The Land Is So Beautiful Chapter Eleven

Lu Wei's house was truly a wonderful place to stay. Separated from Nanhao Street only by Nan Yuanzi's courtyard, it was incredibly convenient for accessing the street and the temple, yet it lacked the bustling noise of Nan Yuanzi's place, being much quieter. Over the next two days, I thoroughly enjoyed the food, and the Linglong sisters, after savoring Nan Yuanzi's meticulously prepared three dishes, also began to become gourmets.

The old doctor's prescription was very effective; Yuling's illness was mostly cured, but because of her weakness, I didn't allow her to move around freely. With nothing else to do, Yulong pestered me to teach her martial arts. "

Brother, why is your move 'Clouds Break, Moon Appears, Flowers Play with Shadows' so powerful? My internal strength is weaker than yours, but not by this much!"

Yulong was puzzled. One's internal strength cultivation is difficult to achieve through shortcuts. A good internal energy cultivation method combined with a quick mind might lead to faster progress, but that's all. Without arduous, accumulated training, achieving high-level internal strength is a pipe dream. While century-old ginseng and thousand-year-old lingzhi can strengthen the body and replenish yin and yang, they cannot increase internal strength by even a fraction.

For martial artists, thirty years old is a watershed moment. The vast majority of people's internal strength cultivation stagnates at this age because the body begins to age, and the level of one's internal strength becomes apparent at this point. A very few geniuses, relying on superior innate talent and profound internal strength techniques, can advance for several more years, and it is during these years that they become first-rate masters. After that, what becomes more important for a martial artist is exquisite martial arts techniques and rich combat experience; the purpose of cultivating internal strength is merely to maintain it at a certain level. After sixty years old, internal strength declines rapidly. Therefore, in Bai Xiaosheng's list of famous martial arts figures, martial arts seniors over sixty-five are extremely rare, and most of them are nuns who have retained their virginity.

Girls develop earlier, giving them a significant advantage in the early stages of internal strength cultivation. Wei Rou, the "Immortal," ranked among the top ten martial arts masters in her prime—a glory never before bestowed upon a man. Linglong is only seventeen, and her internal strength is considerable, but her combat experience is far too lacking.

I also have no martial arts experience; capturing Yang Wei was my first formal encounter with a martial artist, but I have a good master.

I don't want to deny that I'm a genius, because my master often says, "Adong, you're a genius; you even cultivate internal strength faster than others." However, what my master says are all profound truths; you must listen carefully.

Yulong, the Spring Water Sword Technique is a good sword technique; every move has been refined through countless trials by our ancestors. But which move to use in a real battle, and how to use it, is a profound art.

Yu Ling, half-reclining on the recliner, whispered to Xiao Xiao with a smile, "Sister Xiao Xiao, it's rare to see brother so serious."

"Hooks have the wonderful use of locking weapons, especially when used in combination, their power is even greater. However, using two hooks can easily injure oneself, and the moves inevitably become sluggish. To deal with it, one must utilize the sword's agility. 'Clouds Break, Moon Appears, Flowers Play with Shadows' is the most agile and graceful move in the Spring Water Swordplay. Using it against the enemy is precisely using my strength to attack the enemy's weakness."

Yu Long seemed to understand something, nodding repeatedly. I continued, "However, girls are naturally weak, so when facing a tough opponent like Wu Chengban, you can't fight to the death. At this time, you need to pay attention to the timing of your moves."

I picked up a piece of wood and stood about a foot in front of Yu Long. "Yu Long, can you pierce this wood?" Yu Long shook her head; it was too close. I stepped back three feet. Now? Yu Long raised her hand and swung her sword, which pierced the entire piece of wood in an instant, startling me. I hadn't expected that the sword in her hand, which looked unremarkable, was such a sharp weapon.

“This is the Spring Water Sword, the treasure of the Spring Water Sword Sect,” Yu Long explained, noticing my confusion.

I suddenly understood and took two feet back. This time, Linglong took a step forward, barely managing to pierce the wood.

“Do you understand now?” I tossed the wood aside. “Every weapon and every move has its attack range. Beyond that range, it has little effect on the enemy. The saying ‘a spent crossbow cannot pierce white silk’ illustrates this principle. Attacking when the opponent’s moves are exhausted means you won’t suffer even if your internal strength is weaker.”

