Everyone showed themselves to their prepared rooms after the official “dismissed” announcement. While the streets were rife with perpetual clamouring, most of us were worn out and turned in even if we werent as we anticipated a busy day tomorrow. We didnt even need lights in our rooms for the streets were bright.
I hit the pillow in the room on the top floor, while the others chose to sleep on the third floor, refusing to be anywhere near me. I got rid of Su Xiao, who wanted to sleep with me, using my deafening snores that I liberally exposed everyone to for two hours.
The two hours of shut eye were my express sleep and probably the only sleep I would get for the night. I boosted my listening sense to cover the entire inn, checking on every minute movement, even their breathing and heart beats, before I sat up.
I used my celestial spider silk to tug down a bag Black and White Reflections storage prepared for me. I had prepared the black robe, bottles of antidote, poison and a bronze mask beforehand in case I needed to conduct reconnaissance in the middle of the night.
Unlike the form-fitting black robes normally worn when performing espionage or assassinations at night, Black and White Reflection supplied me with the loose-fitting version that came in a lower body and upper body garments. It wasnt the optimal choice as armour or for movement purposes, but it did its job as a camouflage set of attire.
I readied poisons in case I ever needed to interrogate someone and antidote in case I was poisoned.
I ignored the individual who shunted my door open and kept getting dressed.
“They are if I dont have to sleep in them.”
Tang Yes still looked as messy as the clothing he had yet to change out of. Ever since losing to Yi Wangyou, he role played as the clear-minded and focused statue on the first floors hall.
“You didnt tell me to visit you at night to join your gang of thieves, did you”
“If you stepped out the door in that shape, everyone on the street would give you donations without you having to hold out a bowl. Anyone with a functioning brain would fathom you cant be stealthy when you stand out like that.”
Tang Ye stepped forward and asserted, “What did you want to see me for, then”
I took my time tying my hair up into a ponytail and checking if there were any white spots in the mirror - to add some hair dye if there was.
“You dont have to come if you dont think theres any point in coming.”
“… Why are you… always such a jerk”
Tang Ye zipped in and double hooked me with scalding fists, one on each side. I shifted my head position to let his fists go by. Knowing the difference in our speed rendered feints pointless, Tang Ye pressed his palms together and knife handed down toward my collar bone.
I had never seen that technique before. I supposed Desolate Sword Dance inspired the technique; told you Tang Ye had the potential to be a great fighter.
I caught Tang Yes knife hand between two fingers, cancelling out his heat energy, and then yanked him off balance. He bounced off the ball of his foot to go up the wall on an angle and then propelled himself off the wall. Before his momentum tapered off, he rotated to launch himself off a pillar.
I casually aimed my right fist in the trajectory he was heading straight toward. Sensing the danger of colliding with my fist, Tang Ye twisted his body vigorously to the side, resulting in him teetering sideways.
“Not bad.” I turned to the mirror to cheerfully adjust my clothing, continuing, “Reflexes and judgement are still there. Your comprehension of techniques has also improved. Youre improving daily.”
“… Where are you off to Were not done.”
I always laid Tang Ye out in two exchanges, but hed always pull himself up with sheer determination to fight the pain for he was always eager for another exchange, another learning opportunity.
“Thats it for today. I didnt call you here to spar.”
“… I dont get it.”
I put on my bronze mask: “I dont think Ive ever told you this. My name is Ming Feizhen, a thirty-seventh disciple generation disciple of Mount Daluo. Although my skills dont belong to Mount Daluos style, my shifu did teach them to me. As such, I cant impart them to outsiders just because I feel like it.”
“Why are you suddenly bringing that up I dont care who you are”
“Because you want to learn martial arts from me, correct”
Tang Ye recoiled very subtly.
“If you just want combat experience, I can give you as much as you like. Thats not what you need right now, though, is it No matter how hard and consistent you run, youll need a decade to catch up to Yi Wangyou. Im not overstating; Im telling you what Ive concluded based on what Ive seen. What you need now is something more direct. You need power that can overwhelm him, correct”
“Why do you want to defeat him so badly Knowing you, one defeat shouldnt have you so discouraged… There may be plenty of fish in the sea, but theres only one Daoist Yuxu.”
Tang Ye began to tremble.
“He is Kunlun Sects senior. More specifically, he holds the same seniority as Yi Wangyous shifu. He surpassed Kunluns swordplay with Weak Water Swordplay and is enough to scare off pugilists in the Western Regions. Hes a fan of travelling and once sojourned Beihais Clear Mirror Palace. I also heard his traces ended several years ago in the north. Coincidentally, it his appearance and disappearance corresponds to the before and after of Shangri-Las massacre.”
“You figured it all out…”
I folded my arms: “Only that much. Dont assume I know everything. Lets hear what it is you desire.”
“He…” Sounding like a hurt beast - though I wasnt sure if it was due to anger or sorrow - Tang Ye continued, “Daoist Yuxu is my fathers friend. He was the one who taught me Yang Blood True Qi.”
“Hes your shifu, then”
“I dont know… I… I saw him go to Shangri-La with my father during the incident, but… his corpse wasnt found among the dead. There are only two explanations I can think of. He was either strong enough to escape or died elsewhere during his escape. Otherwise…”
“Otherwise, he mustve been one of the culprits, and you find the first two hypothesises to be suspending reality.” I ignored Tang Yes ashen face and inferred, “Youve turned him into your imaginary enemy and, therefore, conclude that you cant have your revenge if you cant defeat Yi Wangyou.”
I sighed, believing Tang Yes silence was a tacit nod.
“Youre not wrong when you presume that my tuition combined with your aptitude and diligence would expedite your progress; I dare say you could rival Yi Wangyou within two years and stand with the best in the pugilistic world five years later… But I wont teach you. Mount Daluos styles can only be taught to Mount Daluo disciples. I cant teach you anything more from the syllabus as I have chosen my successor.”
“… Su Xiao” Tang Ye queried with his face scrunched up.
“As sharp as I thought.”
Upset and jealous, Tang Ye questioned, “Why Su Xiao In what capacity does he surpass me”
“He cant match you physically, aptitude, sprit or fight IQ. The only advantage he has over you is his ability to memorise anything he sees once and… well, is more of a lady killer. Im… just not teaching you.”
“Give me a reason… Big Bro!”
I understood the emphasis at the end was Tang Yes way of stressing to me how much he looked up to me.
“I dont teach a man who seeks death.”
Tang Yes legs buckled, dropping him onto his bottom.
“You plan to throw your life away for revenge You plan to live on after you get your revenge If its ano, do you think I should teach you”
“Teaching you would be sending you to your death, brother.”
Daoist Yuxu - He shares the same name as the character from modern wuxia author Liang Yushengs 瀚海雄風 series. Its not a translated series if youre about to ask.-