Nine Yang Sword Saint

Chapter 158: First Encounter with Qin Huaiyu! A King Meeting a King!

Chapter 158: First Encounter with Qin Huaiyu! A King Meeting a King!

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Yang Dingtian nodded and sat back down.

Qiu Wanjie instantly let out a breath of relief and said, “If you were here earlier, let alone with your supreme status, even if Lady Gongsun wanted to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer. I, Qiu Wanjie, wouldn’t reject you. But it is of such coincidence that I have already lent out the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer.”

“Owner Qiu, it is fine if you are unwilling to lend it to us. Why would you make up such a lie to cheat us?” Dugu Fengwu spoke indifferently as she was getting ready to stand up and leave.

“It is absolutely true. If I, Qiu Wanjie, said a single word of a lie, my Divine Weapons Manor will thoroughly decline and never be able to recover,” Qiu Wanjie immediately swore. He then spoke with a bitter smile, “Furthermore, how will I dare to cheat the esteemed Nameless?”

“Then who was the one who borrowed the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer?” Dugu Fengwu asked.

“Northwest Qin Clan’s Young Lord, Qin Huaiyu,” Qiu Wanjie answered.

Once the answer was out, Yang Dingtian’s heart immediately thrashed a little, while Dugu Fengwu’s expression couldn’t help but change.

Qin Huaiyu!

Yang Dingtian had engraved this name into his bones. Even though Yang Dingtian had never seen this individual before, he had already treated him as his nemesis, as well as the most lethal and dangerous enemy.

It was this person who had been scheming against Cloud Heaven City. All of the calamities that happened to Cloud Heaven City and all of the bitter experiences that Yang Dingtian encountered, all had the shadows of this person behind the scenes.

Furthermore, this person had rapacious designs towards Yanyan and had constantly wanted to take Yanyan from Cloud Heaven City to have a political marriage with him.

This Qin Clan’s Young Lord was the number-one youth expert in the entire Northwest Continent and the future number-one expert of the Northwest Continent.

Yang Dingtian didn’t expect that he was also here to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer. Was he going to cultivate the sword soul as well?

But Qin Huaiyu personally came to borrow it, Qiu Wanjie truly couldn’t refuse.

Dugu Fengwu instantly frowned and said, “Is the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer already in his hands?”

“No, not yet,” Qiu Wanjie replied, “But I had just personally promised Young Lord Qin Huaiyu two hours ago.”

Dugu Fengwu’s expression immediately turned indifferent as she stated, “Then you shall decide what you want to do. If you decide to lend the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer to Qin Huaiyu, we will take our leave.”

Qiu Wanjie immediately had this complicated expression.

To be honest, it was an extremely rare occasion to have an opportunity to curry favor with the Hidden Sect. After all, it had been almost two centuries since the last time that disciples from the Hidden Sect had appeared in this world. Hence, Qiu Wanjie was definitely willing to lend this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer to this ‘Nameless.’

But, he had already promised to Qin Huaiyu earlier.

The Hidden Sect mustn’t be offended, so were the members of the Northwest Qin Clan. Moreover, this individual was the young lord of the Northwest Qin Clan and the future dictator for the entire northwest. The Divine Weapons Manor might have an extraordinary status and was a faction that none of the prestigious factions could afford to offend. But in fact, they were in the Northwest Continent, how could they not comply to the Northwest Qin Clan?

Right now, he couldn’t afford to offend either side.

In an instant, Qiu Wanjie had an awful expression.

“Owner Qiu doesn’t have to be in a dilemma. We will take our leave.” Yang Dingtian stood up and looked at Dugu Fengwu and said, “Lady Gongsun, let’s take our leave.”

Seeing that the two of them were truly going to leave, Qiu Wanjie said, “Please hold on, my two guests. I have a suggestion, but I wonder if I can say it.”

“You are the owner here, why can’t you say it?” Dugu Fengwu replied.

“Since Young Lord Qin and Young Lord Nameless are the future leaders of the Heaven Dao Union and you both have come to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer... Then, I shall leave the two of you to decide who gets to borrow the hammer. How about it?” Qiu Wanjie said, “The two Young Lords are carrying out righteous tasks for the Heaven Dao Union, so I shall treat it as lending the hammer to the Heaven Dao Union. But exactly to who shall be left for the two Young Lords to decide. Is that fine?”

After hearing Qiu Wanjie’s suggestion, Yang Dingtian and Dugu Fengwu were instantly silenced.

“If the two of you don’t have any objection, I will go discuss with Young Lord Qin. He is currently touring our Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion,” Qiu Wanjie explained.

Yang Dingtian didn’t say anything. Dugu Fengwu hesitated before saying, “Then you can do as you see fit.”

“Then, may the two guests wait for a moment. I will be back shortly,” Qiu Wanjie said.