“To wait for the opponent’s moves to exhaust themselves, you need to maintain a certain distance. But the attack ranges of a sword and a hook are almost the same. The hook doesn’t threaten me, but my sword has also lost its power!” Yu Long seemed to grasp the point, but she still didn’t understand the crucial details.

Hearing Yu Long’s question, I knew she truly had some talent in martial arts. "Yulong, you've hit the nail on the head. This is a significant difference between a master and a novice. To maximize the attack range of each move, you need to coordinate your body movements and footwork. If you can also maintain the continuity of your moves, then the throne of a master is beckoning to you."

I couldn't help but think of my master. Although I am a genius, without my master's strict training and patient guidance, I might be complacent about realizing my childhood dream, planning to open a private school or become a tutor to bring honor to my ancestors.

I instructed Yulong, and she improved rapidly. At first, her sword could never touch mine. I deliberately slowed down, and she was able to block my sword in one out of seven or eight moves. Later, she could block one out of five moves and occasionally even counterattacked. Finally, she struck my sword with her own, and with a clang, my sword broke in two.

Yu Long's move perfectly seized the opportune moment of "attacking the enemy midway while they cross the river," and I couldn't help but praise her. Yu Long, however, ran over apologetically, "Brother, I forgot the Spring Water Sword is a precious sword."

"Yu Long, it's not my fault," I said. I knew the sword had most likely sustained internal damage during its fight with Qian Jiang. Qian Jiang seemed to have no internal energy training, but possessed only brute strength. The Tiger-Splitting Fork was a heavy weapon, and the sword itself wasn't made of pure steel, so its quality was probably already compromised. The Spring Water Sword, being a precious sword, couldn't withstand its impact.

"Come with me to buy a sword!"

Yu Long exclaimed happily, while Yu Ling looked on with envy. I instructed Xiao Xiao to take care of Yu Ling, and Yu Ling told me to hurry back so she wouldn't worry.

Suzhou has always been a strategically important location, and there's a strong tradition of collecting weapons among the people. To say nothing of distant times, when our founding emperor established the dynasty, his greatest rival, King Wu Zhang Shicheng, used Suzhou as his base. After Zhang Shicheng's defeat, many powerful weapons were scattered among the people. The Broken Moon Blade at my waist was purchased by my master from the people of Suzhou; it was said to have been the personal sword of Zhang Shicheng's younger brother, Zhang Shixin. I also wanted to try my luck and see if I could find a suitable weapon.

Most of the weapon shops in Suzhou were concentrated in Taijian Lane behind Xuanmiao Temple. I went to several shops but didn't see any good swords. However, I found some excellent deerskin gloves in one shop. It's common for martial artists to travel in barren lands, and with deerskin gloves, they wouldn't be afraid of snake and mosquito bites. These things are very common in the north, but they become rare items in Jiangnan. Six pairs of gloves cost a hundred taels of silver, and Yulong only managed to buy them after haggling for a long time with her sharp tongue, leaving the shopkeeper looking like he was bleeding money.

Yulong eagerly put on the gloves, looking them over from left to right. "Brother, you don't know, my sister and I have wanted to buy a pair for a long time, but we just haven't found any." She chuckled, "But even

if we had, we couldn't afford them back then." I responded, but my attention was drawn to the clanging sound coming from a shop ahead. Actually, the sounds of forging weapons in the alley were constant, but I hadn't paid much attention. However, the rhythm of the sounds from this shop was unusually distinct. I seemed to see a burly man standing in front of me, hammering a red-hot weapon, and I stopped listening. After listening for a while, the rhythm remained unchanged between dozens of hammer blows. My curiosity was piqued, and I stepped into the shop.

The shop was large, filled with gleaming swords, spears, and halberds. However, my gaze still fell on the burly man in the corner. He was intently hammering a thick iron chain, the red-hot furnace illuminating his bare upper body, making his bulging muscles appear exceptionally strong.

Yu Long spat and turned her head away. A short, stout man appeared beside her, seemingly the shop owner. He smiled amiably and said, "Young master, are you looking to buy a weapon?" He handed her a sword. "Our shop offers top-quality goods at fair prices. Look at this sword, young master, what excellent craftsmanship! It

's only twenty taels of silver." I took it and examined it. The blade was slender and ornately decorated; it was clearly a scholar's sword. I watched as the burly man threw the iron chain into the water vat. After a puff of smoke, the gleaming black chain was finished. I then forcefully slashed the chain with my sword. With a clang, the sword broke in two.

