arts world than that of a great general like him! And it's rumored that she's also that monster's...wife?

"What? General Ye wants to test my sword?" Li Hanyi said calmly, flicking the rag in his hand. A sharp sword aura appeared out of thin air, carving a deep trench in the ground in front of Ye Xiaoying.

"Those who cross the line shall die."

Ye Xiaoying swallowed hard.

He may be arrogant, but he's not stupid. Fight the Snow Moon Sword Immortal? That's just asking for trouble!

"Ahem, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

Ye Xiaoying's expression changed faster than flipping through a book; he immediately put on a smiling face. "I heard Chu He was here, so I came to see him! I'm his uncle!"

"Look at him?"

Li Hanyi raised an eyebrow. "Does he need to ride a horse through the door? Does he need to stab someone with a gun? General Ye's way of visiting relatives is quite unique."

"This...this is a military habit, I'm used to it." Ye Xiaoying rubbed his hands awkwardly. "Um...could you let me in?"

"You can go in if you want."

Li Hanyi pointed to the long queue behind her, "Queue up."

Ye Xiaoying: "..."

He glanced at the crowd of commoners pointing and whispering at him, then at his own imposing armor, and felt utterly humiliated.

Just when he was in a dilemma.

"Uncle, since you're here, please come in."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from inside.

Xiao Se, dressed in coarse linen clothes with an apron around his waist and holding a rag that hadn't been wiped dry, walked out of the kitchen.

Although he was dressed like a real waiter, his upright posture and calm eyes still exuded an undeniable air of nobility.

"Chuhe!"

Ye Xiaoying's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward to hug him, "You brat! Where have you been all these years? Do you know how worried your uncle has been about you?!"

Xiao Se dodged the sweaty bear hug by turning to the side and patted the shoulder with disgust.

"Uncle, mind your manners. This is a restaurant, not a military camp."

"You...you're really washing the dishes?"

Looking at Xiao Se's attire, Ye Xiaoying's eyes suddenly reddened. "My dear nephew! What have you suffered! Who drove you to this? Was it that Su Changqing? Your uncle will go and kill him right now!"

"Shut up!"

Xiao Se's face darkened. "Mr. Su is my benefactor and my teacher. If you dare to disrespect him again, don't blame me for disowning you as my uncle!"

"Benefactor? Teacher?"

Ye Xiaoying was stunned.

He knew Xiao Se's temper all too well; he was arrogant to the core. For Su Changqing to make him willingly call him "teacher," and even turn against him to protect him… what kind of spell had he cast on him?

"Uncle, please sit down."

Xiao Se pointed to an empty table, "Since you're here, why not try the food? It's on me."

"Trying to treat? You have the money?"

"Keep it in the books," Xiao Se said matter-of-factly.

Ye Xiaoying sat down, looking at the diners around him who were eating with gusto, a sense of curiosity rising within him. What was the magic of this place that made so many people flock there?

A moment later, Lei Wujie came over carrying two plates of "Heartbreakingly Delicious Rice".

"General, please enjoy your meal."

Lei Wujie said with a grin, "This is our shop's signature dish; eating it will remind you of your first love!"

"First love?"

Ye Xiaoying curled his lip, "All I've ever loved in my life is fighting. What first love? Women only slow down my sword-drawing speed!"

Despite saying that, he still picked up the spoon and took a bite.

next second.

The ruthless, bloodthirsty man who killed without hesitation and never shed a tear suddenly fell silent.

His eyes became unfocused, as if they had pierced through time and returned to that era of war and chaos.

At that time, he was just a soldier.

The young female doctor who bandaged his wounds and gently called him "Big Silly Guy"...

The girl who carried him out of the pile of corpses, but ultimately died in his arms...

"Ah Xiu..."

A single, murky tear slid down Ye Xiaoying's rough face and dripped into his rice bowl.

"This food...it's fucking delicious!"

Ye Xiaoying cried as he ate his rice, a sight that drew sighs from those around him.

That's the magic of Changqinglou.

Whether you are a king or a commoner, here you are just a passerby, sharing a bowl of rice. In this place filled with memories and warmth, all are equal.

……

The second floor.

Su Changqing looked out the window at the general crying like a dog downstairs, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems that Tianqi City isn't as tough a nut to crack as I thought."

"Of course."

Little Nuomi sat on his lap, holding a candied hawthorn in her hand, and exclaimed, "Daddy's cooking is the best! Even the gods would cry if they ate it!"

"Haha, my daughter really knows how to talk."

Su Changqing kissed her. "However, it might be a bit noisy for the next few days. Is Nuonuo scared?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Little Nuomi waved her little fists, "With Daddy here, Nuomi isn't afraid of anything! If anyone dares to make a sound, Nuomi will get Big Red Brother to bite them!"

Lei Wujie, who was serving dishes downstairs, suddenly sneezed: "Who's insulting me?"

