The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Lan Xiaogu has been issuing challenges for three consecutive days. What about Gongsun Hongdie?

Is she currently in Yufu?

Will she accept Lan Xiaogu's challenge?

What exactly is the conflict between her and Lan Xiaogu?

Countless questions lingered in everyone's minds.

……

On the night of the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, a light rain was falling.

"The Goddess of Xiaoxiang has issued a challenge three days ago, but Gongsun Hongdie's side has still not responded. In my opinion, she must be afraid and dare not accept the challenge."

"This Moyu Valley already made a fool of itself back in Jiangling, and after tomorrow, it will probably become even more of a laughing stock."

In a teahouse by the roadside, several martial arts practitioners were chatting idly.

Just then, a horse-drawn carriage came from afar, its wheels rolling through the mud.

As they passed a teahouse, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Shut up!"

The shouts to rein in the horses mingled together with the neighing of the horses.

The sound immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the teahouse.

They all turned around and saw the carriage curtain being lifted.

In that instant, it was as if a secluded orchid bloomed in a valley, and a beautiful light shone in the orchid-filled room. Everyone was stunned, and everyone was involuntarily captivated by the purple allure revealed behind the curtain.

A young girl was sitting in the carriage.

A girl who was born mature, like a delicate rose, but whose face and expression were as cold as an iceberg snow lotus.

Her eyebrows resembled sharp, curved blades.

Her eyes were like an unyielding, icy pool.

Her lips were like frozen spring peaches.

She should have been a sleeping beauty lying in an ice coffin, but the tiny red mark between her brows gave her a touch of life.

"Ten thousand taels of silver."

The girl suddenly spoke, her voice as cold as her face, and her words were completely baffling.

"What, ten thousand taels of silver?"

The people in the teahouse asked in confusion.

The girl closed the curtain, and the fragrance of orchids that filled the room had vanished.

"On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, at the site of the ancient Baidi Temple in Badong, a battle of destiny will be fought. I'm betting ten thousand taels of silver that Gongsun Hongdie will win!"

As the carriage drove further and further away, only that cold, detached voice still echoed in the ears of everyone in the teahouse.

Ten thousand taels of silver?

What a display of extravagance!

Who exactly was that woman just now?

"Could she be Ran Ping's daughter?"

"Nonsense, Ran Ping doesn't have such a beautiful daughter."

"That must be the daughter of a wealthy merchant in the city."

"Haha, I still favor Lan Xiaogu. Very well, then I'll place a bet of fifty taels!"

“I’ll follow suit, I’ll also bet fifty taels, but I’m optimistic about Gongsun Hongdie.”

Amidst the laughter and cheers, no one suspected that the girl in the carriage was none other than Gongsun Hongdie, one of the two main figures in the decisive battle.

In the light drizzle, the driver was already sweating profusely with anxiety.

“Miss, you must not fight! This must be a conspiracy between An Qingwan and Lan Xiaogu. They only know that you are in Yufu, but they don’t know where you are in Yufu. So they want to use this cunning method to lure you out.”

Gongsun Hongdie kept her eyes closed.

She listened quietly to the rain outside the carriage, and to the people outside talking about her.

Eight out of ten people thought she wouldn't dare to accept the challenge, one person thought she would lose even if she went, and only one person thought she could win.

"You think I was provoked by those words?"

The driver didn't speak, but that's what he felt.

He had made up his mind that if persuasion failed, he would have to take advantage of this last day to quickly call more people to dissuade her, and if that still didn't work, he would kidnap the young lady.

"Then you underestimate An Qingwan, and you underestimate me too much."

Gongsun Hongdie opened her eyes, her gaze so indifferent that it showed no sign of life.

“Although An Qingwan has lied to people before, and more than once, she would never cheat on tomorrow’s decisive battle, because I am not worth her making such a big fuss.”

The driver said urgently, "Miss, you must not be careless."

Gongsun Hongdie said, "This may be my only chance in this life."

The driver, confused, asked, "What opportunity?"

Gongsun Hongdie said, "This is the only chance I have to fight Lan Xiaogu without any distractions. If I miss this opportunity, even if I meet Lan Xiaogu again, it will be difficult for me to have a fair duel without any disturbance. So, give up. Even if you call my mother over, I will never let this opportunity slip away."

The driver simply stopped the carriage.

"Miss……"

Gongsun Hongdie suddenly asked, "Uncle Yang, what do you think is the purpose of life?"

Uncle Yang was stumped by this question.

He simply couldn't give Gongsun Hongdie a definite answer.

Because the answer to this question is different for everyone.

He thought about it and could only give his own answer.

"I live for you, Miss. You saved me and my whole family. I only want to see you doing well."

Gongsun Hongdie said, "Then you should support me even more in going to fight."

Yang Bo said, "But..."