The shop owner cried out, looking both pained and embarrassed; the man was also stunned. I told him to bring another sword, gave him a wink, and Yu Long pouted, reluctantly handing the shop owner twenty taels of silver.

The shopkeeper's face immediately lit up with a smile, exclaiming, "I never would have guessed! This young master, so refined, is so strong!" He ordered his waiter, "Bring a few pine-patterned swords."

"Wait!" The man, gazing at the broken sword, slowly said, "The pine-patterned swords aren't heavy enough. Bring that dragon-patterned sword." The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then quickly changed his mind and told his waiter to fetch the dragon-patterned sword.

Judging from the way the waiter lifted the sword, I knew this simply decorated sword was quite heavy. But when I held it in my hands, I was still surprised—this sword was more than twice as heavy as the one I had used before!

What material was it made of that heavy! I eagerly pressed the trigger, and with a clang, the sword shot out half a foot, a chilling aura emanating from it.

A fine sword! A thought flashed through my mind. I gripped the sharkskin-wrapped hilt and slowly drew the sword. The sword was entirely dark blue, faintly gleaming with a subtle sheen. It was covered with tiny, uniform, closely spaced circular patterns, resembling snake scales. The sword's spine was high, unusually etched with a blood-red ridge. The spine extended perfectly to the two edges, each as thin as a cicada's wing, one side a sword blade, the other a saber blade.

"The hilt is five inches long, the blade two and a half feet long, the sword weighs seven pounds and three ounces, the scabbard weighs eight ounces. One blade, one saber, this is called a sword and a saber." The burly man's eyes were filled with emotion; clearly, this sword and saber were his prized creations.

I was overjoyed. My master's martial arts were primarily saber techniques, but now that I was a member of the Spring Water Sword Sect, I had to abandon the saber and use a sword. With this sword and saber, I could choose whether to use a sword or a saber as I pleased.

"Three feet of water in the scabbard of my predecessors, once used to slay the dragon prince in Wu Pool," I recited, the dragon-patterned sword already striking the iron chain. Sparks flew, the sword remained undamaged, and the chain showed no damage.

Truly a fine sword! Does this sword have a name?

The burly man, wearing a coarse linen jacket, chuckled, "I'm a rough fellow, I can't think of a good name. Those few lines were just a sword-forging mantra my father taught me. Please, young master, name it for me."

Li Changji's poem flashed through my mind again. "How about 'Dragon-Slaying Blade'?"

The burly man clapped his hands and laughed, "As you wish, young master! This sword has found its master today. If you like it, eight hundred taels of silver is the price." He seemed rather reluctant to part with it.

It turned out this man was the shop owner. Yulong, seeing my expression, knew what I was thinking. She counted out eight hundred taels of silver for the man, picked out a fine bronze sword chain, and carefully fastened the sword to my waist.

I cupped my hands in greeting, "May I ask your name, sir?"

The burly man smiled, "My name is He Dingqian

. My family has been blacksmiths for generations. I dare not boast about anything else, but when it comes to forging iron weapons, I am absolutely uncompromising. If you require anything, young master, I will certainly do my best to provide it." I glanced at the iron chain. It had withstood the blow from the Dragon-Slaying Blade without a scratch, indicating that He Dingqian had put considerable care into its forging .

He Dingqian noticed my gaze and laughed, "This is a chain that a jewelry store needs to lock their vault. It concerns their lives and fortunes, so how could I, Old He, dare to be careless!"

Just then, two men entered the shop. He Dingqian laughed, "Speak of the devil, and he appears! He's right on time." He stepped forward to greet them.

One of the men, who looked like an accountant, cupped his hands in greeting, "Master He, is the chain we commissioned ready?"

He Dingqian pointed to the chain on the iron table. The burly man behind the accountant didn't reply. Suddenly, he pulled an axe from his waist and chopped at the iron chain with all his might. After a clang, the chain was unharmed, but the axe's blade was dulled.

The accountant's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Excellent! Master He truly deserves to be called a master craftsman of Jiangdong!" The burly man stepped forward and touched the chain, his face also full of excitement. "Good heavens, not even a chip! Perfect for locking the gate of our Jiyuezhai." He then ran to the weapon rack, looking it over from left to right, and shouted, "Mr. Li, the weapons here are excellent too. Let's buy some to take home; the old ones aren't quite right." As he spoke, he waved the dulled axe in front of Mr. Li.

