You Drove Me Out with Your Hypocrisy and now Crying When I Come to Take It All? Chapter 150 : Chapter 150

Chapter 150: If I Had to Put It Simply, He Is an Enemy of My Martial Lineage!

“On business?”

The Sword Chief of the Sword Bearers, Chang Ningxiao, arched her delicate brows and looked Cheng Zhenjiang over in his disheveled state.

He had just been suppressed by the frenzied, life-burning Xiao Teng and had been preoccupied with fleeing for his life.

He was carrying no small number of injuries, and his clothes were sowhat torn.

He looked nothing like the Great Hero Cheng of rumor.

The dignified Sect Master of the River-Severing Sect, one of the Nine Great Sects, had run all the way from the north to Jiangnan only to end up looking filthy and bedraggled.

A mont ago, he had plainly looked as though he were about to pull out so terrifying trump card and fight soone to the death.

No matter how one looked at it, that was not sothing a simple “on business” could explain.

But Chang Ningxiao could not be bothered with his affairs. She cared far more about sothing else.

She asked coolly, “Who was fighting you just now?”

Chang Ningxiao had followed the aura of the Sword Missive she had left behind. From a hundred li away, she had sensed an exceptionally extraordinary Sword Intent.

Even she, who had already walked her own Dao upon the sword path, rarely encountered a Sword Intent so astonishing that it made even her click her tongue in amazent and look up to it.

So she hurried over.

On her way, she encountered Cheng Zhenjiang and also discovered a Sword Intent locking onto him.

That was precisely the Sword Intent that had drawn her here.

And by coincidence, both that Sword Intent and the aura of the Sword Missive were present in this very place.

Cheng Zhenjiang was montarily dumbfounded by the question.

The person who had fought him?

Could he really speak of that so casually? It was a father and son trying to kill each other—a truth shocking enough to terrify anyone who heard it!

An outrageous deed that violated all human ethics!

Originally, Cheng Zhenjiang had only wanted to offer a few empty pleasantries and leave as quickly as possible. It had not been easy waiting until Prince Qing’s Remnants were all dead.

The last thing he wanted was for a true Grandmaster to learn sothing unfavorable.

Yet he had not expected her to ask about it of her own accord, and worry imdiately welled up in his heart.

Could the Sword Chief of the Sword Bearers be asking this...

because she had so connection with that unfilial son?

He quickly shook off the possibility.

Grandmasters.

Their level and realm were simply too high!

Before a Grandmaster, weak martial artists were like ants. Ordinary martial artists almost never had any connection to them.

Cheng Yu was a ruthless Imperial Hound of the court, despised by Jianghu folk.

There was no way soone like him could have anything to do with a mysterious Grandmaster like the Sword Chief of the Sword Bearers.

Even Cheng Zhenjiang, given his status, only had ties to the two Grandmasters of the River-Severing Sect and the Cheng Family, and those ties existed only because of sect lineage and blood relation.

Beyond that, he had no connection at all to any other Grandmasters.

So Cheng Yu had even less chance of it!

His heart settled considerably, and he answered,

“I was delighted to chance upon an expert on the road and exchanged a few moves with him. Since Senior is here, I ought not continue making a spectacle of myself.”

Forcing his expression to remain calm, he raised a hand to point not far behind him, then respectfully cupped his fists in salute.

“He is right over there. Senior may summon him over. As for , I still have so business to attend to, so I shall take my leave first.”

Hearing this, Chang Ningxiao showed no reaction.

Her beautiful eyes rested calmly on Cheng Zhenjiang, and a chilling Sword Intent shone from within them.

It was as though she ant to cut him open and see straight through him.

Only after a while did Chang Ningxiao nod.

“If you have business, then go ahead. Oh, and don’t call Senior. I’m younger than you.”

Cheng Zhenjiang shuddered all over at those words, as a terrifying rumor surfaced in his mind.

The Sword Chief of this generation was different from those old monsters of the Jianghu who shut themselves away in secluded cultivation.

She was obsessed with the sword, and her talent was godlike.

Before even reaching the age of thirty, she had stepped into Grandmaster and risen to Seventh on the Heaven Ranking.

She was a truly unprecedented genius.

Cheng Zhenjiang’s own talent was already considered extraordinary, yet compared to this woman, he fell far short.

Probably only that unfilial son Cheng Yu could compare to her.

At that thought, the anger and regret in Cheng Zhenjiang’s heart deepened, and the calm expression on his face beca harder and harder to maintain.

That son of his might well have been the most gifted person in the entire history of the Cheng Family.

And now they were irreconcilable enemies!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he beca, though there was nothing he could do. His feet shifted, preparing to leave as quickly as possible.