Gongsun Hongdie said, "I will definitely win."

Uncle Yang: "..."

Gongsun Hongdie said, "Because I am Gongsun Hongdie."

Uncle Yang sighed.

Gongsun Hongdie said, "That's why I'm sure I'll win."

Yang Bo said, "I understand, Miss."

The carriage continued towards the end of the long street.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

In the secret chamber of the Duke's mansion, Ran Ping received a message from Moyu Valley, saying that Gongsun Hongdie had decided to go and accept the challenge.

This immediately relieved most of the pent-up frustration in his heart.

"Good, good, good. It's good to finish this sooner and get rid of this demon An Qingwan as soon as possible."

Ran Ping clapped his hands and laughed.

In the past few days, he had made two preparations. If An Qingwan could leave obediently, that would be the best outcome. If An Qingwan insisted on causing him trouble, then he would order his troops to burn the city and then take advantage of the chaos to abscond with the valuables.

With money in hand, why worry about not being able to make a comeback elsewhere?

After laughing, Ran Ping turned to look to the side.

Standing over there are his trusted confidants whom he brought from the barbarian village.

"While An Qingwan was provoking others outside these past few days, was anyone secretly making underhanded moves?"

The confidant's eyes darted around, and he said, "The spy planted in that old bastard Chen Shida's house reported that Chen Shida, after getting drunk the other day, told his son that his elder brother was a man-eating demon, and he only hoped that An Qingwan, this sword immortal descended to earth, could slay that demon, elder brother."

That's obviously false.

This confidant was only after Chen Shida's daughter-in-law.

But Ran Ping didn't think that far ahead.

boom!

He smashed a low table beside him with his fist and sneered, "This scoundrel thinks he's a high-ranking official of the fake Liang dynasty and has always looked down on me. He was unwilling to enter the city, and now he's finally revealed his true nature! Since he calls me a man-eating demon, then I'll show him what a real demon is. Go, send someone to capture his son, cook him, and send him to him. Let's see if he'll eat him!"

The trusted confidants hurriedly agreed.

But just as he reached the door, Ran Ping called him back.

"Wait, this matter is not urgent. Let's wait until after the duel tomorrow. I want to hold a banquet for the guests and let all the heroes watch how Chen Shida eats and drinks!"

Although he said he was going to host a banquet for the guests, Ran Ping was actually worried that going too far at this critical juncture would cause trouble. He decided to wait until An Qingwan left before making any decisions.

……

The wind and rain were even louder at night.

Chen Shida stood under the eaves where the rain pattered, his eyes filled with sorrow.

He was originally the governor of Daliang, but he did not want the people to suffer from the ravages of war, so he opened the city gates and surrendered to Ran Ping.

Who would have thought that as soon as Ran Ping entered the city, he would cook all the families of the generals who had previously led their troops to resist him, and then let his troops plunder, causing great anger and resentment among the people.

After two months, Kuizhou had become so desolate that it resembled a barren wasteland.

If there is no more war, that will be fine. But if war breaks out again, Ran Ping will have to eat many more people in order to procure military rations.

"People's uprisings are breaking out all over the country, and local warlords are holding up their armies and defending themselves. The imperial court is too busy to deal with its own problems. Who can get rid of this villain Ran Ping?"

Chen Shida sighed deeply.

Just then, a shadow suddenly emerged from the darkness.

Chen Shida was shocked, thinking that his sigh had been overheard by Ran Ping'an's spy.

But when he looked again, he discovered that the person who came was a woman with her eyes covered by a black cloth.

In today's Yufu, a woman with her eyes covered by a black cloth has appeared.

"The Goddess of Xiaoxiang!"

Chen Shida's eyes widened.

An Qingwan turned to the side, the candlelight reflecting off the sword blade, making the sword light so hot it was blinding.

"I heard you want to kill Ran Ping?"

P.S.: Thank you Night Wind Feather, Director Azeroth, and nete Auto Knight for the razor blades.

Seventy-five, one sword soars to immortality, ten thousand swords return to one! [3k]

A night with a light drizzle should be peaceful and serene.

But Yufu City was unusually lively that night.

Just when everyone was wondering whether Gongsun Hongdie would accept the challenge, a fast horse suddenly rushed out of Yufu City, bringing news that Gongsun Hongdie had accepted the challenge.

Although it was nearly midnight, Yu Fucheng was still shaken.

In the streets and alleys, in taverns and brothels, people everywhere are talking about tomorrow's battle.

The most bustling place was undoubtedly the gambling den.

News came from the gambling dens in Yufu City that someone had boldly placed a bet of ten thousand taels of silver, betting that Gongsun Hongdie would win the battle tomorrow.

Most people in the martial arts world live a life of constant danger and spend money extravagantly. Now that they've heard about this interesting event, even those who have no interest in gambling have gone to join in the fun.