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Chapter 74: The Transfer of the Sword God Mingxin Banquet
While engaging in conversation with peers, Dongfang Su chatted with Grandma when Dongfang Yi approached Lian Yun. He ruffled Lian Yun's hair and then began reminiscing with Lin Nan, leaving Eastern Sword behind.
Lian Yun sized up Eastern Sword One and smiled, saying, "I'll introduce a friend to you soon."
This statement carried significant weight. In the past, the Four Great Sons had little qualification to befriend Lian Yun, and even now, few in the alliance could claim such a relationship. To be considered a friend of Lian Yun meant that one possessed strength comparable to his.
Sun Chendong and his group couldn't help but express their astonishment.
However, Eastern Sword seemed somewhat indifferent and instead asked, "How many swords do you have now?"
Eastern Sword was referring to swords capable of producing Sword Intent. Lian Yun smiled slightly and replied, "Eighty thousand is not a problem, but if I don't use your sword-drawing technique, it would be quite difficult for me to surpass him."
"Eighty thousand? Have you encountered a master of swordsmanship?" Although he had distanced himself, Dongfang Yi still inquired from afar.
Lian Yun turned back, nodded, and smiled. "Uncle Yi, that senior has a spiritual Sword Intent."
In an instant, Dongfang Yi's eyes sparkled as if a sword was about to burst forth from them. A surge of sword energy rolled within him, giving off an overwhelming sense akin to an endless ocean.
For a moment, all the Monarchs present felt breathless; those below the Monarch level were even more affected. However, the next moment, Lian Yun waved his hand, causing a sword energy to appear above each person's head, allowing them to remain unaffected.
Yet all the tables and chairs in the vicinity shattered, and the beams creaked ominously as if they might collapse at any moment.
Dongfang Yi's realm had reached a point where his sword techniques were no longer significant; he had long hit a bottleneck. Whether it was difficult or easy was irrelevant; it felt too vague, as if he were trapped in a misty sea from which he could not escape no matter how he tried to fly.
However, Lian Yun's words about having a spiritual Sword Intent illuminated a direction for him. It was like parting the clouds to reveal the bright moon—his mind felt unprecedentedly clear and bright.
The Sword God was not far from breaking through, yet it also felt like there was still a long way to go.
In just a few breaths, Dongfang Yi regained his composure. He glanced around and immediately bowed to Grandma, saying, "Nephew Menglang asks for your forgiveness, Matriarch."
"I am in a good mood today, so I forgive you," Grandma replied with a smile.
She had never intended to host this Birthday Banquet, and now that the feast was ruined, she could end it early and return to pamper her precious granddaughter. How could she possibly blame Dongfang Yi?
Of course, she was not about to thank him; that would be too much.
Dongfang Yi still looked apologetic and then cast a guilty glance at the three Lin brothers: Lin Dong, Lin Xi, and Lin Nan.
"Ah Yi, you really..." Lin Nan shook his head helplessly. He felt happy for his friend's rise but was also troubled by the fact that he had ruined the entire Birthday Banquet.
"Uh... it has nothing to do with Ah Yi; it's all Cloud Child's fault," Dongfang Su said disrespectfully, leaving everyone speechless.
If it were someone else, they might have plunged their sword energy directly into his head. However, Lian Yun merely smiled helplessly and waved his hand, dissipating all the sword energy without a word.
Yet he looked at Dongfang Yi with concern and said, "Uncle Yi, you cannot go to Yin Yang City."
As long as Dongfang Yi experienced the Sword Intent of that teacher from Xianjian Sect, he would likely soon grasp Sword Intent himself. If he couldn't witness it firsthand, he would need to comprehend it on his own, which could take an indeterminate amount of time.
However, Yin Yang City could not harness Earth Power, and Dongfang Yi's achievements in spiritual cultivation were not high. Even though he was now a legendary sword god, upon arriving in Yin Yang City, he would still face the reality of being like a phoenix that had fallen to the ground—no better than a chicken.
