Volume 1: Martial World Chapter 68 - Scarlet Sun God Lord

  Seeing a familiar face, Ye Wen naturally wouldn't sit idly by without making a sound. Moreover, this familiar person looked like he was in a bit of trouble. He stood up and greeted with a bow: "Liu Zhenren!" Successfully drawing the attention of the old Daoist and his two disciples to himself.

  Liu Qingfeng had just entered the inn when he heard someone calling out to him. He looked up and saw that it was Ye Wen, whom he hadn't seen in a year. Although Ye Wen's age hadn't increased much, his demeanor had undergone great changes as his cultivation deepened. Liu Qingfeng couldn't help but secretly praise him with just one glance.

  "Leaf Palm Gate!" Although Liu Qingfeng was a senior in the martial arts world, Ye Wen was after all the leader of a sect, and Liu Qingfeng still had to show the proper respect. This was also an unspoken rule in the Jianghu.

  His two apprentices, Liu Mo and Zhao Heng, were slightly stunned when they saw Ye Wen, and vaguely felt that Ye Wen seemed to have changed in some way compared to a year ago, but couldn't quite put their finger on what it was.

  "Perhaps it's because I'm dressed better?"

  The two of them could only come to this conclusion, attributing the feeling to Ye Wen's clothes no longer being as tattered as they were when they saw him last year.

  Since Xuan joined the Shu Shan Sect, thanks to the many treasures sent by the Xu family, the lives of the disciples have greatly improved. So much money and goods were spent only a part until now. At the same time, a large number of fabrics and silks also made many clothes, Ning Ruxue and Ye Wen no longer had to wear old clothes that they didn't know how long they had worn like before.

  Everyone has a heart that loves beauty, let alone Ye Wen being the leader of a sect. He can't always be so dull and plain, so now his dressing style is quite similar to some rich young masters. Plus, Ye Wen's appearance is not ordinary, even compared to Xu Xian, they are evenly matched in beauty, each with their own strengths.

  Because of his outfit, when he first entered the great hall to eat, he didn't know how many people's attention he had attracted. Some people thought he was just a young master out to have fun, while others with ulterior motives whispered to each other about whether they should take advantage of an opportunity to get rid of Ye Wen, who clearly seemed to be carrying something valuable. Unbeknownst to them, Ye Wen had already overheard their conversation thanks to his profound internal strength, and he quietly snorted in disdain, but didn't pay them any mind.

  "If you dare to come, I'll make sure you never return!"

  It was just Liu Qingfeng's sudden appearance that made Ye Wen completely forget about these few people, and he might have even forgotten his own plans from earlier. After inviting Liu Qingfeng to sit down, he then asked: "Liu Zhenren, what's going on?"

  At this time, Liu Qingfeng had completely lost the elegant and refined demeanor he had when they met last year. His face was slightly pale, and his walk was slightly unsteady. If not for the support of his two disciples, he would have fallen to the ground long ago. His right hand was always pressed against his chest and abdomen, and from time to time, he would cough a few times. Even someone with poor eyesight could see that Liu Qingfeng's condition was very bad.

  According to Liu Qingfeng's cultivation, he shouldn't easily contract any illness. Considering that a year ago, Liu Qingfeng took his two apprentices on a journey south to gain experience in the martial world, it's most likely that Liu Daozhang was injured by someone, which is why he's like this.

  As expected, Ye Wen asked, and Liu Qingfeng said: "I'm not as good as others, I was hit by a palm on my chest and abdomen, and I suffered internal injuries, that's why I'm like this!" The old Taoist priest was actually quite carefree, seemingly unaware of anything wrong, speaking with ease and even with a hint of a smile.

  He indeed admired Wen's broad-mindedness, but he was curious about who could have beaten Liu Qingfeng so badly. Especially since he had just noticed that the Tianle Gang seemed to be making a move, could this matter be related to the Tianle Gang?

  "Liu Zhenren, is this wound...?"

  Liu Qingfeng understood what Ye Wen was referring to, and upon hearing this, he just smiled and waved his hand, saying: "It's not them! This injury was something I got when I was traveling in the Central Plains and had a duel with someone. It was a fair fight between me and that person, but unfortunately, my skills were no match for theirs. You could say it was a self-inflicted defeat!"

  Ye Wen was somewhat astonished by this. He couldn't understand why Liu Qingfeng would say that he had brought the beating upon himself, and wondered if there was more to the story than met the eye.

  He hadn't even asked, when Liu Qingfeng's little apprentice Zhao Heng said: "That man is unreasonable, Master is just arguing with reason. That guy can't stand the truth and relies on force, what kind of good man is that? Fortunately, he is still a well-known figure in the Jianghu!"

  Ye Wen glanced at Zhao Heng and thought to himself that although this man had been away for a year, his experience had increased greatly and he no longer had the arrogant attitude of last year. However, it seemed that his temper was still not good.

  Liu Qingfeng heard his disciple say this, coughed and scolded: "In the Jianghu, where does so much reason come from? What is relied on is just a pair of flesh palms and the weapons in hand! If you can beat others, then even if there is no reason, you can snatch the reason over! Do you think my Hu Shan School can stand firm in Pingzhou just by talking reason with people? If one's skills are not as good as others', then they are not as good as others', what's the use of saying more?"

