Chapter 155: Soone Wants to See Zhao Layue
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
So people on the Green Mountain had suspected that Jing Jiu was from the Fruit Formation Temple.
As he and Zhao Layue climbed Shenmo Peak after the Sword Trial of Green Mountain, soone had seen how they got atop the peak, so Jing Jiu was suspected by Shangde Peak.
However, more people thought Shangde Peak had told an unfunny joke after hundreds of years of never joking
Several peak masters made the shocking statent as they witnessed the swords coming out from Jing Jiu’s body during his victorious battle against Gu Han at the Sword Trial of Green Mountain.
This ti, so people started believing in this conjecture, and at least thought there must be so relationship between Jing Jiu and the Fruit Formation Temple.
This conjecture beca more persuasive after the chess tournant of the Plum eting. Even Nan Wang wondered whether she should ask her Sect Master to write a private letter to the Fruit Formation Temple for confirmation.
It was because Jing Jiu’s ability to calculate was so outstanding on the chess board that it was beyond even imagination.
Many people thought maybe it was the two-minds connection of the Fruit Formation Temple that helped Jing Jiu guess Tong Yan’s each response.
The most important part was that the Fruit Formation Temple didn’t deny it when this started spreading in the Cultivation circle!
If this was proven to be true, it would be the sa as a young man sent by the Fruit Formation Temple for experiencing the mundane world had once again beco the personal disciple of Immortal Jing Yang.
Many people couldn’t help but speculate from this legendary experience that Jing Jiu might beco the second Broadsword King!
They were unaware that so important figures at the Green Mountain Sect had already had similar thoughts a long ti ago.
Jing Jiu had attracted more and more attention, and people beca more anxious to find out about his performance in the Cultivation tournant.
Though Tong Yan was behind closed doors back on Cloud Dream Mountain, so strong swordsn of the young generation, like Luo Huainan, Bai Zao, and Tong Lu, would participate in the Cultivation tournant. Jing Jiu was expected to bring so exciting results.
Yet soon people were disappointed.
The news from the West Mountain Residence was that Jing Jiu didn’t plan to take part in the Cultivation tournant.
It was Zhao Layue who would represent Shenmo Peak to participate in the Cultivation tournant.
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Ten days after the chess tournant, the spring atmosphere prevailed in Zhaoge City. The rain was nowhere to be seen, and a feeling of sumr was in the air.
The shifting clouds in the blue sky landed on the lake. The scene looked marvelous when the shifting clouds were accompanied by the droopy willows on the lakeshore and the flying eaves were visible from ti to ti.
The Zhao family were the nobles in Zhaoge City. Their nobility was only one notch below the state Duke. They had been wealthy for generations. Yet they were low-key for twenty years because of a certain mistress, though they couldn’t remain low-key anymore for that very reason. In the early spring, they spent a great deal of money to renovate their second manor house outside the city, making it look like a fairy realm.
It was because the mistress would co back to Zhaoge City in spring and would bring a colleague ho with her, which was stated clearly in the letter.
The mistress had such a special identity, so soone she invited must be very unique! The scenery had to be like the fairy realm to be suitable for two immortal masters.
The head of the boat broke through the blue sky and white clouds reflected on the water. The boat was shifting on the lake freely since nobody rowed the boat.
“The winner of the calligraphy is Bai Zao.”
Zhao Layue sat at the head of the boat, her hair tousled by the breeze.
Jing Jiu was sowhat surprised to hear this news while lying on the bamboo chair, wondering why the winner wasn’t soone from the One-Cottage House?
Zhao Layue continued, “Many people didn’t expect that she could defeat those scholars of the One-Cottage House after giving up her specialty, painting.”
Jing Jiu thought about it and said, “It seems she is a very clever person, just like Tong Yan.”
Zhao Layue didn’t quite understand what he ant.
