My Life Can Be Simulated Infinitely – Chapter 47

Ch 47: That Saber

In the early morning, a carriage drove into Ping Prefecture City.

Outside the carriage, an old man with a goatee said, “Young Master, this is Ping Prefecture City.”

Sitting inside the carriage was a young man of extreme handsomeness, dressed in white, spotless, exuding a sharp and unmatched aura, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

“Is there any expert in this Ping Prefecture?”

The person’s voice was clear and cold, clearly a woman dressed in men’s clothing.

The old man with the goatee said, “The prominent family in Ping Prefecture is the Fang Family. There are some Fourth-Rank martial artists, but most of them are used to a life of ease and have not fought anyone for many years. There are only two who have some decent strength, and they are currently in seclusion, so it is unlikely that you will meet them.”

“Besides that, there is the Second Young Master of the Lin Family, who has established a gang here, with two Fourth-Rank martial artists under his command. However, this Second Young Master Lin is notoriously lecherous and acts recklessly. It would be best if Young Master does not encounter him, to avoid trouble.”

The “Young Master” in the carriage remained noncommittal, waiting for him to continue.

She knew that the old man would not have brought her to Ping Prefecture without a purpose.

Sure enough, the old man continued, “Apart from that, there is another Fourth-Rank martial artist with decent strength, Tian Fei, who comes from the military. He was originally a guerrilla under Marquis Wu’an. More than twenty years ago, after Marquis Wu’an was convicted and imprisoned, he was disheartened and left the army, settling down in Ping Prefecture City, and has remained there ever since.”

The “Young Master” in the carriage’s expression shifted slightly, “A subordinate of Marquis Wu’an, I wonder how much of Marquis Wu’an’s Overlord Spear he has learned?”

Marquis Wu’an was originally a powerful figure who was famous throughout the world more than twenty years ago. His Overlord Spear was almost invincible, and he was ranked third on the First-Rank List.

Her purpose for traveling this time was to test her sword skills against the world, using this as a stepping stone to enter the Third-Rank Realm.

Over the past half year, the opponents she had encountered had left her quite disappointed. None of the so-called experts could withstand three of her sword strikes.

Hopefully, this Tian Fei can give her some surprises.

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Before long, the carriage had already arrived outside the Tian Residence, where a man and a woman were standing in front of the gate, loudly saying, “We, the younger generation, have come to visit Senior Tian.”

The voice carried far, showing their deep cultivation.

From this voice, the “Young Master” in the carriage judged that this person was at the Fourth-Rank cultivation level. Although they said they were visiting, their tone was quite impolite, clearly indicating that they had come with ill intentions.

“Someone actually got here first.”

She was more curious and asked, “Uncle Wu, who are these people?”

The old man with the goatee was also a bit puzzled, “I can’t tell. Judging by their appearance, they are only in their early twenties. I’ve never heard of such figures in Ping Prefecture.”

Fourth-Rank martial artists were not cabbages, and one would not appear out of nowhere.

At this moment, a voice like a booming bell rang out, “Good, this old man would like to see what kind of young talents dare to call at my gate.”

The gate opened from the inside.

The man and woman walked in.

The old man with the goatee said, “Young Master—”

“Let’s go, let’s go in and take a look.”

The white-clad “Young Master” pushed open the carriage door and stepped down. She could sense the tension between the two parties. If they were to fight, it would be a good opportunity to observe.

The old man with the goatee followed behind her, entering the Tian Residence together.

The servants of the Tian Residence thought the four of them were together, so they did not stop them.

Before long, they saw Tian Fei in the courtyard. He was dressed in black, stood with his hands behind his back, and his gaze swept over the four of them like an eagle’s.

When he saw the white-clad “Young Master,” he paused for a moment, his brow slightly furrowed.

Such grace and bearing could only be cultivated by a high-ranking family.

Finally, Tian Fei stared at the imposing man at the front and said coldly, “Are you here for the Qingxuan Sect?”

The man said, “That’s right.”

“Then you can leave.” Tian Fei’s tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

“Since that’s the case, then according to the rules of the martial world, we’ll settle this with our skills.”

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Tian Fei stared at him and said, “Young man, your cultivation is not easy. Do not ruin your life by being a busybody.”

This was both a warning and a piece of advice.

The young man said nonchalantly, “Actually, helping the Qingxuan Sect is secondary. The main reason is that I’m a bit short on funds recently, and I’ve taken a liking to your trading company and warehouse.”

Tian Fei’s gaze turned cold, and he laughed instead, “Heh, it seems you’ve taken this old man for a fat sheep.”

“When fighting, there must be some stakes. If I win, your trading company and warehouse will be mine. If you win, I’ll pay you one hundred thousand taels of silver.”

“Good!”

Tian Fei roared, grabbed a long spear beside him, and flew out. The long spear in his hand transformed into a venomous dragon, piercing towards the opponent.

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“What a good Overlord Spear!”

The white-clad “Young Master’s” eyes lit up when she saw this spear strike.

After being out for so long, she had finally encountered a decent expert. This spear strike made her feel immense pressure, which was exactly what she needed right now.

A hint of excitement surged in her heart as she pondered how she would deal with this spear strike if it were her.

This spear strike was fast and venomous, extremely tricky, and in an instant, it had already reached the man’s face.

At this moment, the man finally drew his saber.

Buzz!

In an instant, the white-clad “Young Master’s” mind went blank, and it was as if a saber appeared before her eyes. It was coming at an extremely slow pace, but her whole body was stiff, and she could not think of any way to counter it.

She didn’t even have the courage to draw her sword, and could only watch helplessly as the saber slashed down.

“Saber Intent!”

The old man with the goatee beside her narrowed his pupils and exclaimed in alarm, “Not good!”

At such close range, the “Young Master” beside him was also affected by the saber intent.

He suddenly slapped the white-clad “Young Master” on the shoulder.

She finally woke up, her whole body drenched in sweat, as if she had been drained, and she almost lost her balance.

The old man with the goatee saw her like this and thought, “Oh no,” she still hadn’t avoided that saber intent and had her Dao Heart broken by one strike.

This is troublesome!

With a clang.

The iron spear in Tian Fei’s hand fell to the ground. He looked at the saber tip hovering at his brow, his face pale, his gaze dim, and he looked as if he had aged a dozen years.

This saber strike not only broke his spear technique but also almost shattered his decades of cultivation.

He said in a hoarse voice, “Why didn’t you kill me?”

The young man said, “You just gave a word of advice, you’re not a bad person.” Then, he sheathed his saber.

“Tell your daughter not to cause trouble at the Qingxuan Sect again. Also, have your trading company and warehouse ready, I’ll come to take them over tomorrow.” After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Tian Fei’s gaze was somewhat complicated, and his lips moved a few times, “What is your esteemed name?”

“I am Gu Yang, you are welcome to come for revenge anytime.”

Revenge?

Tian Fei gave a bitter laugh. With that saber strike just now, his martial path was already broken, so how could he talk about revenge?

PS: There is one more Ch, but it will be a bit late. It will probably be after twelve o’clock. If you can’t wait, read it when you wake up tomorrow.