PFC Chapter 1030 A Chance Encounter with a Smile
Chapter 1030 A Chance Encounter with a Smile
Chapter 1030 A Smile at Our Meeting
"The sound of the flute faded, the glint of the blade was cold. The moonlight was like a curtain, the music returned to the courtyard, and the lights shone down from the tower. The mad sword Su Mengfei flew around like lightning, carrying the holy maiden of the Luo Sect into the capital at night to distribute wedding invitations. He broke into the capital's great formation as if it were empty. Upon closer inspection, he was actually wielding the peerless divine weapon, the Overlord Blade, which was the most powerful and fierce!"
"As for the origin of this Overlord's Blade, well, we must mention the ancient Overlord of the Middle Ages, who, enraged for a beauty, rode alone to a banquet, slaughtering his way to the point of his physical body withering away, and whose glory has faded for ten thousand years."
In the bustling city, the teahouses by the street are frequented by many idlers and heroes of the martial arts world.
The storyteller is using the recent hot topic of martial arts rumors to revisit the ancient legend of the Overlord and the Mysterious Woman.
The martial arts practitioners in the inns and taverns listened to the storyteller, their discussions rising and falling with the clinking of glasses. The once-discarded Shaolin disciple, Mang Jingang, had transformed into the successor of the Overlord, and now openly married the Holy Maiden of the Luo Sect. This event had shaken the entire world, stirring up a storm in all directions, and causing a stir among the powerful families and influential figures.
"I've heard that Mad Blade already possesses the strength of a Dharma Body. This is rather strange. How long has he been on the Earth Ranking?"
"Could this behavior be an attempt to emulate the ancient overlord, or is he perhaps the reincarnation of the overlord?"
"The Great Luo Demoness is known for her unpredictable temper and is quite infamous among evil sects. How did Mad Blade Su Meng end up entangled with her?"
"Could it be that she has been bewitched and willingly fallen into depravity?! I have long heard similar rumors in the martial arts world."
"I've heard that evil sorceresses can bewitch people's souls. I have a friend whose life was ruined by the Su Nu Dao!"
"What do you burly, dark-faced warriors know?! Love can overcome barriers and break down all worldly prejudices and shackles!"
The most talked-about topics among martial arts practitioners are stories of swift justice and revenge, and tales of devoted lovers, especially those involving entanglements between good and evil, where lovers and villains are locked in a love-hate relationship but ultimately become a couple.
The wedding day hadn't even arrived yet, but all sorts of gossip and rumors about Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang were already circulating. Some criticized, some envied, some despised, and some pondered the deeper meaning and conspiracy behind it all.
In the end, however, attention was focused on Mad Blade's current strength.
"Two months ago, Su Meng suddenly ventured deep into the grasslands and intervened in the battle of Dharma Bodies. The Gu God perished in a lightning tribulation, the Blood Sea Rakshasa was cut in two, the White Tiger Demon King was seriously injured, and the Peacock Demon King was captured!"
"The Great Asura died at the hands of Su Wuming!"
"The Great Khan of the Grasslands, Guldo, and the Demon Master Han Guang fled in defeat, and the Heavenly Punishment Axe was seized by the Great Luo Saintess, Gu Xiaosang!!!"
puff--!
Inside the teahouses and taverns, the sounds of water spraying rose and fell, followed by coughing and labored breathing.
Everyone in the martial arts world stared wide-eyed as the number one spot on the martial arts bulletin board was changed to the name of Emperor Yuan Su Meng in full view of everyone.
The grasslands are located in a remote area near the Great Zhou Dynasty. For the people in the heart of the Great Jin Dynasty, news transmission is relatively slow unless the Six Doors actively announce it.
The above shows that this message was sent back after one or two months.
Gradually, all was silent.
For a time, countless people felt as if they had heard a fairy tale, and they didn't know how to comment on it.
"When Master Zhen Ding was expelled from Shaolin Temple, he said, 'Killing is for the sake of protecting life, and cutting off karma is not the same as killing people.' Now that he has become the number one on the Heavenly Ranking, those evil demons and heretics are going to suffer."
