Song of Adolescence

Chapter 252 One Spear Like the Clouds

Wuxin stood at the city gates of Snow Moon City, looking up at the imposing Tower of Ascension. There was a young man squatting outside the Tower eating steamed buns. Wuxin smiled, thinking of how heroic Lei Wujie must have looked when he climbed to the top of the Tower with his sword.

If he tried it himself now, he should be able to reach the top of the Tower easily. Besides the fact that Tang Lian wasn’t around at the moment, even if he was, he wasn’t a match for Wuxin right now. Nor would the Lei Yunhe who had lost his martial arts have been his match. Although, after he reached the top of the Tower, would he be able to progress further?

Wuxin was murmuring his thoughts to himself as he carried Li Hanyi in his arms. Actually, Li Hanyi had held up most of the way but right before they reached Snow Moon City, she finally fainted from exhaustion. Wuxin knew that Li Hanyi’s identity as a woman was not something she wanted revealed to the entire Snow Moon City, so he tore off a piece of his clothing and used it to veil her stunning face.

"Monk, who let you back?" An unceremonious voice sounded. Wuxin raised his head and saw Sikong Changfeng standing not far away, his spear in his hand. He seemed to have just woken up. His long hair fluttered in the wind, unkempt and untidy.

"Spear Immortal Sikong, it\'s been a long time." Wuxin bowed slightly.

"I asked you a question," Sikong Changfeng bit off each word clearly.

Wuxin sighed. "Nobody let anyone back. I came back by myself."

"Have you forgotten our agreement?" Sikong Changfeng frowned.

"I dare not, but Spear Immortal told me to go back to Outerheaven that day, and I did indeed go back. But, we didn’t have any agreement about when I could return to Beili? Since there was no agreement, of course I can come back anytime," Wuxin responded flippantly. "Is there a problem?"

Sikong Changfeng smirked and said, "The monk is very eloquent, but I wonder if your martial arts have improved as much as your vocal arts." As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng jumped off the city wall. He spun a spear flower with his spear, pointed it at Wuxin and attacked.

Wuxin withdrew hurriedly and as soon as he released his arms, Li Hanyi fell towards the ground.

Sikong Changfeng\'s spear stabbed downwards, then he lifted it again, and he’d already snatched Li Hanyi to his side. He held Li Hanyi in his left arm and used his fingers to gently probe Li Hanyi’s pulse at her neck. "Hanyi, how did you suffer such severe internal injuries? Who did this?"

Wuxin hurriedly clasped his palms together. "Buddha’s blessings. It really wasn’t me."

Sikong Changfeng flung Li Hanyi backwards. Yin Luoxia, who had already appeared without notice, caught Li Hanyi and immediately retreated. Sikong Changfeng completely ignored Wuxin’s defense and wielded his spear.

The wind stopped.

Wuxin could feel all of the surrounding air had solidified. All movements slowed down to the point where even the dust that was floating in the air was clearly visible.

A moment passed.

The wind surged!

A long spear broke through the wind, its shaft a gleaming jet-black, its power akin to a jiao-dragon.

Wuxin clasped his palms together and raised his Inner Bell of Great Wisdom.

It was shattered by a single spear.

Wuxin retreated hastily, exerting his Divine Step, fortune’s figure, to move as one desired. Thanks to his retreat, he managed to dodge the spear.

But he heard the wind surging again!

Sikong Changfeng\'s speed was not slower than the Divine Step and his spear was even faster. Wuxin could no longer retreat and he decided to meet the spear head-on. He flipped his long sleeves and between his sleeves, a silver light flashed brightly. This was the martial arts used by Ye Dingzhi in the past, Without Law Without Form.

"You have quite a few tricks." Sikong Changfeng smirked. "Unfortunately, they can all be broken with one strike. Break!"

The wind surged again, and the dust danced wildly.

Wuxin dropped his sleeves and stood still.

A spear was pointed right at his throat.

