Dominating Martial King-Chapter 66 - 63 Spreading

66: Chapter 63 Spreading

66 -63 Spreading

Early in the morning, Lu Luanti got up, taking her iron cup and a willow branch to wash up beside the well in the courtyard.

She looked languid, yawning and brushing her teeth leisurely.

That’s when she saw Hu Lai, with his signature mustache, swaggering into the yard through the gate.

The living quarters for male and female disciples were separate, and neither was supposed to enter the other’s courtyard.

However, the brothers Hu Lai and Hu Kan were exceptions.

They were well-known faces in the female disciples’ yard and were free to come and go as they pleased.

Instead of being wary of them, the girls were actually quite familiar with them and would greet them warmly.

The reason being that the brothers knew their limits.

They never let their gaze wander inappropriately and often brought gossip and news from the outside to alleviate the girls’ boredom.

Lu Luanti didn’t care at first, but as she was about to finish washing up, she heard Hu Lai nearby, spouting a bunch of nonsense.

A group of about a dozen girls were gathered around him, listening intently.

“Did you hear that yesterday Junior Brother Chu went to the South Street black market and fought in three Life and Death Arenas?”

“No?

You’re only interested in the big fire that happened on the east side of town last night?

What’s so interesting about that fire?

It was just the Long Family’s warehouse set ablaze by the Blood Wind Thieves.”

“Junior Brother Chu’s experience in the Ancient Market yesterday, now that was truly legendary.

You don’t know, Long Family’s eldest son, Long Heng, took people over to seek revenge, cornering Brother Chu in the South Street Temple Market, where both parties followed the local rules and fought in the Life and Death Arena—”

Up to this point, Hu Lai’s words were somewhat normal.

As the person concerned, Lu Luanti found it pretty strange; she shook her head and chuckled wryly.

But what Hu Lai said next left Lu Luanti utterly dumbfounded.

“—Despite appearing weak, Junior Brother Chu is actually full of spirit and met Long Heng without cringing or arrogance.

He had an extraordinary demeanor, and with just a glare from his phoenix eyes, Long Heng didn’t dare to act rashly.”

“How formidable are the leaders of Heng’s Eighteen Riders, rumored to be near Eighth Rank in cultivation?

But Junior Brother Chu chopped the head off the lead rider with one swing of his sword, clean and crisp!

Look, it was exactly this ’empty wind’ move, the moment the sword was drawn, their heads hit the ground.

It’s said that at that time, Junior Brother Chu, clothed in white stained with blood, had the poise of an Immortal, otherworldly and transcendent.”

Lu Luanti ‘pfft’ spat out the mouthwash she was holding back her laughter, thinking Hu Lai was telling tall tales.

At the time, Chu Xisheng was clearly wearing a set of rough cloth clothes, and he was quite nervous.

Where was this poise of an Immortal, otherworldly and transcendent?

However, the girls were listening seriously, and Lu Luanti noticed their gazes were somewhat dreamy.

“You ask why Junior Brother Chu looked so miserable during the real combat exam half a month ago?

Haha, he’s just the type who likes to hide his skill.

I only ask, can that Liu Xingruo from West Courtyard, or He Chao, chop off the head of the lead rider of Heng’s Eighteen Riders with one stroke?

Junior Brother Chu simply dislikes using a heavy hand against his fellow disciples.

His sword stays sheathed unless necessary, but when it’s drawn, there must be injury or death.

It’s only suited for life-or-death struggles, not for martial arts competition.”

“And Heng Wei from South Courtyard, he was also cut down by Junior Brother Chu recently.

It serves him right for opposing Junior Brother Chu.

That man was surnamed Han but renounced his lineage for a Heng surname, which shows what kind of person he is—nothing but a lackey for the Long Family.”

“Nevertheless, he’s skilled; he seems to have secured a spot for direct promotion to True Disciple, wielding a Seventh Rank Upper Tier rune sword, and yet he still was no match for Junior Brother Chu.”

“—That’s right, after coming down from the arena, Junior Brother Chu went on to kill more than twenty people from the Long Family.

As swift as a shadow, his sword fast as chasing wind.

If it wasn’t for Junior Brother Chu that day, we might not have been able to bring down the Long Family.”

Lu Luanti’s lips twitched uncontrollably.

Great!

That Seventh Rank Lower Tier rune sword in the hands of Hu Lai had somehow become an Upper Tier.

And since when did Heng Wei get a spot for direct promotion to True Disciple?

She hadn’t been aware of that.

Chu Xisheng hadn’t killed that many people, and the major loss faced by the Long Family had nothing to do with him.

Lu Luanti shook her head, losing the desire to continue listening.

She didn’t stop Hu Lai, who, although blowing Chu Xisheng’s trumpet, still had a sense of proportion.

As she went to wash her face, she heard a familiar round-faced Senior Sister next to her, filled with infinite longing, sigh wistfully.

“Junior Brother Chu might be a little sick, but his face is extremely handsome.

