seattlejaycees Chapter 586 - 580: Got You!
Chapter 586 - 580: Got You!
The eyes of the crowd instantly focused on the newcomer.
Red eyes, very characteristic of Cangming Star.
Long purple hair, each strand gleaming like jade, exceptionally smooth, just...
Very sleek.
This person...
Is different from the rest!
You can tell just by their looks.
Their appearance is so strikingly beautiful it borders on the otherworldly, complemented by a tall stature, exuding heroic elegance.
"It really is the [Sword Master]!"
"Really? Maybe just someone that looks similar..."
"Are you out of your mind? Wan Haihao and Zhu Hanyi both acknowledged it, who are you to doubt?"
"Exactly! Even if you don’t trust the [Swordsmanship Twin Stars], you should trust the credibility of the [Prophet], right?"
"That’s true."
"I used to only see Mr. Lin in documentaries, seeing him in person today, I have no regrets in this life!"
"The real [Sword Master] is even more handsome than in photos! Love it!"
"Waaa... what about my [Devil’s Disciple]! Lord Zhang Kuang once saved my life from White Mane, I never got the chance to thank him!"
"It’s not White Mane, it’s the Longevity Star People... but that’s not important."
At this moment, Zhu Hanyi and Wan Haihao were a bit bewildered.
Honestly, they never thought the [Sword Master] would personally visit the Guangyu Academy.
As elite members within the academy and core members of the Guardian Organization, the intelligence they could access far surpassed what others imagined.
They even knew that the [Lord of the Red Lotus] Ye Fengqing once had dealings and promises with China on the Great Wall.
If the [Divine Court] and Earth Civilization formally went to war, with the enemy forces being too powerful, Ye Fengqing would undoubtedly assist, and the [Devil’s Disciple] would likely contribute as well.
But the [Sword Master]...
For reasons unknown, Ye Fengqing did say the [Sword Master] had important matters to attend to and couldn’t make it to this interstellar civilization war.
Originally, neither Wan Haihao nor Zhu Hanyi ever expected to see him in person today.
Not a single rumor had reached them!
Lin Qiubai ignored the others and only looked at Ma Ran, saying coldly, "This body is merely a manifestation of a wisp of my sword intent; it cannot exist for long."
How to put it...
No one likes to be ignored.
If the person speaking wasn’t the [Sword Master] who once cleaved the Demon Mountain to save Lotus City’s people, and without such striking looks, they would surely be criticized harshly.
But!
There’s no ’if’.
As an interstellar friend, Lin Qiubai once saved the people of Earth. With his good looks and full of charisma, although somewhat aloof, the netizens from various countries in the livestream could understand.
Many even passionately defended, saying the [Sword Master] was authentic; only such people wouldn’t stab you in the back—worthy friends indeed.
The academy’s elite and journalists on site felt differently.
Lin Qiubai’s voice was like the sound of the wind, like a clear spring, like clouds of smoke, carrying an indelible mysterious aftertaste.
In his voice, there seemed to be a mysterious magic, making people uncontrollably reminisce, ponder, and savor.
Just by hearing him speak, the Seven Vortex Swordsmanship cultivators in the great hall vaguely felt that their swordsmanship cultivation had advanced a bit, and the swords at their sides seemed restless, as if ready to unsheath and worship this God of Swords at any moment.
Wan Haihao was among them.
He absent-mindedly soothed his beloved sword, with glimpses of past memories flashing in his eyes.
Those times when he feared being possessed...
The half-sword that almost caused his body to crumble...
The diary that was burned...
Shaking his head, Wan Haihao looked at Lin Qiubai with a complicated expression.
Speaking of...
Given the differing flow of time, he hadn’t seen the [Sword Master] in many years.
Isn’t he going to say even one line, "Trash, we meet again"?
Usually silent and habitually posing as a master, Zhu Hanyi couldn’t maintain his deliberately cold swordsman persona at this moment.
Like Wan Haihao, Zhu Hanyi looked expectantly at the [Sword Master], eagerly awaiting his evaluation.
It’s worth knowing that his swordsmanship cultivation and talent were on par with Wan Haihao’s.
So...
Zhu Hanyi figured that in the eyes of this master, he was probably also a "piece of trash" back then.
Hmm...
Not too high, not too low.
Roughly mid-to-low level.
After all, in the [Sword Master’s] mystical classifications, below trash, there were at least the levels of waste material and waste residue.
After so much training and effort, I wonder if this time, he might be evaluated as "promising" or a "rough gem"?
However...
Lin Qiubai didn’t attend to the two of them, merely quietly awaiting Ma Ran’s response.
"Still the same as before! No wonder he’s as annoying as Ma Ran!"
Su Qiangwei rolled her eyes, wishing to give Lin Qiubai a good thrashing.
Unfortunately...
His strength seemed incomparable to before.
The terrifying pressure was no less than that of the [Lord of the Red Lotus].
Returning once more, the strength of the [Sword Master] was truly astounding.
So...
Revenge is best served cold!
Su Qiangwei took a deep breath and began stuffing beef jerky into her mouth.
Sword Master, Devil’s Disciple, Profound Immortal, Lord of the Red Lotus, Ma Ran...
Sooner or later!
Master Qiangwei was going to beat this group of arrogant people, showing them what "thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west" really means!
Hmm?
Although Ma Ran was a super annoying pest, he never ignored me...
Realizing this, Su Qiangwei suddenly choked.
Was he wronged?
No!
How could that be!
Su Qiangwei summoned a globe of pure water with her superpower and gulped down the beef jerky, then cast a complex glance at Ma Ran.
Forget it, those minor details don’t matter.
I’ll just beat them all together when the time comes.
"Hehehe..."
A silly grin not quite human appeared on the girl’s face.
"..."
Ma Ran’s eyelid twitched slightly, he looked straight at the handsome young man with purple hair and bloody eyes, speaking softly, "There may not be much time, but it’s enough."
Hearing this, Lin Qiubai furrowed his brows, looking Zhu Hanyi and Wan Haihao up and down.
He then spoke with a tone neither distant nor particularly close, "Your sword skills are passable."
This arrogance, almost tangible and overwhelming, could only originate from the Sword Master.
Without saying anything emotional, Wan Haihao and Zhu Hanyi felt their blood boiling.
A knowing smile spread across the faces of the [Sword Master’s Direct Disciple] and [Rain Boiling Sword].
They...
Ultimately completed a transformation from body to spirit, not disappointing the [Sword Master’s] expectations!
They...
Had been recognized!
In the livestream, viewers from various countries were moved, while Chinese viewers were baffled.
"I’m just sitting here with a face full of question marks."
"What just happened?"
"Is there a translation issue, or did I miss something?"
"Wasn’t the Sword Master criticizing the two disciples for lacking talent with that comment?"
"Yeah! Exactly! Why do you foreigners think the Sword Master was praising them, I’m stunned!"
"There are so many illiterate people... ’passable’ is a neutral term, but it’s actually slightly positive. So... the Sword Master was genuinely praising his two little disciples!"
"What? Doesn’t ’passable’ mean ’not good enough’? Did I just time travel again?"
"’Again’ time travel?"
"Everyone who’s off-topic, just go away! Passable: generally satisfactory. The Sword Master’s words to Wan and Zhu, translated, is—’You both did alright.’
As the number of comments in the livestream surged explosively, Lin Qiubai slightly raised his sword-like brows, gazing at a corner of the great hall, and said with powerful, resounding words, as if a myriad of swords sang in chorus, "Caught you!"