Chapter 552: The First in Swordsmanship, Like an Old Friend Returning
Seeing the respectful demeanor of the shop owner, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly and said.
“Did you sense those two people just now?”
Upon hearing this, the shop owner bowed again and said, “Their names are well-known, I dare not ignore them.”
“You have some skill; you were able to tell that much. Watch your mouth and don’t speak out of turn.”
“I saw nothing today.”
“Go on then, take care of your shop.”
With that, Chen Changsheng slowly left, while the shop owner remained bent over, motionless.
…
Tianmen City.
“Senior Brother, what’s wrong with you? You weren’t like this before.”
The woman angrily stopped in her tracks.
Seeing this, the man smiled bitterly and said, “Junior Sister, that shop owner is no ordinary person. We were in great danger just now.”
“Even more dangerous was that ‘attendant.’ From the moment I saw him, I felt an unease in my heart.”
“It feels as if encountering him will drag us into endless troubles.”
Hearing these words, the woman immediately became serious.
“Is that really so, Senior Brother?”
“Absolutely!”
“If that’s the case, then your decision was correct.”
“Master once said that your insight is the best. Those favored by heaven always have a moment of enlightenment, which is what people often refer to as intuition.”
“So do you sense that person will be our disaster star?”
Upon hearing this, the man frowned and said, “Not exactly a disaster star, but I can’t quite describe the feeling.”
“If I had to put it into words, it would be…”
“Meeting you for the first time, it feels like meeting an old friend!”
Before the man could finish his sentence, a voice sounded beside them.
Turning around, they saw that the “attendant” had somehow appeared next to them.
“Whoosh!”
The man instantly protected his junior sister behind him, wary.
“Why are you following us?”
Facing the man’s words, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly and evaded the question, saying, “What is your name?”
After some hesitation, the man responded to Chen Changsheng’s inquiry, “I am Gui Daoran from Jin Chan Academy. This is my junior sister, Gui Qianjie.”
“Why are you persistently pursuing us? What do you want?”
“Not much, I’m here to give you something.”
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng threw something to Gui Daoran. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a scroll.
Looking at the scroll in his hand, Gui Daoran suddenly had tears in his eyes and instinctively called out.
“Sir!”
“What’s wrong, Senior Brother?”
Gui Qianjie, seeing her senior brother say something incomprehensible, immediately called out.
At the same time, this voice awakened Gui Daoran from his peculiar state.
“What did you do to me?”
Gui Daoran looked up and questioned Chen Changsheng, but Chen Changsheng instead frowned at Gui Qianjie.
“Why are you like this, it’s annoying.”
“Take this!”
A note was thrown to Gui Qianjie, after which Chen Changsheng turned and left.
“Don’t open that scroll carelessly, as there are great terrors within.”
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“The note has my communicator number. If you’re in trouble, you can come find me.”
Upon hearing this, Gui Daoran threw away the scroll and said, “I cannot accept favors without merit. I appreciate your goodwill, sir.”
The scroll arced through the air towards Chen Changsheng, but halfway through, it turned back and landed steadily in Gui Daoran’s hand.
“Now you don’t truly wish to return it, when you genuinely want to return it, it will naturally come back to you.”
With that, Chen Changsheng disappeared from their sight.
Facing this bizarre situation, the siblings could only look on helplessly.
…
“Sir, where did you go? I couldn’t find you for a long time.”
Jian Fei, panting heavily, complained to Chen Changsheng.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, “I asked you to follow someone, and you lost them. Do you still have the nerve to ask me about it?”
“Sir, it’s unavoidable. My strength is far inferior to theirs, how could I possibly keep up with them?”
“That’s true. Your strength is indeed lacking, so you need to train harder.”
“Of course, I aim to become the first in swordsmanship across the Eight Desolates and Nine Domains.”
“Apologies, you won’t be the first in swordsmanship.”
“Why not?”
“Because your circumstances are special, you’ll never be the first in swordsmanship.”
“However, you can try to be the first in sword techniques.”
Hearing this, Jian Fei grinned and said, “Being the first in sword techniques is fine too; I don’t mind.”
“Wait before getting too excited. I’m only saying you can try. Whether you succeed or not remains to be seen.”
“The Sword God and his partner, Sword Immortal Meng Yu, scattered their souls across the heavens. Since then, sword cultivators have emerged like bamboo shoots after rain.”
“To become the foremost in sword techniques is a daunting task.”
“Let’s not talk about distant matters. Let me list two examples, and you’ll understand how difficult it is to be the foremost in sword techniques.”
“In the South Palace family of the Eight Desolates, a prodigy in swordsmanship named Nangong Xing was born. It is said he held a sword at three and mastered sword techniques by seven.”
“At thirteen, he defeated half of the swordsmanship prodigies of the Eight Desolates. By eighteen, no one dared to discuss sword techniques with him among the younger generation of the Eight Desolates.”
“Besides the Eight Desolates, there is also a swordsmanship prodigy in the Nine Domains.”
“Her identity is known to everyone; she is Xu Yao, the daughter of the Ice Fire Immortal King.”
“Even in her mother’s womb, her sword qi made countless powerful figures take notice. She is a rare sword immortal body in ten thousand years.”
“Let me share a little secret. Compared to young White-Haired Sword God and Sword Immortal Meng Yu, Xu Yao was like the moon compared to a firefly.”
“The Sword God and his companions were like fireflies, while Xu Yao was like the moon.”
“Gulp!”
After hearing Chen Changsheng’s words, Jian Fei swallowed hard.
“Sir, if I defeat them, can I become the first in sword techniques?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because you still need to defeat the current first in sword techniques, Swordsman Chen Xiang.”
Hearing this, Jian Fei’s face darkened immediately.
“Sir, Swordsman Chen Xiang has been gone for thousands of years. Why should he be included?”
“He may have vanished, but he hasn’t died. Without defeating him, how can you claim to be the first in sword techniques?”
“No, we shouldn’t include these old seniors either. They are much older than me.”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng laughed.
“This is a necessary path. Do you think the title of the first is easily obtained?”
“When the Sword God was alive, there were others who appeared earlier, including many swordsmanship powerhouses.”
“But he single-handedly silenced everyone with his sword.”
“And because of this, he became the universally acknowledged first in swordsmanship.”
“He truly achieved unprecedented feats, and for at least ten thousand years, no one has seen his back.”