Jiyuezhai? A thought struck me. The jewelry store that competed with Baodaxiang was called Jiyuezhai. Could it be them? However, Miss Yin once said that Jiyuezhai only had three stores in Yingtian, Hangzhou and Yangzhou, and no branch in Suzhou. Could it be that Jiyuezhai's business has expanded so quickly?

"Jiyuezhai? I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before?" I deliberately frowned and said to Yulong, as if I was troubled by not being able to remember what Jiyuezhai did.

Mr. Li glanced at me and Yulong, who were dressed smartly, and noticed the expensive necklace around Yulong's neck. He immediately smiled and said, "Our business deals in jewelry. Have you heard of us, sir?"

I suddenly realized and said, "Oh, Jiyuezhai. I remember now, your esteemed establishment sent me an invitation when it opened, but I was away studying and unable to attend."

Mr. Li's expression immediately changed. The invitations sent to Jiyuezhai's opening were all for powerful officials and wealthy merchants. If this young man had received an invitation, he must be extremely rich and powerful. So he respectfully asked, "May I ask your esteemed name, sir?"

My surname is Wang, Wang Dong.

Mr. Li's face immediately lit up with joy. "Could you be the young master Wang from Shen Garden in Yangzhou?"

"That is indeed me." I sighed inwardly. Jiyuezhai had managed to put Bao Daxiang in such a sorry state; they certainly had some skill. My master and I spent over a million taels of silver at Bao Da Xiang, so it's no surprise they have my information. But at Ji Yue Zhai, I didn't spend a single penny, yet this man who looks like an accountant can recognize my background just by hearing my name—he clearly has a keen understanding of potential clients.

Yu Long stuck out her tongue. Bao Da Xiang knows my senior brother, and this man at Ji Yue Zhai also knows him; my senior brother is truly famous.

Mr. Li stepped forward, cupped his hands, and smiled, "Our Yangzhou branch has been eagerly awaiting your arrival for over four months, but we haven't seen you. It is my good fortune to finally meet you." He bowed deeply. "My name is Li Kuanren. Thanks to the patronage of our branch's manager, Mr. Song, I've come to Suzhou to establish a branch, which will open on the 28th of this month. If you have the time, please do me the honor of joining us."

"Then it'll be opening in about ten days. Congratulations!" I replied casually, though inwardly I was calculating. My original plan was to make a trip to Taihu Lake to feign a pursuit of Hua Xiangrong before returning to Tianfu. My intention was twofold: to visit my parents and to pay a visit to Madam Yu, the mother of the Linglong sisters, to finalize my marriage with Linglong. Afterwards, I planned to return to Hangzhou to investigate whether the girl traveling with Qi Xiaotian was indeed Wei Rou of Yinhu, and also to inquire about Jiyuezhai for Miss Yin. However, the unexpected attack in Suzhou changed my plans. The lack of leads on the culprit from Lu Wei is causing me considerable anxiety; I even considered waiting in Suzhou for the enemy's second attack. However, since Jiyuezhai is a new store opening, the owner and other important figures will undoubtedly be attending. This is a golden opportunity to learn about Jiyuezhai, and I don't want the culprits to ruin things. Therefore, leaving Suzhou these next few days to divert the enemy's attention elsewhere is the sensible course of action.

"I haven't had any major business recently. I will certainly pay a visit to your esteemed establishment for its new opening, as a way of making up for my previous rudeness."

Mr. Li was overjoyed. "Young master, you flatter me. My establishment

will be waiting for your presence." He didn't have an invitation with him, and fearing his servants wouldn't recognize me, he gave me a business card as a substitute. Back at Lu Wei's house, Lu Wei was already waiting for me. Judging from his expression, I knew the case hadn't made any progress.

"These past two days, my brothers have searched every inn and dock along the land and water routes, but there's not a trace of Wu Chengban and Qian Jiang. How did those two get into Suzhou? Are they ghosts?"

I sighed. "Brother, like Linglong, they infiltrated in disguise. It won't be easy to investigate." The Linglong sisters left Hangzhou in disguise, only revealing their true identities in Suzhou. Because Yuling was ill, they didn't leave the inn at all, so they couldn't have been followed. Clearly, the thieves had been watching me in Hangzhou, following me and Xiao Xiao all the way to Suzhou. But there were at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, martial arts figures in Hangzhou at the time; searching would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

“Once Yuling recovers, we’ll leave Suzhou and return to our sect’s headquarters in Yingtianfu. If it’s convenient for you

, brother, send someone capable to follow us and see if any thieves are tailing us.” “Luring the snake out of its hole? Good!” Lu Wei laughed. “I also want to stretch my muscles, so I’ll go with you.”