Dressed in white, standing on the Life and Death Arena, I can actually picture it.

I’ve heard that although Junior Brother Chu seems aloof and unsociable, he is actually very approachable and honorable.

Just take the incident in the Library previously, or just recently, when a Junior Sister from the Outer Disciple sought him out for advice on sword skill, and Junior Brother Chu kindly taught her.

Also, when a disciple was bullied outside, it was Junior Brother Chu who stepped in to help.”

As the round-faced Senior Sister spoke, her eyes shone with admiration: “Lu Sister, how can there be someone as outstanding as Junior Brother Chu in this world?

Handsome and graceful, good-natured and virtuous, excellent character, and wielding an unparalleled fast sword.

Maybe Heaven couldn’t bear to see him so perfect, which is why he is plagued with illness, but this only makes him more pitiable.”

Lu Luanti, having endured enough, was on the verge of vomiting.

I never realized before, but my Senior Sister is actually quite the flower-crazy fool.

She didn’t know what to say and could only vaguely respond, “That’s all in your imagination, Senior Sister, he’s not as good as you think.”

The round-faced Senior Sister looked at Lu Luanti with a hint of mockery.

She thought, if Chu Xisheng was not good, why would you be hovering around him every day?

However, the round-faced Senior Sister didn’t voice these thoughts.

Eyes filled with hope, she said, “I wonder when I’ll have the chance to strike up a conversation with Junior Brother Chu?”

Lu Luanti couldn’t be bothered with this silly Senior Sister.

After tidying up her room, she went out to join the morning training.

As Lu Luanti followed the street to the gate of the sundries courtyard, she saw Chu Xisheng ahead, pausing every three steps, stopping every five.

He looked bewildered and lost, holding a bunch of things in his hands.

Those were sachets and handkerchiefs, and there was even a small snack box filled with sweets and two packs of candies, totaling eight items.

Even so, female Inner Sect disciples approached him under the guise of seeking guidance in martial arts, striking up conversations with Chu Xisheng.

Chu Xisheng answered each one patiently.

With Chu Yunyun’s guidance, his understanding of the Chasing Wind Saber, Nourishing Essence Skill, and Light Cloud Jump certainly surpassed these Inner Sect Senior Sisters.

Often, just a few words would lead them to an epiphany.

After these girls sought his advice and to show their gratitude, they would usually give him a small gift before leaving.

And with each additional gift, the gazes of the male disciples viewing Chu Xisheng grew three times sharper.

Watching this scene, Lu Luanti’s willow-like eyebrows couldn’t help but knit slightly.

She originally didn’t care, but gradually, she felt as though her own candy had been stolen by someone else.

Suddenly, Lu Luanti strode over, arms crossed, eyes slanted as she looked at Chu Xisheng, “Do you not know that a girl’s sachet and handkerchief must not be carelessly accepted?”

Of course, Chu Xisheng was aware; although this world treasured martial prowess and the teaching of proper conduct was not flourishing.

However, these sachets and handkerchiefs should indeed not be carelessly accepted, as they were the equivalent of modern love letters.

He leaned in and whispered, “It would be rude to refuse, with so many people watching.”

Actually, Chu Xisheng was a bit puzzled.

Why had so many girls from the Eastern Courtyard come to him early in the morning to show their favor, even pushing sachets and handkerchiefs at him?

His heart was somewhat excited; after all, Chu Xisheng had never received love letters in his previous life.

This was a first since the dawn of creation.

However, Lu Luanti just ‘ha’ laughed and snatched all the sachets and handkerchiefs from Chu Xisheng’s embrace.

Chu Xisheng wanted to protect the things in his arms, but his strength was no match for Lu Luanti.

All he could do was watch as Lu Luanti threw the sachets and handkerchiefs into the nearby gutter.

In an instant, the faces of dozens of girls around them darkened, their gazes towards Lu Luanti especially cold and harsh.

Yet Lu Luanti felt refreshingly carefree, clapping her hands and indifferent to the surrounding stares.

Stealing food without permission is justified?

Behind her, Chu Yunyun smiled and walked out from the shadows, pulling Chu Xisheng forward, “Let’s go, dawdling will make us late.”

What Chu Xisheng didn’t know was that while he was being dragged along on the verge of losing balance by Chu Yunyun’s immense strength, a plain-looking, soft-tempered youth was intently watching him not far away.

As the morning wind blew, it revealed a line of his clothing, showing a bloody sword rune near his collarbone.

The youth quickly covered the blood-red sword rune, then strode off.

His expression was grave and cold.

From the information he had gathered today at the Martial Arts Academy, this Chu Xisheng turned out to be a hidden dragon.

His strength seemed to have reached the Upper Tier of Eighth Rank, already on the level of a True Disciple.

Therefore, the five hundred taels of reward they had prepared might be far from sufficient; they would have to offer a bounty of over a thousand taels of Demon Silver to claim this dog’s life!

How infuriating!

The fruits of their hard-earned robbery from two ships would all have to be spent on Chu Xisheng.