This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 82: Let’s Continue Sparring

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Under the heavy rain, the small riverside street fell dead silent.

All the Red Flower Pavilion disciples stared blankly at the black-robed young master standing by the riverbank with a spear in his hand, their eyes full of shock and surprise.

Tread, tread, tread!

Amidst the ripples in the water, Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing grabbed the Blood Bodhi’s shoulder with one hand each and landed on the shore. They no longer looked at Ye Jingtang as a junior and were rather solemn.

Chen Yuanqing first checked Ye Jingtang’s complexion and didn’t see any injuries. Then he looked at the restrained Blood Bodhi. “He took someone’s money to help them. He doesn’t know his employer’s identity. It’s useless to keep him.”

Ye Jingtang really wanted to ask who the mastermind was. But when he heard this, he didn’t say anything and planned to stab him to death.

But the restrained Blood Bodhi shouted anxiously, “1 haven’t said anything yet! How do you know that I don’t know?!”

Chen Yuanqing frowned. “I know the rules of Jianghu. You’re also an elder of Jianghu. Be dignified, and don’t die like a wild dog.”

Ye Jingtang raised his hand to signal the two hall masters not to be anxious and asked, “Who sent you?”

The Blood Bodhi, who was being pressed to kneel on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, “A mysterious employer in the capital who calls himself ‘Yan Bugui’.”

Yan Bugui… Ye Jingtang pondered for a moment and nodded lightly. “How do you meet?”

“Yan Bugui provided me with a hiding place, and the contacts were always with messages written in code. I only met him once when I entered the capital. He never showed his face again.”

Chen Yuanqing shook his head. “If you hire assassins in Jianghu and report your identity, you will be sold to your enemies. The person who dared to hire the Blood Bodhi is definitely not an ordinary person. If you track him down with the clues the Blood Bodhi provides, you will only be ambushed.”

The Blood Bodhi looked at Ye Jingtang and said through gritted teeth, “Everyone here is a veteran of Jianghu. 1 indeed don’t know the identity of the employer, but Young Master Ye, there’s a secret that you will definitely be interested in.”

“Speak.”

“The Green Bandits used the Roaring Dragon Chart as a reward to invite me out of seclusion. Young Master Ye, as long as you spare my life, I can teach you this secret technique.”

?

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Ye Jingtang’s interest was indeed piqued. He wiped the rainwater off his face, stabbed the spear into the ground, and squatted down in front of the Blood Bodhi. “You know one of the Roaring Dragon Chart’s secret techniques?”

“Yan Bugui taught me the secret technique. I’ve only practiced it for two to three months, so 1 haven’t made much progress yet. However, I’ve seen how powerful Yan Bugui is. He can carry a boulder weighing a thousand kilograms with one hand and walk in a leisurely manner. He’s practicing the legendary ‘Turtle Carrying Three Mountains’ of the Dragon Form Picture…”

Although the Blood Bodhi hadn’t learned the Dragon Form Picture, he had indeed seen Yan Bugui’s strength. Therefore, his voice was calm and without any guilt. Even Song Chi and the others felt that it wasn’t fake, and they hesitated.

But…

Ye Jingtang was at a loss for words. He complained inwardly, 1 know you want to live, and I would hesitate if you had randomly pulled out any of the nine pictures. But you said the one on my chest?

Were you hired by the Wingless Owl’s ghost to take revenge?

Ye Jingtang felt that the Blood Bodhi’s lifespan was indeed up. He had followed him to the headquarters of the Red Flower Pavilion and found an excuse to survive by using the item in his hands. One might not be able to find another person in the entire Jianghu who was so unlucky.

Crack!

A saber light flashed.

Before the Blood Bodhi could finish speaking confidently, his old head landed on the muddy ground.

Thump, thump!

Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing looked at the head that rolled away, slightly puzzled. “Nephew Ye, don’t you want to hear more?”

Ye Jingtang sheathed his saber and tried his best to suppress the bafflement in his heart. “1 know the Prince of Jing and have seen a page of the Roaring Dragon Chart once. The Roaring Dragon Chart is difficult to pass down by word of mouth, so you can only take it and comprehend it yourself. Even if the Green Bandits have a picture, it’s impossible for them to really give it to a Jianghu villain.”

“Oh…” Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing nodded in understanding. They hooked their fingers slightly and signaled the disciples to come over and deal with the corpse.