Lu Wei left, and Yulong pulled Xiao Xiao to the courtyard to practice her sword. Yuling reclined on the couch, smiling sweetly at me.

I sat beside her and gently stroked her delicate hand. Yuling glared at me but didn’t pull her hand away, asking softly, “Brother, are we really going back to the headquarters?”

I laughed. Could I lie to Brother Lu?! Yuling’s face lit up with joy, her eyes lowered, “Then, when I see my mother…”

“Naturally, I’ll have her confirm that I’m a disciple of the Spring Water Sword Sect.” I knew Yuling didn’t really want to know that, but I wanted to tease her.

“Then… what else?” Yuling’s hopeful face filled me with tenderness. I pulled her close, and she glanced instinctively out the window. Yu Long and Xiao Xiao were engrossed in practicing their swordsmanship. She relaxed, her starry eyes closed, and she softly collapsed into my arms.

Seeing Yu Ling's beautiful face before me, my lust surged, and I couldn't resist leaning down to capture her bright red lips with mine.

Yu Ling let out a soft moan, her body tensing instantly, even her breathing stopping. I gently kissed her soft, dry lips a few times, and she seemed to come back to life, her body trembling slightly, her breath coming in rapid gasps. "And," my hand slid across her jade-like neck, "and also, the wet nurse has to be willing to let Yu Long become her concubine, because I already have a wife at home."

"A concubine… fine, a concubine then," Yu Ling said softly, her eyes slightly open. It seemed Xiao Xiao's words had already prepared her and her sister. She leaned closer to me, pulling my hand to her chest, where her heart pounded wildly beneath the delicate mounds. "As long as brother treats me and my sister well," Yu Ling murmured, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

I hadn't expected Yu Ling, so dignified in public, to be so alluring in private. As I kneaded her breasts back and forth, left and right, the mounds shifted shape, becoming increasingly firm.

Meanwhile, in a secluded house in Yingtian Prefecture, five masked men sat. All five wore the same baggy blue robes, obscuring their individual builds; their hands were tucked into their sleeves, seemingly concealing something; their masks were identical, except the one in the main seat had an extra black gemstone between its brows, resembling Erlang Shen's third eye.

"It's been two days, still no news from Suzhou, and the Tiger Killing Group hasn't returned to their designated location. It seems the operation has failed," said a short man at the head of the table, his mouth seemingly stuffed with cotton, making his voice sound as if it came from a great distance.

"I doubt it. Could Linglong Shuangyu and Wang Dong's martial arts be that strong? The Tiger Killing Group is only slightly weaker than the Hidden Dragon Group and Eagle Strike Group; they shouldn't have any trouble dealing with the three disciples of the Spring Water Sword Sect. Could it be that Lu Wei discovered something that made the Tiger Killing Group hesitant, thus delaying their operation?" the tall man opposite the shorter one asked doubtfully, his voice identical to the one from before.

"Then they should send a message back!" the shorter man said.

"Suzhou is now like an impregnable fortress under Lu Wei's control. The influence of the major sects has been basically wiped out. Informants dare not act rashly, fearing exposure. Especially these past two days, the atmosphere has been unusual; the post stations and docks are filled with constables and yamen runners. Even if the Tiger Killing Group wanted to contact them, they would have to consider the consequences." The tall man finished speaking, then turned to the person sitting in the main seat and said, "Sect Master, I think we should change our current communication methods to avoid similar situations."

“I have my own plan,” said the man called the sect leader. He pondered for a moment, “The Tiger Killing Group is in grave danger. However, even if the Tiger Killing Group is completely wiped out, our sect’s resolve will not waver. Moreover, judging from the current situation in Yingtian Prefecture, our opponents, including Lu Wei, have not found any clues. The Flying Swallow Group will immediately split into two groups, one in Wuxi and the other in Changzhou, to monitor the official road from Suzhou to Yingtian. If they discover any trace of the Twin Jades of Linglong, they should not alert them but report immediately. We will wait one more day. At dawn the day after tomorrow, we will begin to execute the ‘Clear the Grass Plan’!”

With these cold words, a cold gaze shot out from behind a mask, and for a moment, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

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