"You were just saying that Su Meng was depraved and indulging in the lust of bewitching women?"
"What a joke! Such a virtuous person has such a steadfast heart, how could he be tempted by appearances?! Mr. Su and his wife must be truly in love!"
"Perhaps it's an attempt to emulate the ancestor who cut off his own flesh to feed an eagle, or the Mad Blade who, born into Buddhism, offered his body to a demoness in an attempt to reform her. I have a friend who used to try to reform a disciple of the Pure Maiden Sect in the same way."
In taverns and inns, many people were engaged in lively discussions, but their opinions all converged on the same point.
They didn't notice a man in a blue robe sipping tea whose expression changed from a calm smile to embarrassment in less than a few seconds. He then called the waiter and hurriedly paid the bill.
Just blow it and that's it, why keep babbling on and on?
While cursing inwardly, Meng Qi quickened his pace. The surrounding scenery was blurry, and before long, his figure appeared on a mountain peak as straight as a sword.
It's been many years since I last came here.
Meng Qi was momentarily dazed, as if he saw the beautiful and colorful wildflowers, and the pale yellow figure carrying a long sword.
'That's enough! If Xiao Sang finds out, she'll definitely get a beating.'
Adopting the mindset a family man should have, Meng Qi looked towards the mountain gate, where a handsome, indifferent man dressed in blue stood.
"Your swordsmanship has improved even further, senior." Meng Qi said with no flattery, only admiration.
If it weren't for too many concerns and too many entanglements, allowing Su Wuming to enter the vast void and explore the treasures of swords, he would probably have already stepped into the legendary realm.
Similarly, if it weren't for too many concerns, a long time ago, one could probably have tried recommending Emiya to the Sword Washing Pavilion, but that would have meant receiving several times less in year-end bonuses, so it's better to consider things from the perspective of the collective.
Su Wuming stared intently at Meng Qi with a deep gaze: "I want to fight you."
"If you want to discuss swordsmanship, I know a good place. You may have met many masters who have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship in their own worlds."
Meng Qi took out a Universal Knowledge Talisman and said with a smile, "As for today, it's not the right time yet."
Su Wuming closed his eyes, and memories of the past few days surfaced in his mind.
Four killing swords, a formation diagram, completely different from the Chonghe Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, thousands upon thousands of chaotic sword beams slashed down, and blood light filled the sky, engulfing the grassland.
If one were to personally enter the battle and experience the carnage, it would be possible to comprehend the sword intent within.
"Then let's do it another day." Su Wuming nodded slightly, a hint of regret in his voice: "Go, she's waiting for you."
Meng Qi breathed a slight sigh of relief. He had been worried that Su Wuming, the previous generation's "protagonist," as a sword cultivator, would be willing to die for the Dao after hearing it in the morning.
"I'll take my leave now," Meng Qi said, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture.
Inside the Sword Washing Pavilion, Jiang Zhiwei, holding the fragment of the Haotian Realm, turned her head in surprise, but then looked at Meng Qi with worry in her eyes, concerned about what she had heard recently.
"I was neither possessed nor influenced by any powerful being." Meng Qi grinned, having predicted her prediction.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes suddenly widened in shock.
"Six Paths, don't be ungrateful. Have I given you face?" Meng Qi's eyes narrowed, and he roared, his thunderous words ringing out again: "Whether you are Lu Ya or the Demon Buddha, do you really think this humble Daoist is powerless to deal with you?!"
[Death Mission: Kill or severely injure Mad Blade Su Meng, reward: five of the Seven Swords of Heaven-Slaying.] The grand, cold voice and words, accompanied by this curse, slowly dissipated from Jiang Zhiwei's sight like rippling water.
Then, Meng Qi flicked his sleeves, suppressing the urge to purse his lips, and said:
"Wait a while longer, and I will have Lu Ya remove your true spirits from the control of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
“I am the fish of the demon Buddha Ananda. He wanted to return to his wholeness by absorbing me, but now he has miscalculated.”
