Chapter 1147 - 380: Some Stories Cannot Be Forgotten

The two of them suddenly stared intently at Su Yue in unison, the emotions in their eyes complex, and even a bit sympathetic.

"What are you two looking at? Did my handsome face grow wrinkles?" Su Yue touched his own face.

The two of them looked like zombies, sending chills down his spine.

"Su Yue, don’t just act tough with your mouth. I’m telling you, if you had come back a few days later, your girl would have been stolen by someone else," Bai Xiaolong suddenly said grimly.

"Exactly. When you get dumped, don’t come crying to us to drink your sorrows away. We simply don’t have the time," Meng Yang also looked at Su Yue with sympathy.

"What exactly happened?" Su Yue’s heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Dumped? Did something happen to Mu Cheng? I just gave myself a few days off, how did so many things happen at once?" Su Yue wondered.

"A Prince from Mandie Country came over for an exchange study. His name is Xueyang. He’s two years older than you, but younger than us.

"This guy has a high nose, deep-set eyes, and is incredibly strong while being ridiculously handsome.

"In just a few days, Xueyang challenged all the Fifth-Grade Martial Artists in the Divine Land. Those he challenged included Fifth-Grade instructors, the director of the Investigation and Arrest Bureau, some corporate martial artists, and even the commanders of the Military Department were no match for him.

"The two of us are now preparing to go to Nanwu to accept Xueyang’s challenge.

"This little punk is too arrogant. He constantly spouts nonsense about how lonely it is at the top and how there’s no one in the Divine Land who can put up a fight. It’s simply taking things too far. Today, I’m going to teach him a lesson on how to behave," Bai Xiaolong said, growing angrier as he spoke.

"A Prince? Mandie Country?" Su Yue frowned.

Mandie Country was a small nation, but not in the same sense as Jiangyuan Country. While Mandie Country was small, it was not weak.

This nation was also a strategic partner of the Divine Land. Their country produced a very special type of steel, an essential material used by Divine Land Martial Artists to forge weapons. The two countries had maintained friendly trade relations for years.

Mandie Country was not weak. In fact, it wasn’t all that surprising that a powerful Prince would emerge from their nation.

But defeating all the Fifth-Grade experts in the Divine Land and deliberately provoking them was completely devoid of manners.

"Can Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang handle him? They probably can," Su Yue reasoned internally. Relying on the Mandarin Duck Swordsmanship to farm money and Qi Blood, both of them were already at the late stage of the Fifth Grade. They were on the verge of reaching the peak and pushing for Grandmaster.

"Dealing with a foreigner shouldn’t be a big problem," he continued to ponder. "But if they also lose, is it my turn to step up? I’m only at the Fourth Grade; is it really necessary for me to get involved in Fifth-Grade grudges? Besides, I’m on vacation. I need to be calm and peaceful. No more fighting and killing.

"But why are my hands shaking? No, I can’t have thoughts of fighting. Keep a peaceful state of mind. Amitabha. I must remain peaceful."

"Su Yue, we’re all hot-blooded men of the Divine Land! How can we swallow this insult? If it were you, you wouldn’t have been able to hold back either." Flames seemed to burn in Bai Xiaolong’s pupils.

"No, no, no!

"You guys might not understand me, but lately, I’ve been cultivating my character and seeking inner peace.

"See this? Even my weapon has become refined and gentle." As he spoke, Su Yue unhooked the slender Creation Sword from his back.

"Unless the sky falls, I won’t draw my sword easily again. This is the promise of a top-tier Divine Land Swordsman.

"Bai Xiaolong, you and Meng Yang are too bloodthirsty. Sometimes you need to cool down. Only then can you maintain a peaceful state of mind!" Su Yue gazed intently at the scabbard, going so far as to lecture the two of them.

"I must calm down. I must keep a clear head," he reminded himself.

"Bai Xiaolong, you never get to the point when you speak! What are you rambling about?

"Su Yue, let me warn you. This Prince came to the Divine Land, and he fully intends to take a Divine Land wife back with him.

