Chapter 34: Spring Breeze Brings Life Again
In the morning, the sky was slightly bright.
A swordman in a green robe, with sleepy eyes, entered a tavern.
This swordman in a green robe was around thirty years old, with disheveled hair and a scruffy beard on his chin, looking a bit untidy.
However, his appearance was quite good, even without being tidy, he didn't give off a messy feeling, but rather a decadent charm.
"A broken mirror can't be mended..."
Whispering these words, he entered a tavern.
Since the day they encountered the City Lord's son on the main street in the inner city, their relationship fell apart.
He originally came from another place, but after the incident, he didn't leave Yan City. Instead, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol every day, unknowingly letting time pass by.
"Bring a pot of wine, and a pound of beef..." Jiang Chen said as he reached into his pocket, but then hesitated and changed his request.
"I don't want beef, bring me a pot of wine first."
"But the money for this pot of wine is not enough," said the waiter, shrugging.
"No money?" Jiang Chen rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit confused. Then his gaze fell on the sword at his waist.
"What use is this three-foot green blade for?"
Just as he was about to go to the opposite street to pawn the sword, he saw a figure in the distance, and his drowsy eyes suddenly opened wide.
He saw Qiao Mu carrying a long spear on his back and holding an urn in his hand, heading towards the outskirts of the city.
And it wasn't just him, many pedestrians on both sides of the street were watching this person, occasionally whispering a few words, with expressions of pity and admiration.
"Is this the same Qiao Mu from before? No, this person is obviously a bit older. Could he be his older brother?"
Jiang Chen stopped a few passersby who were discussing and asked them a few questions. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he was no longer sleepy.
"Qiao Mu, is he already dead?"
Although he thanked Qiao Mu that day, due to his extremely bad mood, he only thanked him briefly and quickly left. Unexpectedly, when he heard the news about Qiao Mu again, it was news of his death.
"Is there still justice?" Jiang Chen exclaimed angrily.
"Justice? Don't forget that this Yan City belongs to the Guo family."
"Be careful with your words, don't let others overhear. Don't forget how brave and courageous our friend Qiao Mu was, and now he's dead."
Hearing these discussions, Jiang Chen couldn't help but place his hand on the sword hanging from his waist, feeling a strong sense of injustice in his heart.
"Our former benefactor, Qiao Mu, stood up for me and ended up losing his own life. How can I live a life of compromise..." He pressed his hand against his longsword and walked faster, heading straight for the Lord's Manor.
But when he reached the gate of the Lord's Manor and saw the guards, he hesitated again.
"Sigh." He sighed and ultimately turned away.
In Yan City, during these troubled times, there were many people who felt discontentment in their hearts, but only a few dared to wield their sword and rise up...
On both sides of the street, eyes followed the figure of Qiao Mu, carrying a long spear and holding an urn. He walked out of the city and slowly disappeared into the distance.
....................
Qiao Mu left the city and walked alone along the mountain road.
On the cliff by the road, an old man in gray slowly put on a pair of silver gloves, and looked at him with cold eyes.
The last time they fought was in a deep alley at Qiao Canxue's house. At that time, the old man in gray, with just his palms, gained the upper hand against Qiao Mu's long spear.
And this time...
The old man in gray didn't say much either. His figure flew towards Qiao Mu, and just as he reached the mid-air, he saw Qiao Mu's blood and energy suddenly rise, boiling like hot water.
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method? Is he prepared to die as soon as he makes a move? Both of these brothers are equally fearless."
"But it doesn't mean much. Although the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method is famous, it cannot last long, so there's no need to challenge him directly."
Even a 9th ranked martial artist who used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method would not be able to defeat him.
However, since Qiao Lin has already made up his mind to die, he is likely to only attack and not defend, hoping to cause mutual harm.
Facing a crazy dog, a person can certainly win, but if they get hurt, they would be at a disadvantage.
So, the old man in gray clothes swiftly changed his move and slapped the urn in Qiao Mu's hand.
Since Qiao Lin is so determined, willing to die for his younger brother, naturally, his attack on this urn means...
Clang!
Surprisingly, Qiao Mu showed no intention of protecting the urn, and even swung it forward, aiming at the old man in gray clothes.
The urn cracked with a loud noise, and a cloud of white powder scattered all over the face of the old man in gray clothes. Immediately, a burning sensation overwhelmed his eyes, making it almost impossible to keep them open.
"This... ashes mixed with lime powder? This is your younger brother's urn!" The old man in gray was shocked.
"We brothers fight side by side with one heart. What business do you have interfering?" Qiao Mu shouted loudly, unsheathing a long spear from his back. The tip of the spear emitted a swirling aura, and he took the opportunity to stab the old man in gray with it.
In order to score points in the battle, he naturally went to great lengths.
Besides, it wasn't a bad thing to be able to distinguish between the image of "Qiao Lin" and "Qiao Mu".
........
After a moment.
The old man in gray rubbed his reddened eyes with one hand. At his feet were shattered urns and Qiao Mu's body. He looked down and, filled with hatred, kicked the body off the cliff with one foot.
There was quite a difference in strength between the two sides. He was originally capable of easily defeating him, but he didn't expect Qiao Lin to be so cunning...
"Savage methods, fierce temperament, he could be considered a remarkable person. Too bad he's still a bit weak." The old man in gray muttered to himself, facing the cliff.
"It's your weakness that makes things strange, in this world, fists are everything."
"The Yan City Guo family is a powerful clan, you two brothers are just brave in battle. Killing one small one, then another old one, it's nothing more than that."
"If you don't destroy the roots when cutting the grass, it will grow again with the spring breeze... Now, finally..."
Right at this moment.
A gentle spring breeze blew past.
Suddenly, Qiao Mu's figure appeared on the mountain road.
Every time he died and came back to life, he could choose to revive in a secluded area nearby or at a fixed location.
"Old thief! Do you dare to deceive the Qiao family?" Qiao Mu shouted loudly and charged forward.
His previous body was at the peak of the 9th rank, but because he used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method to kill Military Officer Chu with a spear, his blood and energy declined.
After being reborn and undergoing two years of intense training, he successfully broke through to the 8th rank.
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method！"
At this moment, Qiao Mu was unarmed, but his aura was even stronger than when he held a long spear before!
"There's actually another twin brother coming? Luckily, I acted quickly, otherwise I would have to face both of them at the same time." The gray-clothed old man remained calm, showing no signs of panic.
"Just entering the 8th rank and using the Divine Demon Breakdown Technique? Why are all the Qiao family members so fierce?"
"But it's not a problem, my internal strength is much stronger than his. The Divine Demon Breakdown Technique is not sustainable, so I'll exhaust him."
The gray-clothed old man remained calm. He unleashed his internal strength, swiftly evading with superior agility, not directly confronting Qiao Mu. After some time, Qiao Mu's internal strength was depleted, his body covered in blood, and he was kicked off the cliff by the old man.
"That's all." The gray-clothed old man took a brief rest, slightly panting.
Just at that moment, a gentle breeze brushed past from behind.
The old man in gray clothes looked down at the cliff beneath his feet, then glanced back to see another Qiao Mu behind him, his body stiffening.
Spring has arrived, and fresh new Qiao Mu has grown again.