But at that mont, an aged voice rang out, brimming with agitation.

“Sword Chief, don’t let that man get away!”

Chang Ningxiao suddenly heard a familiar voice and grew puzzled.

Why was Elder Jian A here?

And judging from his tone, how had he ended up at odds with the Sect Master of the River-Severing Sect?

Though full of questions, she still instinctively chose to side with her own people first.

Whatever the reason, helping her own side ca first.

“Then perhaps you shouldn’t leave just yet.”

With a casual wave of her hand, a strand of pure sword qi separated from the azure longsword beneath her.

That strand of sword qi split into nine, and each transford into an exquisitely delicate little sword.

All nine little swords shot forth at once and blocked the path of Cheng Zhenjiang, who had just been about to flee.

Cheng Zhenjiang looked at those nine little swords, each brimming with nace and killing intent.

Beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead as he turned stiffly to look at Chang Ningxiao.

“Sword Chief Chang, the River-Severing Sect and the Sword Bearers have always stayed out of each other’s affairs. What is the aning of this?”

Chang Ningxiao blinked. “I don’t know either. Wait for soone else to explain it to you.”

She had only just arrived. How could she know what was going on?

In the next mont, a white-bearded figure with sword on back rode in atop a drifting breeze, every bit the profound swordsman.

A flash of surprise passed through Chang Ningxiao’s eyes.

“Elder Jian A, you broke through?”

“Naturally!”

Jian A let out a loud laugh and landed steadily on the ground, the Wind and Cloud Sword transforming into a wooden cane.

The breeze behind him, laced with Sword Intent, drifted and scattered.

The sharp Gale Sword Intent was instantly drawn back so completely that not the slightest trace leaked out.

Chang Ningxiao’s gaze turned even more astonished.

“Using slowness as swiftness to guide sword qi? How did that never occur to back then? Elder Jian A, you truly had a fortuitous opportunity!”

She had once examined the bottleneck that had blocked his progress, yet even she had been stymied by the excess sword qi swelling within him beyond his control.

She had never expected that a problem even a Grandmaster of the sword path like herself could not resolve...

would instead be dissolved by Jian A himself, allowing him to walk out his own path.

And the Gale Sword Intent on him now even faintly carried the embryonic form of a Dao.

A trendous fortuitous opportunity!

This was a great blessing even for the Sword Bearers!

After saluting the Sword Chief, Jian A stroked his beard and smiled smugly.

A fortuitous opportunity?

This was only the beginning!

With a master like Cheng Yu, it was obvious that he was like an unimaginable treasury. Jian A simply could not see the end of it!

anwhile, Cheng Zhenjiang stared wide-eyed, recognizing Jian A’s appearance.

Was that not the swordsman who had been traveling with that unfilial son? And he was actually an elder of the Sword Bearers?

If that was true...

then that unfilial son had gotten involved with the Sword Bearers?

That was no small matter!

Originally, Cheng Zhenjiang had been thinking that, at the end of the day, Cheng Yu was still his son. No matter how strong he beca, if he lacked backing and connections, he would never truly rise in the Jinyiwei.

In the Jianghu, resources and backing were of the utmost importance!

One day, Cheng Yu would eventually have to lower his head before Cheng Zhenjiang.

But now that he had seen this...

if Cheng Yu had found backing in the Sword Bearers—especially if he had latched onto Chang Ningxiao’s support—then things would beco troubleso!

And compared with that, Cheng Zhenjiang now had to consider his own situation.

If Chang Ningxiao stood on Cheng Yu’s side...

then getting away would be difficult for him.

Chang Ningxiao looked at Jian A in satisfaction, then turned to Cheng Zhenjiang in puzzlent and asked,

“You asked to stop Sect Master Cheng. What is it about? Do you need to diate between you?”

Cheng Zhenjiang was a famously renowned great hero, whereas Jian A was, at first glance, just a rather unreliable old man.

Chang Ningxiao instinctively assud it was Jian A who had offended soone.

But as the Sword Chief of the Sword Bearers, she naturally could not say that outright.

Cheng Zhenjiang’s reputation spread far and wide, and behind him stood two powers with Grandmasters. She could not simply show favoritism and offend him directly.

So she only wanted to ask whether so diation might be possible.

But Jian A shook his head.

“There is no diating this!”

Chang Ningxiao arched her delicate brows. Had things truly reached the point where diation was impossible?

“Why? What exactly is going on between you and Sect Master Cheng?”

Jian A narrowed his eyes.

“It’s complicated to explain. But if I had to put it simply, he is an enemy of my martial lineage!”