Chapter 706 - What Is A Friend?

“Friend? A dignified disciple of a sect actually befriend these ordinary people… How ridiculous,” Ye Qingyun sneered sarcastically.

“You don’t understand, but you also do not need to understand,” Jiang Wuhen said indifferently.

“Ah yes, perhaps the Feng family’s trash of a second young master only deserves to befriend people like these,” Ye Qingyun said in disdain.

Jiang Wuhen’s heart sank. Ye Qingyun’s sharp words had really pierced his heart. The second young master of the Feng family was born into a great sect of generations, yet had no special talent since young, did not like martial arts, and was only interested in supernatural things. Well-known as the trash of the clan, he had been forced into a marriage for the sake of an alliance with the Blue Water Sect’s Gao family, which was humiliating. However, on the night before the engagement, he had escaped, and his whereabouts had been unclear since then. He had really failed to the point of becoming the laughing stock of the many great sects.

A dignified seven-foot man had actually become a tool of a marital alliance, and worse, he had to marry into the woman’s family. In the end, he had run away from home because of it. If this was not a failure, then what was?

“Could it be that I have misspoken? Do you think you can stop me?” Seeing Jiang Wuhen’s expression, Ye Qingyun spoke louder.

“Don’t forget where we are right now. Do you not fear breaking the taboo of the sects?” Jiang Wuhen asked coldly.

“Taboo? Ridiculous. Don’t tell me you have not heard the news of the birth of that magnificent sword. For this, nobody from the sects would be bothered about taboos and whatnot. Even if I killed the useless second young master of the Feng family, I doubt the Clear Wind Sect would be able to do anything to me.” Ye Qingyun smiled darkly and suddenly attacked Jiang Wuhen. Although he had said so, he did not actually dare to kill Jiang Wuhen. No matter how much of a waste he was, he was ultimately a legitimate descendent of the Clear Wind Sect. Even if he were to be killed, it could only be done by the Clear Wind Sect.

Jiang Wuhen swiftly swung his banner at Ye Qingyun. With a clear ripping sound, his cloth banner was split into two by the sword, but there was a chilling gleam and a long sword was suddenly surging towards Ye Qingyun’s chest. No wonder Jiang Wuhen always carried the cloth banner around, it was where he hid his sword!

The clanging of metal against metal rang out as the two people’s swords clashed dozens of times. In the dark night, the bits of sparks looked like fireflies dancing in the wind.

“Turns out the Feng family’s second young master is not as useless as the rumours say. To actually have cultivated to the realm of Great Fulfilment… How rare.” While exchanging blows, Ye Qingyun chuckled mockingly.

In many countries, to have reached the realm of Great Fulfilment at this age could be considered incredible, however, for the descendant of a sect, it wasn’t that impressive at all.

Every time Ye Qingyun’s sword swung, it left a shining, chilling star in the night sky. His sword speedily flitted past numerous time, but the stars did not fade for a long time. They looked like sparkling stars suspended in the night sky.

This was the Heavenly Star Sect’s secretly inherited martial technique—Heaven Star Sword Array! Rumours said that when their cultivation reached a certain stage, the sword stance display looked like a galaxy. Stuck within the multitude of stars, one would no longer be able to see the other party’s sword stance.

Jiang Wuhen did not say a word. His floating figure was like a breeze moving through the cold gleam of the star’s shadows. It was a move faster than the move before, light and agile, yet powerful and ruthless. For a moment, Ye Qingyun couldn’t do anything to him.

“So Jiang Wuhen was also at the realm of Great Fulfilment.” It was the first time Ling Yichen had seen Jiang Wuhen’s true cultivation. While he was stopping his own bleeding, his eyes were fixed on the two people exchanging blows.

The more he watched, the more surprised Ling Yichen was. If one were to mention cultivation, he and Jiang Wuhen should be on par, but when facing Ye Qingyun, he had struggled more. Clearly, Jiang Wuhen’s sword fight and martial techniques, as well as his comprehension of artistic conception of the martial path, was quite unique.