Jing Jiu added, “There is a saying in the Cultivation circle that calligraphy isn’t as good as painting when used as an aid for seeking Dao. It’s because painting is the original form, and calligraphy requires us to add aning to the shapes. I believe Bai Zao has thought it through when she decided to give up painting for calligraphy, since the aning we apply to the shapes is the aim we are after during our Cultivation.”
Zhao Layue said, “This must have been on your mind that day when you played that chess ga with Tong Yan.”
Jing Jiu asked, “What about you?”
This question was quite sudden, but Zhao Layue knew he just wanted to find out what was on her mind.
Zhao Layue, Bai Zao and Guo Dong were compared constantly by the Cultivation world and even the entire land.
At this year’s Plum eting, Guo Dong was the winner of the zither tournant, and Bai Zao beca the winner of the calligraphy tournant unexpectedly. What would Zhao Layue beco?
The news that Zhao Layue would participate in the Cultivation tournant had already been sold by the Curtain Rollers. In recent days, this beca a well-known secret.
She didn’t answer his question. “You’re not really a monk, are you?” asked Zhao Layue when she thought of the inquiry the Curtain Rollers had to handle most often lately.
“You know I’m not,” Jing Jiu said.
Zhao Layue asked, “Why haven’t the achieved monks of the Fruit Formation Temple tried to clear the rumor?”
Jing Jiu said, “This situation has happened before, because monks are selfish as well.
“What benefits do they get from this?” asked Zhao Layue, bewildered.
“Doing so can protect that real disciple experiencing the mundane world. If I could achieve more in the future, it’s better for their reputation.”
Jing Jiu didn’t want to continue the topic, so he asked directly, “How are you going to fight in the Cultivation tournant?”
Zhao Layue replied, “I just fight, or do you have so good ideas?”
“I’m not good at these things, and I believe you should be better at it than I am,” said Jing Jiu.
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Jing Jiu left without having supper.
Zhao Layue wasn’t surprised, since he usually didn’t eat much.
Jing Jiu ate only a few green vegetables in the watery soup when they had hotpots during their long travel, and most of the ti he rely looked at those vegetables rather than eat them.
Zhao Layue was surprised to hear that Jing Jiu had to leave due to so private affair matter he had to see to. What affair on earth could a lazy person like Jing Jiu have?
And he didn’t tell her what it was.
It was better this way, though. Zhao Layue also had her own affairs to take care of, and she didn’t want him to know about it.
“Please co out.”
Zhao Layue said this to the person in the pavilion on the lake.
A mont later, a young woman in white clothing appeared in the pavilion. “This is Mo Xi of the Water-Moon Nunnery. Greetings, Peak Master,” said Mo Xi while bowing to Zhao Layue.
“What’s the matter?” asked Zhao Layue as she looked at this woman, whom she had once before t.
“Big Sister Guo Dong would like to et you in the Mingcui Valley three days from now,” said Mo Xi in a low voice. It was hard to see her expression as she lowered her head.
Zhao Layue arched her eyebrows.
It was obvious that Guo Dong wanted to et her in private.
Zhao Layue wasn’t surprised at Guo Dong’s invitation since Zhao Layue had already felt her gaze on the cold platform of the Plum eting and on the Chess Board Mountain.
The emotions in her gaze were quite interesting. They could be care, curiosity, even observation, but no hostility.
“Okay.”
Zhao Layue agreed to the invitation.
She didn’t want Jing Jiu to know about it.
It was because Guo Dong was the personal disciple of Lian Sanyue.
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In an ordinary inn in Zhaoge City.
The custors in the inn were discussing the chess ga on Chess Board Mountain.
Shi Fengchen took a sip of the slightly sour yellow wine before saying, “Zhao Layue will be dead in three days.”
A thin old man, sitting across Shi Fengchen, didn’t show any reaction as he kept on putting pine nuts into his mouth numbly.
The na of this old man was Lian Xinchen, an ordinary official in Zhaoge City; but few people knew he was a close cousin of Grand Teacher Liang.
And Grand Teacher Liang was the Crown Prince’s teacher.
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