Chapter 129 of Ten Scenery Satin

After parting ways with Xiang Yang and Ren Jianqing, Wen Yuan wandered around, searching for Zi Yuan, Xiao Murong, and Hua Xuan. He searched the capital city and beyond without success, and had no idea where to go next. Wen Yuan thought, "With Xiao Yin taking care of them, Zi Yuan and my junior sister should be alright. I just hope they haven't encountered any experts from the Imperial Mausoleum Sect. But where should I look for them?"

He was worried about the three women, and since he had no way to start looking, he simply wandered aimlessly, asking around whenever he came to a town. He asked seven or eight people, but none of them had any information. Wen Yuan wasn't discouraged and continued on his way, asking two or three more people, but still no news. As dusk approached and he heard the shouts of waiters coming from the inns along the street, a thought struck him: "Ziyuan doesn't know martial arts, so Xiaoyin and my junior sister certainly wouldn't let her sleep in the wilderness. If they're safe and sound, they might have already found an inn to rest. I might as well inquire from there."

As he was thinking, one foot unconsciously stepped into the inn, and a waiter came up to invite him to sit down.

Wen Yuan was also a little hungry, so he ordered a bowl of noodles. When the waiter brought it over, he asked, "Waiter, may I ask you about a few people? Did three beautiful young ladies come to the shop together today?"

The waiter grinned and said, "We've had quite a few customers today, from morning till night. Let alone three young ladies, we've had thirty." Wen Yuan said, "No, I mean they came together. Hmm, these three young ladies are all very young. One is wearing purple, one is wearing light red, and the youngest is wearing a blue cloth shirt."

He described the colors of Zi Yuan, Xiao Murong, and Hua Xuan's clothes. Suddenly, four pairs of eyes shot over from the next table. They were two young women, one with a surprised expression and the other with an angry look on her face.

The waiter's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "It seems there are some, but none of them are wearing red. There are two wearing green. Young master, why are you asking about these girls for no reason?" Wen Yuan's spirits lifted immediately, overjoyed. He paid little attention to the glances from the two women at the next table, grabbed the waiter's hand, and exclaimed, "Really? Where...where did they go?" The waiter shrugged and said, "They left an hour ago."

Wen Yuan pressed, "Where did they go?" He thought to himself, "Has Xiao Yin changed into green? Hmm, perhaps she disguised herself to avoid the Imperial Mausoleum Sect's pursuers."

The waiter said, "I haven't seen these three girls since they left the shop, so how would I know where they went?" Seeing Wen Yuan's eager expression, he became curious and asked, "Young master, are these three girls your..." "Who are they? Such handsome and well-dressed people are truly rare!" Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback, feeling that answering that all three were his companions was unbelievable. After a moment's thought, he said, "They are my sisters."

He thought, "The saying goes, 'Within the four seas, all are brothers.' Zi Yuan, Xiao Yin, and my junior sister are so close, 'Within the family, all are sisters,' which seems quite reasonable."

The waiter seemed somewhat surprised, looking Wen Yuan up and down, and smiled, "Young master, with such a handsome appearance, it's quite fitting to have such beautiful sisters..." Before he could finish speaking, one of the two girls at the next table, dressed in yellow, suddenly stood up, pointed at Wen Yuan, and cursed, "You lecherous scoundrel! You look respectable on the outside, but how can you speak so shamelessly!"

As soon as the girl uttered those words, many people in the inn turned to look. Another, slightly older girl in blue quickly pulled the woman in yellow back, whispering, "Don't cause trouble." The woman in yellow stamped her foot, angrily saying, "Who's causing trouble? Listen to what this... what this person is saying, it's so filthy."

Wen Yuan was quite taken aback, bowing to the two women and saying, "Miss, what makes you say that? Where did I go wrong in my words and actions? Please enlighten me." The woman in yellow retorted angrily, "Oh, so you can play dumb. You said our..."

…Before she could finish speaking, the girl in blue pulled her hand, signaling her not to say more, and then said to Wen Yuan, “What is your purpose in inquiring about the whereabouts of those three young ladies?” Wen Yuan noticed that although the girl in blue spoke calmly, her expression was quite hostile, and he felt uneasy. However, he still politely bowed and said, “These three are my family members. We got separated on the road, so I am anxious to find them and bring them back.”