Wuxin was able to hold his own against the Wrath Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian for a long time, but he was defeated by Sikong Changfeng within three spear moves. Sikong Changfeng’s eyes flashed with a look of acknowledgement. "You’ve entered the Unfettered Heavenly Realm? To be able to enter the Unfettered Heavenly Realm at such a young age, that old monk Wangyou was right about you."

"What’s so great about entering the Unfettered Heavenly Realm? When compared to Senior Spear Immortal, I’ve just made a fool of myself." Wuxin sighed. "But, my conscience is clear before Heaven and Earth, and Buddha’s blessings. Senior Li Hanyi’s injuries were really not caused by me."

"No kidding. Do you have that ability?" Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows.

"Then, why did Senior attack me?" Wuxin looked innocent.

"Although she entered the sect earlier and insisted she was my shijie, Baili and I have always treated her as our shimei. After taking care of such a radiant and beautiful shimei for more than ten years, seeing you, a little monk, carry her, I just got angry." Sikong Changfeng rapped Wuxin\'s shoulder with his spear. "If Zhao Yuzhen had come, he’d also get a beating."

Wuxin laughed bitterly. "This little monk was also not willing, ah. I’m a monk, after all."

"Talk, then. Who caused her injuries?" Sikong Changfeng retracted his spear. "Xie Xuan already explained earlier that Hanyi suffered qi deviation because of Zhao Yuzhen\'s death, and he’d gone to help me look for her. Why are you the one here? Where’s Xie Xuan?"

"At the time, Senior Hanyi and Senior Lei Hong were being hunted by the Hidden River’s Kui and thirty-two Spider Shadows. Because the two of them already had brushes with each other, their injuries were not light. Senior Hanyi was also inadvertently poisoned because she’d lost her mind. By the time Senior Confucian Sword Immortal arrived, the Hidden River had almost succeeded. In the end, he helped to treat Senior Hanyi’s injuries with his internal energy while Senior Lei Hong fought alone against the thirty-two Spider Shadows. Although his swordsmanship was exceptional, he couldn’t hold up against the enemies. Finally, he detonated the explosives in his Murderous Dread sword and barely managed to defeat them. But, after doing that, he was seriously injured and could no longer move. Kui, however, still had one final move!" Wuxin stopped suddenly.

Sikong Changfeng frowned slightly. "What happened next?"

Wuxin was very satisfied with Sikong Changfeng’s follow through. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were full of arrogance. "Next, it was this little monk’s turn to arrive on stage at the nick of time. I raised the Inner Bell to block Kui’s sword, and used the Without Law Without Form skill to smack him back. Then, using my Buddhist qi, I broke the Severed Space Array. A huge defeat for the Hidden River!"

Sikong Changfeng looked a little embarrassed, so he cleared his throat. "That’s really amazing."

"I dare not, I dare not." Wuxin flapped his hand pretentiously. "If Senior Spear Immortal had been there, you would naturally be even more impressive."

"You’re a guest from afar, though I don’t know why you’re here. But since you went to look for Hanyi, it must be about your father. Come with me into the city." Sikong Changfeng couldn\'t be bothered to continue with the monk’s nonsense. He turned around and walked into the city. Wuxin also didn’t refuse. He gathered his sleeves and followed after him.

Suddenly, the sound of a horse’s neighing came from nearby.

"Citymaster Sikong, please wait." A respectful voice followed.

Sikong Changfeng and Wuxin turned around at the same time, only to see a man wearing a hat and riding atop a black horse coming towards them. On his hat was written a character in straight and blocky strokes, “Bai”[1].

This person\'s martial arts was probably not very high.

But his lightness skill was definitely excellent.

He held a scroll in his hand, a golden coloured scroll.

"Bai Xiao Hall of the martial world?" Wuxin murmured.

Sikong Changfeng only had eyes for the scroll.

The martial world’s disputes resolved, the Golden Lists decided martial fame.[2]