HCB Chapter 213: Just
Chapter 213: Just
Fifty years? That's still a long way off. Amidst the joyous celebrations, watching the newlyweds tie the knot from afar, Leng Huan suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
"Fellow Daoist Leng, are you leaving already? Why not stay a few more days?"
After the banquet ended, Qi Ruxing came over and asked. Fang Shendu was beside her.
“Yes, I plan to take Yun Du out for a walk.” Leng Huan smiled. “We’re heading north now. Welcome Fellow Daoist Qi and his companion to visit Beijun.”
After exchanging a few brief words, I took my leave.
After leaving the Illusion Moon Immortal Sect, they boarded the cloud boat directly. The clouds rippled, and the boat disappeared from its original spot.
"Mother, are we going home?" Yun Du asked his mother, sitting on the cushion holding the Monster Enlightenment Encyclopedia.
"Yes, we are going home. But we'll stop by Lingjian Manor on the way."
"Oh, where is Spirit Sword Manor then?"
"It's not far, it will only take a few days to get there, it's north of Zhongjing."
So many years have passed, and Lingjian Manor has long been rebuilt. Back then, Young Master Luo used swift and decisive methods to eliminate the other forces with ulterior motives and preserve the foundation of the manor.
The baby who had a connection with Leng Huan back then has now grown into an adult.
However, Lingjian Manor was severely damaged and suffered heavy losses back then. Young Master Gu Changlan only started to take over the manor's affairs in recent years.
The manor had not forged swords for many years. Now that he had mastered the craft, orders for sword making were dwindling and the materials were starting to gather dust. Gu Changlan was filled with worry and frustration when his uncle gave him a serious plea for help, urging him to shoulder the manor's heavy responsibility and rebuild its former glory.
He's under a lot of pressure right now, and he was surprised to receive news of a visit, as it had been so long since he'd had a customer come to his door on their own initiative.
Gu Changlan rushed to meet the guests. There was a man, a woman and a child in the reception room. He was only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment and could not see through the couple's cultivation level. He only felt that they were unfathomable.
"You two seniors have been waiting for a long time. I am Gu Changlan, the master of Lingjian Manor." He quickly bowed.
Leng Huan and Fu Xun looked at each other, never imagining that the round little baby from back then had become the handsome young man in front of them.
“You… Lord Manor, there’s no need for such formalities. We’ve come here to ask for your help in forging a sword.”
Leng Huan made a hand seal, and a top-grade spiritual sword with a chilling aura appeared in his hand. "This sword lacks toughness and needs to be reforged. I have prepared the materials."
Gu Changlan was overjoyed: "I understand, please rest assured, senior, I will..."
"Report——"
"Master, the elders of Wuyun Village are here again! They say there's a problem with the spirit sword we took yesterday, and they barged in very rudely, demanding compensation from us."
Suddenly, a disciple ran in from outside the door, interrupting Gu Changlan. Upon hearing this, his face instantly turned ugly.
"Go and tell him that the deal is complete, and he has already confirmed the sword from yesterday. My manor cannot be discredited!"
"But... but he's already brought his trusted disciples in..."
Before the disciple could finish speaking, another impolite voice came from outside: "I think it's your manor that's using its power to bully others and doesn't take my Wuyun Village seriously."
The sound deliberately contained spiritual power, and from a great distance it sounded like muffled thunder.
The lower-ranking disciples were shaken and felt their blood and qi churning. Gu Changlan's expression changed drastically.
Fu Xun lightly waved his sleeve, and a burst of spiritual energy spread out, instantly dispelling the oppressive aura of the Black Cloud Village elder, and the low-level disciple felt a sense of lightness throughout his body.
At this moment, Leng Huan finally saw the elder of Wuyun Village, whom he had only heard but not seen. He was an old man in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm.
Gu Changlan's face darkened. She quickly stepped forward and blocked the doorway. If the distinguished guest, unaware of the situation, believed this person's one-sided story and ruined the reputation of the manor, then the deal would fall through.
He looked at the elder rudely and said, "Elder, are you trying to be an uninvited guest? I confirmed yesterday that the spirit sword was genuine. Why has a problem arisen in just one day?"
The Golden Core elder smiled maliciously and looked at Leng Huan and the other man behind Gu Changlan: "Senior, you may not know this, but this manor was severely damaged back then, and its foundation was destroyed. Now it can't even forge a decent sword. You two should think it over more."