Not even Monarchs or some kings might be able to defeat him.
Yet Lian Yun's worries seemed somewhat unnecessary. Dongfang Yi smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry. I once did not know where the path lay; now that I understand the direction, that's enough."
"Later, let's have a match so Uncle Yi can see your current achievements in swordsmanship."
"Alright!" Lian Yun nodded eagerly.
To be honest, the Sword Intent within Dongfang Yi made Lian Yun feel a sense of unattainable distance. The purity of it even made Lian Yun feel ashamed, believing that compared to Dongfang Yi, he was hardly worthy of practicing swordsmanship.
However, it was precisely because of this that Lian Yun was even more eager to engage in a duel, hoping to gain a clearer understanding of his own shortcomings.
At that moment, a voice rang out.
"Excuse me, if I may be so bold, would the Lin family be willing to move to the Cloud Emperor Palace? Although it may not be a renowned place, it is simply decorated and has plenty of drinks; it's just that the dishes are rather lacking."
Upon hearing this, the crowd initially showed disdain, but soon recalled the Cloud Emperor Palace and turned to glance appreciatively at an exceptionally overweight middle-aged man in the corner.
While the Cloud Emperor Palace was not particularly large or grand compared to some family-owned restaurants that were far superior, it was still considered Lian Yun's territory. The Lin Family also had shares there, so it could be said to belong to them.
Thus, simply changing venues to their own place was naturally much better than borrowing someone else's.
Although the Lin Clan was not in disgrace at present, Liu Haitao's suggestion still held the intention of helping the Lin Clan save face.
After all, the guests had come with good intentions to celebrate; it would be ungracious to let them leave without even having a drink.
The members of the Lin Clan naturally would not oppose this; they just needed to see Grandma's attitude.
Although Grandma was somewhat reluctant to leave home, she merely paused for a moment in silence before nodding in agreement.
With that, Lian Yun took the lead and flew directly with Liu Haitao towards Ghost Street and the Cloud Emperor Palace.
In truth, Lian Yun had known for some time that Liu Haitao was at the Lin family. He had learned from Yang Zai Xing that Liu Haitao was helping the Lin Clan arrange the banquet. Upon arriving at the venue, he noticed Liu Haitao sitting in a corner and had attempted to approach him several times but was subtly rejected by Liu Haitao's gaze, indicating that Lian Yun should not worry about him for now.
Once they were airborne, Liu Haitao took a while to adjust before immediately bowing to Lian Yun and saying, "Please forgive me, Cloud Emperor!"
"Uncle Liu, what is this about? Why are you apologizing to me?"
"I have to admit that my suggestion comes with a personal agenda, seeing so many prominent figures gathered here today—it's a rare opportunity."
"I understand, Uncle Liu wants the sisters from Cloud Emperor Palace to meet the guests, so they can navigate Kyoto more easily in the future, right?"
To be honest, while Liu Haitao had connections with Lian Yun, he really didn't have the standing to speak among those present.
After all, the Lin Clan had numerous relatives and connections; they themselves owned several high-end establishments. So, Keen Observer could tell at a glance that Liu Haitao's proposal had ulterior motives.
However, Lian Yun knew that Liu Haitao was a man of righteousness, somewhat unconventional among merchants. Thus, Lian Yun thought he was concerned for those female spirits.
Seeing that Lian Yun had already guessed his intentions, Liu Haitao nodded in silence, as if preparing to accept any punishment.
"Uncle Liu is so righteous; what wrong could there be? And please just call me Yun; there's no need to regard yourself as subordinate," Lian Yun added, his tone slightly displeased at the end.
Liu Haitao felt somewhat awkward but didn't remain silent for long. "By the way, Zhou Tong and his group arrived at Cloud Emperor Palace yesterday. You should go meet them first, Cloud Emperor."
"I see now; I wonder why I haven't seen them," Lian Yun replied, nodding. Naturally, he wanted to meet them.
(End of Chapter)
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