Pei Xiangjun walked over with her bamboo hat still on, wanting to send Ye Jingtang back to the building to check his injuries. Ye Jingtang had been struck by a claw just now. Although it didn’t break his defense, Chen Ming’s strength wasn’t low. It was equivalent to smashing his chest through the soft armor, and there were probably a few more bruises on his chest.

But Ye Jingtang had no intention of leaving. He looked at the silent Red Flower Pavilion disciples and found Song Changqing watching from the roof. “I’m fine. Elders, let’s continue with the meeting. Because of my private matters, my spar with Brother Song was interrupted. Please forgive me. Brother Song, let’s continue sparring.”

As he spoke, he raised his spear and walked toward the round building, preparing to have a bloody battle with Song Changqing.

?!

All the hall masters of Red Flower Pavilion, including Pei Xiangjun, staggered when they heard this.

Continue sparring?

Are you talking like a human?!

Just now, you killed people without batting an eyelid and smashed someone to smithereens. There isn’t a complete corpse on the ground. Who would dare to spar with you?!

Judging from the momentum of Ye Jingtang’s attacks, he definitely had the foundation of a Grandmaster. Getting Song Changqing, who could barely be considered a first-rate expert, to come forward and fight him one-on-one, did he want to teach someone’s son a lesson in public?

Song Changqing, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was already shocked. When he heard this, his expression turned stiff and awkward as he looked at his father. “Uh…”

Song Chi didn’t expect Ye Jingtang to say this. He wanted to say, “Nephew Ye, you are injured. Let’s talk about this after your injuries heals.” However, these words were really shameless. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Fortunately, the third-in-command, Chen Yuanqing, helped resolve the situation. “What’s there to fight about? Nephew Ye’s potential is enough to be the young master. If Second Brother Song has any objections, I’ll talk with him. There’s no need for the pavilion lord to speak.”

The hall masters, helm masters, and even countless disciples present nodded like birds and had no objections to this.

“Yes, Changqing is outstanding, but it’s normal for him to be outstanding. Nephew Ye is completely… Hmm…”

“He has the posture of the Eight Chiefs.”

“That’s right, the posture of the Eight Chiefs!”

“There’s no one else in Jianghu with Young Master Ye’s martial arts skills at his age. If he doesn’t become the young master, is the Red Flower Pavilion worthy of this status?”

“That’s right. Our Red Flower Pavilion hasn’t had such a good seedling in thirty years…”

“Yuanming wasn’t that fierce back then. I guess only the old pavilion lord could have such an imposing aura when he was young…”

The heroes of the Red Flower Pavilion discussed spiritedly.

When Song Chi heard the words of the hall masters and helm masters, his expression gradually changed from complicated to helpless.

Song Chi really wanted to be the leader. After all, Pei Xiangjun couldn’t support the Red Flower Pavilion at all. Now that the Azure Dragon Hall had a successor whose potential was much greater than his, a fifty-year-old uncle; all the hall masters and helm masters approved of him; and he couldn’t find any fault with him, what else could he say?

Song Chi thought for a moment and smiled in relief. “Nephew Ye’s talent is unprecedented. He’s probably a true Grandmaster now. Not to mention being the young master, even if he becomes the pavilion lord, we have no objections.”

Pei Xiangjun shook her head. “Jingtang has just entered Jianghu and doesn’t even recognize all the forces in Jianghu. It’s fine to be the young master, but he can’t be the pavilion lord.”

Ye Jingtang was self-aware. He smiled and said, “Just now, my spear was pressed down. It’s already considered a loss. I relied purely on my innate divine strength to counterattack. I guess that I have the foundation of a Grandmaster, but without the attainments of a Grandmaster in martial arts, I’m not worthy of the title of Grandmaster.”

Song Chi and the others didn’t say anything else. They cupped their hands and bowed to Pei Xiangjun. “Pavilion Lord, you should bring Nephew Ye to check his injuries. Originally, there was quite a lot of trouble in the Pavilion. But from the looks of it now, there’s no trouble. We can deal with them ourselves.”

The internal and external problems of the Red Flower Pavilion could be summarized in one point: insufficient strength and a worrisome future.

Ye Jingtang set their minds at ease. The hall masters had a solid idea in their minds, so they naturally didn’t have any objections.

This was probably the first time Pei Xiangjun was so happy since she took over.. She didn’t say anything else and left with her treasure in satisfaction…