Chapter 763

Chapter 763: The Sword Duel Approaches (Thank you to my constellation ally for their donation)

Since Ye Ling had awakened, she seemed to want to make up for the years she had slept by frequently going out to play and shop with Lolan Hill.

The incident at Ye Mansion spread rapidly throughout Luo Capital, and various rumors began to circulate.

After Linghu was rescued and returned, there was no further news about her. The Zongxue Office did not question Lolan Hill either, leading some people to speculate.

“I think that girl is probably a member of the royal family. Otherwise, why would the usually domineering Zongxue Office be so quiet? Although Linghu isn’t the head of the Zongxue Office, she is still a well-known royal descendant with a bright future ahead.”

“If that girl really had no background, she would have been arrested immediately for investigation. You must know that this is Luo Capital, the first city in the world, under the foot of Lord Red Phoenix. Who would dare cause trouble?”

“That makes sense. Thinking about it, it’s indeed true,” many people around agreed.

“Huh, don’t look at who it is. We’ve lived here in Luo Capital for decades; we know all the ins and outs.”

“Then tell us, what exactly is the background of this young lady?” they asked curiously.

“Well, I can’t say for sure, but I can guess. The most likely scenario is that this young miss is a descendant of a royal family member who has been living in seclusion.”

“That’s not entirely incorrect, but it feels like something’s missing,” the crowd found it lacking excitement.

“Cough, perhaps she’s the illegitimate child of a prince or someone higher up,” he lowered his voice.

“What else?” they pressed on.

“Or maybe, this isn’t her real name. She’s using a pseudonym, but because of her special status, the Zongxue Office turns a blind eye.”

“That’s intriguing. Then where does she come from originally?”

In the teahouse, people were bustling with speculation. On the second floor, two people sat quietly, eating light meals.

“It seems we missed quite a show, Senior Brother,” said a woman in simple attire to the person beside her.

“Then we missed it,” replied her senior brother, wearing plain clothes with a straw cloak, resembling a fisherman on a river.

“But Senior Brother, aren’t you supposed to be very capable? How could you not predict such things?” she complained, eating white jade tofu, feeling a bit regretful.

“If we tried to calculate everything, life would be exhausting. I want to live a few more years,” he said, though his face looked like a scholar, his movements were swift as he picked up food with chopsticks, clashing with hers under the table.

After several rounds, the dishes were quickly cleared. They then took a short rest after lunch.

“This upcoming Crimson Tower Sword Duel, do you really have confidence, Senior Sister?” she asked worriedly as the time drew near.

“No,” he answered directly.

“You…” she wanted to say something but couldn’t find the right words.

“How can you remain so calm when we don’t even have money to return home?” she continued.

“Why use money? We can just find some bamboo to make a raft and float downstream,” he replied.

“But, Senior Brother, unlike you, I can only sit on a boat like a useless person. I’d rather sleep in bed.”

“Indeed, you are useless, Senior Sister. I, as your Senior Brother, will have to try my best to help you,” he nodded in agreement.

“Mmm, if Master were alive, he would surely open his eyes and see how cold-hearted you are, not caring about me at all,” she pretended to pray.

“Master won’t listen to you. I burn three times as much paper to him every year. Given his greedy nature, he’ll definitely side with me,” said her senior brother calmly.

“Damn it, you actually secretly burn paper for that old man behind my back.”

“Oh, is that still a secret? Isn’t it because you buy too much makeup and lipstick, leaving no money for burning paper?” he looked surprised.

“I’ve always been considerate of your self-esteem, afraid you’d be hurt, so I didn’t tell you. Actually, whenever I burn paper, Uncle Wang from the neighboring village is watching, and it’s always done openly.”

“Poor Master, after working hard all his life, he wanted to build a good grave but couldn’t afford it. So before he passed away, he wished for us to come to Luo Capital for a chance, saying we should return home and fix his grave once we earn money.”

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have eaten and lived in the mountains so happily. Why would I run so far with Senior Sister? I really misunderstood you, Senior Brother.”

“Uh, that does sound reasonable,” she struggled to keep up with her senior brother’s pace.

“Exactly, Senior Sister, you should resent Master for not leaving any private savings and thank me for supporting you along the way,” he said sternly.

“Something feels off,” she felt the current situation wasn’t as she expected.

“Alright, given your intelligence, it’s hard for me to explain the details. Now, we should settle the bill and leave. That waiter has already glanced at us three times. If he comes over to talk to us, our dignity will be compromised, which doesn’t fit the Yunhe Gate’s high standards.”

“Okay, let’s go,” they finally settled the bill and left before the waiter lost patience.

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The mysterious story of the young lady from the Ye Mansion continued to spread throughout Luo Capital for days, but due to the silence from the Zongxue Office, everyone’s attention was eventually drawn to another major event.

That was the Crimson Tower Sword Duel, officially called ‘You City Crimson Tower Sword Duel.’

This event originated from the ancient Seven Sword Sects, who periodically exchanged sword techniques. Each sect sent disciples to compete in the Crimson Tower, with the winner advancing to the next level.

The tower was seven stories tall, each level divided into several rooms, with multiple entrances. Upon entering, pairs would meet in a room, and the victor would ascend to the next level.

Through this process, the strongest fighter would emerge and claim the purple tassel hanging at the top of the tower.

This purple tassel symbolized great honor and fame, often worn on the sword hilt as decoration.

Due to its high value and the growing strength of the sword sects, it attracted more and more spectators each year, and other organizations joined in.

Gradually, the Crimson Tower Sword Duel evolved into a grand tournament to determine the world’s best swordsman, now held by Mirror Lake in Luo Capital.

Today’s chapter ends here.