"And let me tell you, this foreigner is thick-skinned. Unlike us reserved guys in the Divine Land, he is absolutely relentless when chasing girls. He will do whatever it takes. I’ve never seen such a shameless simp in my life!

"And the goddess Xueyang is simping over is none other than your girlfriend, Mu Cheng!" As Meng Yang spoke, the temperature in the surrounding air seemed to plummet.

"Furthermore, Xueyang has a very profound background.

"His Uncle Nine is a Ninth-Grade General from the Divine Land Staff Department, Ban Rongchen, a hero who just returned from Mandie Country. It’s said that he was in the same graduating class as our big brother Zhao Qian’en. His strength is immense, and his background is incredibly deep.

"Whether in terms of status, background, looks, or strength, this Xueyang poses an absolute threat to you.

"And yet, you’re still sitting here acting all Zen!" Meng Yang looked at him with exasperation.

Su Yue’s face gradually darkened.

"Beating up Divine Land Martial Artists is one thing, but you actually dare to harass my girlfriend?" he fumed silently.

"What is Mu Cheng’s attitude toward this?" Su Yue asked, his voice dripping with ice.

"Of course, Mu Cheng loves you. She completely ignores that simp.

"But things are still getting a bit out of hand.

"As you know, Mandie Country is a partner of the Divine Land. Its status goes without saying. And Xueyang’s Uncle Nine has already sought out General Mu Jingliang several times.

"I specifically asked our big brother about this. When Ban Rongchen went to see General Mu Jingliang, he brought a letter from the King of Mandie Country.

"You could even say that pursuing Mu Cheng has become a national policy for the entirety of Mandie Country.

"If you continue to goof off, you really will be in danger!" Meng Yang added.

He really had asked Zhao Qian’en about it. After all, Zhao Qian’en and Ban Rongchen were classmates, so he was privy to a lot of inside information.

"My father-in-law will never agree to it!" Su Yue’s pupils grew colder by the second.

"I know he won’t agree, but what if there’s a ’what if’?

"Even if General Mu Jingliang doesn’t agree and Mu Cheng refuses to give Xueyang the time of day, can you, as Mu Cheng’s boyfriend, really afford not to take a stance?

"It’s so embarrassing! Even I’m ashamed!" Meng Yang grew angrier the more he spoke.

This Xueyang was simply infuriating. During this trip to Nanwu, they definitely had to teach him a proper lesson. No one had the right to steal their brother’s girl.

"To deal with a little beast, why not make him come to West Martial? Why do we have to go to Nanwu!" Su Yue licked his lips. As he spoke, there was a literal chill at the corners of his mouth.

"That’s a long story.

"Back when the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon was activated, the Dao Sect used the Spiritual Qi arranged by Cang Ji to teleport a massive treasure over to Nanwu. It’s called the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.

"Originally, this Evil Spirit Broken Bridge could help low-grade martial artists cultivate, but there has been a lingering problem that they haven’t been able to solve. According to the Dao Sect, Mu Cheng’s sword can solve this issue. Because of this, Mu Cheng has been staying at Nanwu recently.

"And as the ultimate simp, Xueyang decided to live at Nanwu too.

"I heard that General Mu Jingliang also has some business in Nanwu these few days, and Xueyang’s Uncle Nine, Ban Rongchen, is there as well!

"My goal is to defeat this Xueyang right under everyone’s watchful eyes, so he can witness the true power of Divine Land Martial Artists," Meng Yang explained further.

CLANG!

A cold flash of light streaked out, as if the void itself had been sliced open. The murderous aura enveloping their heads was even sharper than the blade.

"Su Yue, why are you drawing your sword? Weren’t you supposed to be all Zen?" Bai Xiaolong took a step back as he asked. He had almost been cut by Su Yue’s blade; this sudden burst of killing intent had come out of nowhere.

"To hell with being peaceful! I just hope the orthopedic surgeons in Mandie Country can save this Prince, because otherwise, the Divine Land is about to have a severe diplomatic incident on its hands."

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ!

As Su Yue spoke, the blade of the Creation Sword hummed and vibrated, resembling a starving silver snake.