  This scolding made Zhao Heng so ashamed that he couldn't get in half a sentence, and could only lower his head and keep muttering: "Master is right!"

  Ye Wen secretly admired in his heart: "This Liu Zhenren is indeed insightful, this remark although unpleasant to hear but it's the truth. In Jianghu affairs, many times there's no room for argument, your fist is harder, even if the reason isn't sufficient, others can't say anything!"

  If it were really just about being reasonable, then more than half of the schools in Jianghu would probably have to close down. Not to mention others, how could the Tianle Gang develop into its current power by relying on reason? What kind of reason can a good-for-nothing who goes around coercing people into doing evil things possibly talk about?

  Ye Wen and Liu Qingfeng didn't notice, but the few people talking to each other hadn't lowered their voices, so the surrounding tables all heard their conversation. Most of the people who heard that the old man was actually a master of Hu Shan Pai were shocked, and several people who still had some fame on the Pingzhou Road even considered whether or not to go up and strike up a conversation with Liu Qingfeng, to get acquainted with him.

  Those who had originally wanted to lay hands on Ye Wen were immediately frightened out of their wits when they heard that the old Taoist was a master of the Hu Shan Sect, and took advantage of the distraction to hastily settle their bill before slipping away.

  "It's a good thing, it's a good thing. If we had accidentally provoked the Tiger Mountain Sect tonight, I'm afraid there would be no way out!" One of them still had lingering fear, and as soon as he came out, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  Next to someone, however, curled his lip: "Still need to wait for the future? If we really make a move tonight, I'm afraid that by this time next year, it will be the anniversary of our deaths!" Seeing the puzzled look on the faces of several brothers beside him, he continued: "Didn't you notice how the masters of Hu Shan Sect addressed that handsome young man?"

  As soon as he mentioned this, everyone immediately remembered that when Liu Qingfeng came in and greeted Ye Wen, he was called Ye Zhangmen! From this, it can be seen that the young man is also an extraordinary figure. No matter what school or sect he belongs to, just because of his true identity as a martial artist, he is not someone these few rascals can afford to provoke.

  "Fortunately... Fortunately..."

  No matter how much those local tyrants, Ye Wen and Liu Qingfeng chatted for a while, they had already seen that the other's injuries were not light, and may have injured their meridians. He couldn't help but wonder: "Who exactly made Liu Zhenren so badly injured?" He knew that Liu Qingfeng's Tiger Yang Dan Qi was not to be underestimated, and if he were to compare his cultivation, Ye Wen wouldn't dare say that he could suppress Liu Qingfeng steadily.

  Liu Qingfeng heard Ye Wen's question and did not conceal the truth: "I, the old Daoist, was injured by Pei Gonglie, known as the Red Sun God on the rivers and lakes!" Upon saying this, he sighed again: "Originally, I thought that my cultivation, although not top-notch in the Jianghu, could still be brought out. Now I realize that I have underestimated the heroes of the world!"

  As soon as this was said, the two disciples beside him seemed to have remembered something and their faces turned very ugly. The younger disciple, Zhao Heng, even had a hint of fear in his expression, it seems that the Red Sun God Lord had scared them quite badly.

  Ye Wen's expression didn't change, but he took everything in at a glance. Seeing this scene, he was secretly shocked and thought to himself: "It seems that Liu Zhenren hasn't exchanged many moves with Chi Yang Shen Jun, otherwise he wouldn't be like this!"

  His guess was correct, Ye Wen didn't even ask, and saw Liu Qingfeng say with a self-mocking expression: "The old Tao only walked less than ten moves under the Red Sun God, and was pressed here by the opponent's palm. Then there was no more battle power! Even until today, this injury has not healed!" As he spoke, he also pointed to the place where his palm had just pressed.

  When Ye Wen heard Liu Qingfeng say this, he was truly shocked. After all, secretly guessing was one thing, but hearing it with his own ears was another matter altogether. Moreover, although he had guessed that Liu Qingfeng's cultivation was very poor, he hadn't expected it to be so bad.

  "Ten moves not enough?"

  Liu Qingfeng nodded: "Less than ten moves..." After that, he coughed a few more times, as if adding a heavy label to his own failure.

  Ye Wen took a deep breath, he had heard before that the strength of Pingzhou Wulin was far inferior to that of Zhongyuan Wulin, but at that time he didn't think the gap would be so big.

  Liu Qingfeng is after all a well-known master in the Pingzhou region, and there are not many people in Pingzhou who can be mentioned in the same breath as him. However, Liu didn't expect that as soon as he arrived in the Central Plains, he would immediately become a worthless piece of trash, being easily defeated by others. The gap between them is really too exaggerated?

  Just as he was shocked, Liu Qingfeng opposite him suddenly furrowed his brow, and his forehead was also full of sweat. His pale yellow face still revealed a hint of eerie redness, and his expression looked very painful.

  The two apprentices beside him immediately knew that their master's internal injury had relapsed and rushed to support him, lest he fall to the ground due to unbearable pain. However, all they could do was this much. An internal injury of this level was beyond what they could help with.

  Originally, this trip back to Pingzhou was to send Master back to the Men's Sect and ask the sect leader to treat him. I didn't expect to run into Ye Wen here.

  Oh no! I was about to finish this chapter, but a power outage struck! Luckily, WORD recovered some of it, or else I would have been devastated.