"Of course, this was not due to my own efforts alone, but rather because the Primordial Celestial Venerable chose me as the product of subtraction to seek emptiness. In the contest between the great figures on the other shore, I gained a chance to catch my breath."
Meng Qi kept nothing from her, and these secrets left Jiang Zhiwei stunned for a long time, staring at Meng Qi for quite a while.
"Little Monk"
Hearing the familiar address, Meng Qi smiled. There was no longer any awkwardness between them, just like before.
Half a day later, Meng Qi, who had left the Sword Washing Pavilion, went to Shaolin Temple again. By then, he had invited everyone he was supposed to personally invite.
All that's left is
Meng Qi opened the chat group and asked, "Are you there? When are you coming?"
Su Lin: [I'm not going.]
Is she throwing a tantrum?
The crimson maple leaves and the sunset glowed, the river's color was like rouge, and the Water Mirror Peak seemed to be ablaze, with illusory flames merging into one.
"Do you think I'm stupid, like a little kid you can fool into not knowing anything?" Su Lin, who had come fishing after regaining her freedom from the basement, pointed at herself.
Meng Qi shook his head.
"Then why did you call me to the real world?" Su Lin asked.
"It's a banquet," Meng Qi said matter-of-factly. "It's not like a large-scale ceremony like in Gensokyo. I only invited a small number of close friends and relatives."
"Moreover, I have concealed the cause of all the effects, and Iwamori has fabricated the energy. Those who have not yet awakened should not be able to detect your abnormality. Moreover, the real world is not without transmigrators and ascendants from all the heavens and myriad worlds."
"You're welcome to come. If there's anything to worry about, that's my problem. You can leave right after you finish eating."
When Meng Qi said these words, his eyes were smiling and his tone was calm, as if he was hiding extremely strong confidence.
Su Lin stood up, dusted himself off, and put his arm around Meng Qi's neck: "Let's put aside the messy details of the Eternal God Clan's characteristics, who am I?"
"Su Lin".
"Use your job title when you are at work."
"The Supreme God of Heaven, the Heavenly Emperor."
"Who are Haotian and the Heavenly Emperor in your area?"
"Demon Buddha Ananda, Jade Emperor."
Meng Qi's answer was brief and to the point, while Su Lin gradually increased the force in his arm, making a strangulation and chokehold motion.
"You really intend to use me as a tool?! Meng Zhending, you really know how to pick your timing and place~~~" Su Lin said with a half-smile.
"You're not incapable of unleashing your otherworld-level combat power, so let go, okay? What kind of behavior is this, two grown men in broad daylight?" Meng Qi said casually.
"Last time Neet caused trouble, I fought myself and the Fallen God. The Primordial Light that was damaged in the Eternal Heart still hasn't fully recovered, and you're still holding a grudge?!"
Su Lin gritted her teeth.
Admittedly, he is now fully equipped with divine gear and has a max-level character in the abyss, but in the void, especially in a place like the real world, if he gets involved in something, the expenses will be enormous.
The laws of creation engraved in the heart of the eternal furnace will be fully absorbed by Su Lin as he grows, becoming his own mythology and power of creation.
For example, Su Cangqiong said that forcibly using the Primordial Light could be regarded as the descent of the true form of Karoso, but the consumption was extremely exaggerated and it was also very troublesome to recover. Once too much was used, it would become unbalanced and completely lose the creation law of the Primordial Light.
Although some of the power left behind by the Dragon God was added later, but...
"You really are plotting something, aren't you?!"
Su Lin's eyes seemed to see through everything. Meng Qi was in pain from being strangled, so he had no choice but to use the mystery of cause and effect to transfer himself.
“You’re having a paranoid episode.” Meng Qi straightened his clothes and said, “If the paparazzi see you, who knows what kind of trouble they’ll make up. You’d better be careful.”
