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Chapter 74: The Transfer of the Sword God Mingxin Banquet
While the peers were mingling, Dongfang Su was chatting 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 in a while."
This statement carried significant weight. In the past, the Four Great Sons had little qualification to befriend Lian Yun, and even now, it was still true. Within the alliance, only those of considerable strength could be friends with Lian Yun; even the older Monarchs had little standing.
Now that Lian Yun considered someone a friend, it almost implied that they were of equal strength.
Sun Chendong and his group couldn't help but gasp in 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 emitting 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 already moved away, Dongfang Yi still inquired from a distance.
Lian Yun turned around and nodded with a smile, "Uncle Yi, that senior's Sword Intent has spirit."
In an instant, Dongfang Yi's eyes sparkled as if a sword was about to burst forth from them. A torrent of sword energy surged within him, giving off an overwhelming sense akin to an expansive ocean—vast and boundless.
For a moment, all the Monarchs present felt breathless; this was especially true for those below the rank of Monarch. 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 no longer mattered; he had long since hit a bottleneck. Whether it was difficult or easy was irrelevant; it felt too hazy—like being trapped in a foggy sea from which he could not escape no matter how he tried to fly.
However, Lian Yun's words about Sword Intent having spirit illuminated a direction for him. It was as if the clouds had parted 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 it was still quite distant.
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 was glad to end it early and return to pamper her precious granddaughter. How could she possibly blame Dongfang Yi?
Of course, expressing gratitude was the least he could do, but he felt a deep sense of guilt as he looked at the three 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 advancement but was 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 dismissively, which left everyone speechless.
If it had been anyone else, they might have thrust their sword energy directly at him. However, Lian Yun merely smiled wryly and waved his hand to disperse all the sword energy without any fuss.
Yet he looked at Dongfang Yi with concern and said, "Uncle Yi, you cannot go to Yin Yang City."
Once Dongfang Yi experienced the Sword Intent of that master from the Xianjian Sect, he would likely soon be able to comprehend Sword Intent himself. If he couldn't witness it firsthand, he would have to understand it on his own, which could take an indeterminate amount of time.
Moreover, 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, arriving in Yin Yang City would still put him in a position where even a fallen phoenix would be no better than a chicken.
Not even Monarchs or some kings might be able to defeat him there.
However, Lian Yun's worries seemed somewhat unnecessary. Dongfang Yi smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry. I once did not know which way to go; now that I understand my direction, that is enough."
"Later, let me spar with you 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 caused Lian Yun to feel ashamed, believing that compared to Dongfang Yi, he was simply unworthy of practicing swordsmanship.
However, it was precisely because of this that Lian Yun wanted to challenge him even more, in order to recognize his own shortcomings.
At that moment, a voice rang out.
"Um, if I may be so bold, would the Lin family be willing to move to the Cloud Emperor Palace? Although it is not a renowned place, it is simply decorated and has plenty of drinks; it's just that the dishes are rather lacking."
Upon hearing this, everyone initially showed disdain, but soon recalled the Cloud Emperor Palace and turned to glance appreciatively at an unusually overweight middle-aged man in the corner.
While the Cloud Emperor Palace was not a large venue and lacked grandeur compared to some family-owned restaurants that were far superior, it could be considered Lian Yun's territory. The Lin Family also had shares in it, making it rightfully theirs.
Thus, simply changing locations to their own place was naturally much better than borrowing someone else's venue.
Although the Lin Clan was not in disgrace at present, Liu Haitao's suggestion still carried the intention of helping the Lin Clan save face.
After all, the guests had come with good intentions to celebrate; it would be unreasonable to let them leave without even a drink.
The members of the Lin Clan naturally did not oppose this; it just depended on Grandma's attitude.
Though Grandma was somewhat reluctant to leave home, she merely paused for a moment before nodding in agreement.
With that, Lian Yun took the lead and flew directly towards Ghost Street and the Cloud Emperor Palace with Liu Haitao.
In truth, Lian Yun had known for a long time that Liu Haitao was at the Lin family. He learned from Yang Zai Xing that Liu Haitao was helping arrange a banquet for the Lin Clan. Upon arriving at the venue, he noticed Liu Haitao sitting in the corner. A few times he wanted to approach him 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 bring this suggestion with a hidden 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 truly lacked the standing to speak among those present.
After all, the Lin Clan had numerous relatives and connections; they themselves owned several more upscale venues. Thus, Keen Observer could see that Liu Haitao's proposal had ulterior motives.
However, Lian Yun knew that Liu Haitao was a person of righteousness, somewhat unconventional among merchants. This led Lian Yun to think that he was concerned for those female spirits.
Seeing that Lian Yun had already guessed his intentions, Liu Haitao nodded in silence, as if prepared to accept any punishment.
"Uncle Liu is so righteous; what wrong is there in that? 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 a bit awkward but didn't remain silent for long. "By the way, Zhou Tong and the others arrived at Cloud Emperor Palace yesterday. Cloud Emperor, will you go meet them first?"
"I see now; how could I have missed them?" Lian Yun nodded, clearly intending to meet them.
(End of Chapter)
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