The girl in yellow was very impatient. Hearing Wen Yuan’s words, she suddenly stepped forward and shouted, “Sister, don’t listen to his nonsense! I…I don’t care anymore, I must teach him a lesson!” As soon as she finished speaking, the girl moved swiftly and appeared in front of Wen Yuan in a flash. Her left palm protected her body, and her right thumb, index, and middle fingers pressed against Wen Yuan’s “Jianzhen” acupoint.

Her movements were swift and precise, her stance exquisitely beautiful. Seeing her right hand strike and her left hand subtly gathering power, Wen Yuan knew she was preparing a surprise attack. He thought, "This young lady is truly strange. Why did she attack so suddenly?" Unwilling to injure someone without reason, and seeing the girl's remarkable finger technique, he couldn't ignore her. He flipped his left hand, and with a flick of his sleeve, he touched the yellow-clad girl's right wrist. The girl's wrist went numb, her attack stalled. Startled, she quickly brought her three left fingers together and thrust them out like a bird's beak, light and skillful. Though the moves were sequential, they were executed in a seamless, high-level fashion.

Wen Yuan's left sleeve returned to his right, his inner strength surging. The wind from his sleeve immediately neutralized the force of the attack. With his five fingers together, he grasped the girl's pulse point through her sleeve, and smiled slightly. The girl in yellow, her pulse restricted, could no longer muster any internal energy. Her face turned deathly pale, and she cried out in alarm, "What...what are you doing?"

Before Wen Yuan could understand what was happening, the girl in blue suddenly leaped forward, shouting, "Let her go!" Her hands moved in a flurry of thrusts and strikes, her martial arts style mirroring that of the girl in yellow, but her internal energy was far stronger. Wen Yuan noticed her previously composed demeanor had suddenly become alarmed, and that her attacks targeted vital acupoints. He frowned, thinking, "Why are these two girls resorting to desperate moves right from the start?"

Without time to ponder further, he slightly raised his right hand, activating the "Butterfly Dream" technique. His fingers moved like the gentle strumming of a zither, lightly and gracefully deflecting all of the girl in blue's attacks.

The blue-clad girl's attacks were a desperate assault, yet they were easily countered by the opponent with a single hand. Her face drained of color, and she leaped back several steps, stammering, "You...you..."

Wen Yuan released the yellow-clad girl with his left hand, gracefully retreating several feet. He said, "Ladies, have I said something wrong that has angered you both so much? 'People are often unaware of their own faults.' Please enlighten me. If I have indeed acted inappropriately, I will apologize to you. Otherwise, 'knowing one's faults but failing to correct them is cowardice.'"

Now free, the yellow-clad girl immediately leaped back to the blue-clad girl's side, her face still showing signs of shock. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Sister, this lecherous thief is powerful. I'll hold him off. You quickly go find the sect leader to deal with him." The blue-clad girl forced herself to remain calm and said, "No, you go first. I can stall him longer." She seemed not to hear much of what Wen Yuan said.

Wen Yuan was bewildered and said, "I truly had no intention of fighting with you two. If you wish to leave, how could I dare to stop you? This matter must be a misunderstanding."

The girl in yellow angrily retorted, "What misunderstanding? You just said you wanted to take...those...those three girls home. Wasn't that malicious? You lecher! My sisters and I may not be as skilled as you, but with the Yunxiao Sect here, we will not allow you to act so recklessly!"

Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback and said, "Yunxiao Sect?" He secretly pondered, "What kind of sect is that? I don't think I've ever heard of such a sect in the Central Plains martial arts world." The girl in blue's expression changed, and she pulled the girl in yellow towards the shop's exit, shouting, "Stop talking, let's go!" Reaching the door, seeing that Wen Yuan wasn't chasing after them, she was filled with suspicion and uncertainty. Pushing the girl in yellow out of the door, and seeing that Wen Yuan still didn't move, she cautiously retreated step by step, as if she would fight to the death if Wen Yuan stepped forward.

Wen Yuan was pondering the meaning of her words when suddenly it dawned on him: "Ah, that's it! Zi Yuan and the others must have encountered wicked men who lusted after women on the road. Xiao Yin and my junior sister couldn't resist them and were only saved by the help of the 'Yunxiao Sect' members. These two girls must be from the Yunxiao Sect. They must think I also had ulterior motives, which is why they called me a lecher. No one has called me like that since Miss Lan Lingyu." Thinking of this, Wen Yuan suddenly realized something and was overjoyed. He thought, "In that case, these two girls must have seen Zi Yuan and the others, and perhaps they even know their whereabouts."

Seeing the two women about to leave, Wen Yuan quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Ladies, please wait!"