"Shut up! Elder, don't spout nonsense and tarnish the reputation of my manor!"
Gu Changlan felt a little regretful. At the time, someone advised him not to accept the Wuyun Village's order because they had ill intentions and were trying to take advantage of his misfortune and annex the village.
But he really wanted to try out his skills…
He turned and cupped his hands to Leng Huan and the other man, saying, "Seniors, do not listen to this man's nonsense. All the skills of my manor are in my hands."
Seeing his flustered appearance, Leng Huan looked at the Golden Core Elder and smirked, "Since that's the case, this... Elder, why don't you take a look at the sword you mentioned?"
There was a hint of impatience in her voice, but no one except Fu Xun noticed it. Holding Yun Du's hand, Fu Xun glanced at Leng Huan. They remained seated, perfectly composed.
Gu Changlan stepped aside and looked at the Golden Core Elder: "That's right. Elder, take out your sword and let me see if there's anything wrong with it."
He didn't believe that there would be a problem with his serious sword-making.
The Grand Elder seemed to have come prepared, and quickly took out a spirit sword, which was of good quality and could be considered a high-grade magic weapon.
But there was a crack on the gleaming blade, and the sword was ruined.
Gu Changlan exclaimed in disbelief, "You actually deliberately destroyed the sword!"
The elder pushed him away, denying it verbally but with a mocking expression: "The master is joking."
Leng Huan touched his forehead, finally understanding. This sixth brother had ulterior motives, deliberately destroying the sword and damaging the reputation of the manor. His underlying intentions were quite intriguing.
It seems that Lingjian Manor is in a precarious situation. Gu Changlan is only at the late Foundation Establishment stage. Back then, the core disciples and elders suffered heavy losses. If it weren't for the help of the Luo family, the manor would have been divided up long ago.
Having not recovered her strength over the years, Leng Huan suddenly sighed softly, and everyone looked at her.
She slowly stood up, looked around, and finally looked at Gu Changlan, scrutinizing him. She sighed, "Your uncle used to call you by your nickname Lan'er. I never imagined that so many years would pass and you would grow up so much."
"Senior, do you know my uncle?" Gu Changlan suddenly remembered something, her expression one of astonishment. "Wait, senior, isn't your surname Leng?"
Leng Huan smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am Leng Huan." She looked at Fu Xun: "He is a disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect, and his surname is Fu."
Gu Changlan was extremely excited: "That's wonderful! My uncle told me that two benefactors sent me to the Luo family back then, one surnamed Leng and the other surnamed Fu, and they were disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect. It really was you!"
"My two benefactors, please accept my bow!" He lifted his robe and swiftly knelt before Leng Huan, startling her. She took a step back abruptly, "What are you doing? I..."
Fu Xun was already beside her, supporting her as she accepted Gu Changlan's bow.
With a flick of his sleeve, he used his spiritual power to lift Gu Changlan up: "The bow is over, get up."
Seeing this, the Golden Core elder beside him secretly thought that something was wrong. He hadn't expected that these two unpredictable guests were actually Gu Changlan's benefactors. He was afraid that he would not be able to achieve his goal today.
Just then, he heard the powerful female cultivator's voice, like a cold spring, resound above him: "This is the Grand Elder of Wuyun Village, right?" Her voice pressed down mercilessly.
The Golden Core Elder felt his blood rushing upwards, and a bloody taste suddenly reached his throat, quickly flowing down his lips.
She continued, "We have a long history with the manor. When the owner of the manor, Changlan, was still an infant, he took care of my husband and me for a few days. We have a lot of affection for him."
Leng Huan, with his aloof demeanor, suddenly smiled with a gentle yet dangerous glint in his eyes: "So you've come here looking for trouble. In that case, let's all avoid trouble."
"I am but a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, and my husband is but a half-step Integration cultivator. We have no desire to be your enemy or the Black Cloud Village. Today, my husband has accepted Gu Changlan as his first disciple, and he has now joined my Misty Immortal Sect."
"So, I'll take this matter as a way of protecting the younger generation and giving them justice. Today... I'll cripple your cultivation."
Finally, her voice turned cold.
The Golden Core Elder was greatly alarmed.
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