"I'm not going." Su Lin clicked her tongue.
He opened his system backpack, then rummaged through the vault for a while. After much hesitation and indecisiveness, he finally reluctantly took out a crystal that was unusually clear and had illusory ripples spreading out in a drop-shaped pattern.
"Immortal King's Tears, which can change the reality and illusion of heaven and earth, hurry up and take your share of the money and get back to Ke. Don't get in my way while I'm fishing." Su Lin waved him away with a pained expression.
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Meng Qi realized that this guy really didn't intend to go to the real world.
If he hadn't known, it would have been fine, but now that he's realized it, the methods used by Type-Moon Pigeon have left him with immense frustration and psychological trauma, making the usually fearless Su Lin extra cautious.
"We're like brothers, it just doesn't feel right if you don't come."
"It's alright, I can wait for you to return to Baiyujing to hold the second event."
"Really not going? Little Foodie and Zhiwei will be coming. Don't you want to have some fun with me?"
"No interest!"
Su Lin replied, enunciating each word clearly.
Upon hearing this, Meng Qi was completely stunned.
It wasn't until a while later, when several other fishermen with nothing better to do arrived at Water Mirror Peak, that he was awakened.
"What's wrong?"
"Su Lin said he's no longer interested in love stories."
The surroundings fell silent instantly.
Less than three breaths later, boom—!
Turning around in astonishment, Su Lin saw a heavy, mysterious ruler, wreathed in strange fire, striking the spot where he had just been sitting. The strange fire melted the boulder, and grotesque cracks spread across the earth.
Immediately afterwards, a blade of light tore through the sky, striking directly at Su Lin's face.
With a snap, his palms precisely clamped the Absolute Blade three inches above his head, and another spiritual bullet shot out from the air, shattering a few strands of hair at Su Lin's temples.
Su Lin, still in the position of disarming the attacker with his bare hands, broke out in a cold sweat, his lips twitching: "Are you all fucking crazy?!"
"Shut up! What kind of demon or monster are you, possessing my brother's body?!"
"You fiend, do not try to confuse my mind! Everything here is an illusion, it's all fake!"
"Has the fallen God been resurrected within you?"
The murderous Meng Zhending, the crazed Xiao Huowang, and that certain mouth—these bastards.
"Believe it or not, I'll take the witch's potion, modify it drastically, and add it to your food," Su Lin said expressionlessly.
"It's back to normal."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and became concerned about Su Lin's mental health, advising him not to put too much pressure on himself, that money can be earned back, and that a happy life is the most important thing.
It's hopeless.
Based on his many years of professional experience, Su Lin concluded that these guys must have some kind of brain circuit problem.
"If you're really scared, why don't you just use paper dolls like Brother Li and Changshou?" Meng Qi said speechlessly.
Thanks for the invitation. The player identity of the Fourth Calamity is useless, let alone the little paper doll, unless it is equipped with a Su Lin AI template and the original body does not go, but that is not as good as letting Klein get a historical projection.
“As a fortune teller, I know better than any of you how easily I can die.”
Klein said, "If you're not willing to go, why should I go and get myself killed?"
Why do you treat our real world like a place of great misfortune?
Seeing Su Lin's determination, Meng Qi shook his head and had no choice but to take out the special products he had brought from the Real World, intending to bring the 'hostages' of the demon race later.
A demon king in the form of a Dharma body.
He planned to throw a singles barbecue party using whatever ingredients he had on hand. After all, he had already collected the money as gifts, and regardless of whether Su Lin ultimately went or not, he couldn't let his good friends down.
"Feathers can be used to forge weapons, blood can be used to make medicine, and all you need to do is cut off a wing from the flesh."
Meng Qi's words were like a death knell. The Peacock Demon King Tai Li, who had been pretending to be dead, was filled with grief and indignation. His pride returned, and he decided to fight to the death to settle things once and for all.
The Five Elements Peacock manifested its true form and swallowed Su Lin, who had the weakest aura, whole.
(End of this chapter)