When the two girls in yellow and blue saw him approaching, they immediately gathered their strength in their palms, their faces full of fear, ready to strike with all their might at any moment. Wen Yuan, unwilling to escalate the conflict, simply smiled and said, "This matter is difficult to explain clearly. In short, I have no ulterior motives and am not what you two think. Why don't you two take me to see those three young ladies? They can explain things clearly then."

The two young ladies exchanged glances, hesitant, both thinking, "Could they really know each other? That's strange. I've never heard of them. He hasn't shown his true colors; he probably has other plans. If he comes along, it's a good opportunity. If he's not a villain, that's best. Otherwise, we can have our sect leader punish him. With dozens of fellow disciples, how could he possibly defeat them?"

The two women exchanged a look and nodded. The girl in blue said, "Alright, we'll take you to see those three young ladies. But let me make this clear: if they don't recognize you, we won't hold back." With just the two of them, the phrase "holding back" was obviously inappropriate; it referred to a situation where dozens of Yunxiao Sect members attacked simultaneously, resulting in a numerical advantage. Seeing that the two women remained wary, Wen Yuan didn't mind and smiled, "Alright, that's settled then."

He then took out a few pieces of silver and casually handed them to the waiter, saying, "Let's go!" He was worried about the three women, and now that he knew their whereabouts, he didn't want to waste a single moment.

The two women didn't exchange a word and ran side by side out of the inn, heading towards the edge of town. Wen Yuan had previously fought with the two women and felt that their internal strength was mediocre. Now, seeing their light and swift steps, like birds skimming the ground without any hesitation, their lightness skill far surpassed that of ordinary people with such internal strength. He couldn't help but secretly marvel, "The lightness skill of the Yunxiao Sect is truly unparalleled in the martial arts world." He gathered his true energy and used the "Riding the Wind" movement technique, his body moving like a breeze, seemingly slow but actually swift, following closely behind the two women.

Seeing his incredible lightness skill, as if his feet didn't touch the ground, the two girls were filled with admiration and thought, "This man's martial arts are truly remarkable. With this level of lightness, perhaps only the three senior sisters can compare."

Their wariness of Wen Yuan deepened even further.

The three of them, two in front and one behind, soon arrived at a lush green valley. The two girls quickened their pace and slipped into the woods, with Wen Yuan gracefully following. Upon entering the forest, Wen Yuan saw two women in red sitting on two cypress trees. Seeing Wen Yuan follow them, their faces showed extreme surprise.

Reaching the depths of the forest, the two girls stopped one after the other. The girl in blue looked up and suddenly

let out a few soft "duo duo jia jia" sounds, like birdsong.

Suddenly, birdsong filled the forest—orioles, larks, all kinds, incredibly beautiful—and many birds of all sizes flew into the woods. Upon closer inspection, some were indeed birds, but many were young women, each nimble and agile, perched high on treetops or sitting in the grass beneath. Wen Yuan looked around and saw at least sixty or seventy young women, their colorful attire dazzling. The sudden appearance of so many women surrounding him left Wen Yuan slightly bewildered, wondering, "Could it be that the Cloud Soaring Sect, like the Heroines' Manor, is entirely composed of young women?"

The yellow and blue-clad girls darted into the crowd, bringing out three figures. The blue-clad girl said, "Young master, please look, are these three your sisters?"

Wen Yuan looked and was startled, both surprised and disappointed. The three girls were dressed in purple and green, just as the waiter had described. The purple-clad woman was about twenty years old, rather tall for a woman, with a delicate oval face and deep, still eyes. She wore a purple cloak, adding a touch of mystery to her beauty. The other two girls appeared to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with identical features and pretty faces. Beside the girl in purple, they seemed quite petite, dressed in emerald green. Each wore a round jade pendant on their belt, one on the left and the other on the right.

Such beauty from these three girls was truly rare. However, they were not any of Zi Yuan, Xiao Murong, or Hua Xuan. Wen Yuan was stunned, realizing that the waiter had been referring to these three girls. As for Zi Yuan and the others, he had no idea where they were. Thinking of this, Wen Yuan sighed deeply, almost bursting into tears in his disappointment. As

soon as he sighed, the girl in purple frowned slightly and whispered a few words in the ear of the girl in blue. The girl in blue answered softly. The girl in purple's expression changed slightly, and she gave a soft snort, a hint of annoyance in her voice. The girls in yellow and blue quickly retreated into the group of girls, a gloating expression on their faces.

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