With Ye Xiaoying's "surrender" (conquered by the delicious food), Changqinglou's reputation in Tianqi City soared to new heights.

If even a great general lines up for a meal, how could it be fake?

In a short time, powerful figures and influential families from all walks of life sent people to test and win them over, or simply to taste the legendary divine meal.

The threshold of Changqinglou was worn out by the crowds.

Meanwhile, Su Changqing was counting money until his hands were sore while secretly plotting something.

He knew the real storm was yet to come.

Crimson King Xiao Yu will never let this go. The so-called Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang is also on his way.

"Luo Qingyang..."

Su Changqing looked at the intelligence in his hand, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

"Peak of Divine Ascension? Above the Half-Step Divine Ascension? Interesting."

"Perfect timing, my 'Cataclysmic Gods' weapon hasn't seen blood in a long time."

a few days later.

A shocking piece of news spread throughout the city.

Three days from now, the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang will challenge the entire city with his sword from the highest observation tower in Tianqi City!

First target – Changqing Tower, Su Changqing!

The news caused an uproar throughout Tianqi City!

The Sword Immortal Asks the Sword!

Moreover, he is recognized as the strongest person in the world, challenging that reclusive legend who suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

This is absolutely the most epic battle in a century!

Countless gambling dens opened betting odds, and the odds soared. Some bet on Luo Qingyang to win, after all, he was a veteran sword immortal with profound experience; others bet on Su Changqing, after all, his feat of cleaving the sky with a single chopstick was simply too terrifying.

"Brother-in-law! You have to win! I've bet everything I have on you!"

Lei Wujie clung to Su Changqing's leg, wailing, "If you lose, I'll have no choice but to sell myself to pay off my debts!"

"roll!"

Su Changqing kicked him away, saying, "Your meager wealth isn't even enough for me to buy a jug of wine."

He turned to look at Li Hanyi.

Li Hanyi was wiping the Iron Horse Ice River, her eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

"Do you want to go?" Su Changqing asked.

"Um."

Li Hanyi nodded. "He is my inner demon. Only by defeating him can my swordsmanship be perfected."

"it is good."

Su Changqing laughed, "Then you can go first. If you can't win, your husband will cover for you."

"You said it yourself."

Li Hanyi sheathed her sword, a breathtaking smile playing on her lips. "If you dare let him hurt me, I'll... I'll remarry with Nuonuo!"

"puff--"

Xiao Se, who was drinking tea, sprayed it all over the floor.

That's some pretty harsh talk!

……

The three-day period passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the entire city of Tianqi was deserted. All eyes were focused on the towering observatory that pierced the clouds.

roof.

A middle-aged man dressed in gray, with a withered face, was sitting cross-legged, with an ancient longsword on his lap.

The desolate sword, the Nine Songs.

The Lone Sword Immortal, Luo Qingyang!

He sat there quietly, emanating no imposing aura, appearing as an ordinary old man. But upon closer inspection, one would discover that the space around him seemed lifeless, devoid of any vitality.

It was an extreme loneliness, an extreme desolation.

"They're here."

Luo Qingyang slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the crowd below.

There, a group of people were slowly walking towards them.

Leading the group was Su Changqing's family.

Su Changqing still held the child, looking relaxed and carefree. Li Hanyi, on the other hand, was dressed in white, her sword intent soaring to the sky.

"Lord Luo, how have you been?"

Li Hanyi leaped into the air and landed on the rooftop, facing Luo Qingyang from afar.

"Winter clothes..."

Luo Qingyang looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "You finally came."

"If I don't come, who will?"

Li Hanyi drew her sword, "Let's settle the scores of the past here today!"

"it is good."

Luo Qingyang nodded and slowly stood up. "Then let me see if your swordsmanship has improved over the years."

"please!"

"please!"

boom!

The auras of the two great sword immortals collided instantly!

The world changed color!

The clouds surrounding the Star Gazing Tower were instantly torn apart, and countless sword energies swept across the entire city like a storm!

The crowd below gasped in alarm and retreated hastily, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

Only Su Changqing remained standing in the same spot, even pulling out a bag of sunflower seeds from his pocket.

"Nuonuo, watch closely. This is your mother's moment of glory."

"Go, Mommy! Beat that bad uncle!" Little Nuomi waved her little fist.

And not far away is the Red King's Palace.

Xiao Yu stood on the high-rise building, watching this scene, his eyes flashing with a crazed light.

"Fight! Fight! It would be best if we all died together!"

"When you're both severely weakened, that's when I'll reap the benefits!"

He clapped his hands.

From the shadows behind, a person shrouded in a black robe emerged.

"Are you ready?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Your Highness, everything is ready."

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse and grating, "The moment they show any weakness, 'that thing' will activate immediately. We guarantee they'll die a horrible death!"

"very good."

Xiao Yu grinned maliciously, "Su Changqing, your death is near!"

A massive conspiracy targeting the two great sword immortals and the entire Tianqi City is quietly baring its fangs!