Afterward, Qiu Wanjie left and went to discuss with Qin Huaiyu.

Yang Dingtian and Dugu Fengwu exchanged looks and could mutually see concern and danger in each other’s eyes.

Qin Shaobai was a vicious snake, but compared to Qin Huaiyu, Qin Shaobai was nothing. It was clear how dangerous Qin Huaiyu was.

Qiu Wanjie was a crude, straightforward, and open-minded individual. Yang Dingtian was able to dupe him by revealing the leaf ornament and his sword. But it wouldn’t be so easy to trick Qin Huaiyu.

The Northwest Qin Clan were the true upper echelons of the Heaven Dao Union, and they weren’t as ignorant towards the Hidden Sect like the others.

To tell the truth, if they knew they were going to encounter Qin Huaiyu, Yang Dingtian wouldn’t have impersonated a Hidden Sect’s disciple, even Dugu Fengwu wouldn’t want to come.

They were about to meet Qin Huaiyu, but Yang Dingtian wasn’t mentally prepared at all. He was about to see his nemesis and couldn’t help but feel difficulty in breathing due to the anxiety.

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After waiting for slightly over ten minutes, there were hurried footsteps that could be heard from the outside. It was apparent that the person arriving was very emotional.

“Where is Senior Nameless?” Before even seeing Qin Huaiyu, Yang Dingtian first heard his voice.

It was an extremely gentle and pleasant voice, which caused people to develop a trustworthy feeling involuntarily.

Immediately after, a slender figure walked in quickly and stopped two meters in front of Yang Dingtian. He then bowed deeply. “Northwest Qin Huaiyu gives his greetings to Senior Nameless.”

Even though this name was undoubtedly fake, but when spoken by Qin Huaiyu, it had a heartfelt feeling, as though Yang Dingtian’s real name was called truly Nameless.

“Brother Qin, it’s nice to meet you too.” Despite being very nervous, Yang Dingtian’s expression didn’t have any change. He took a glance at Qin Huaiyu and greeted indifferently in a similar manner to Qiu Wanjie.

If Yang Dingtian were in the shoes of a Hidden Sect’s disciple, Qiu Wanjie and Qin Huaiyu were just trash to him; thus, there must not be any change in attitude.

But Qin Huaiyu’s looks had indeed surprised him as it was totally outside of his expectation.

From what Yang Dingtian thought, Qin Huaiyu was definitely much more handsome and much more wicked-looking than Qin Shaobai.

But the truth wasn’t the case. Qin Huaiyu wasn’t considered handsome, and he was even less good-looking than Yang Dingtian himself.

But his ordinary face was like a pleasant jade sculpture, which was refined and gentle. His eyes were limpid, and he always had this sincere bearing, be it his speech or action. He gave off a captivating presence.

“Greetings to you, Lady Gongsun.” When facing Dugu Fengwu’s Third Lady Gongsun’s stunning appearance, Qin Huaiyu appeared to be very cultured and polite. He wasn’t overly passionate, and his eyes merely had faint admiration, without a hint of burning passion, unlike how excited he was towards ‘Nameless.’

“Senior Nameless, this is my younger sister, Qin Jiaojiao,” Qin Huaiyu pointed at a young lady behind him.

Qin Jiaojiao was a beauty who was just inferior to Ximen Yanyan. In terms of status, she was probably nobler than Ximen Yanyan. But in terms of looks and mystic meridians, Qin Jiaojiao was inferior to Yanyan.

Of course, she was just slightly inferior to Yanyan, as she was the most beautiful woman in this world. Compared to most of the other women, Qin Jiaojiao was already considered very beautiful.

After putting on makeup and a nice dress, Qin Jiaojiao was actually comparable to “Third Lady Gongsun.” Her skin-tight red dress had presented her figure to the greatest extent. But, just her figure alone was still slightly inferior to Third Lady Gongsun and Ximen Yanyan.

In terms of looks and figure, Qin Jiaojiao was still not up to match with Yanyan.

But this Qin Jiaojiao’s reputation was far inferior to Yanyan. Yanyan might be unruly, but she was kind-hearted and was adorable. Most importantly, Yanyan had pure self-respect.

Unlike Qin Jiaojiao, whose reputation was widely spread, and there were plenty of men who had a scandal with her. This young lady liked to put herself in public, and her general attire, behavior, and manner of speech were all the more unrestrained.

So, in short, Qin Jiaojiao’s reputation in the entire northwest was rather notorious. She was already 23 years old now but had yet to find a marriage partner.

Qin Jiaojiao first glanced at Dugu Fengwu with a haughty expression that had hostility because this Third Lady Gongsun was too beautiful, too magnificent, and flawless, which overshadowed her limelight. But soon enough, her hostility was replaced by arrogance.

Third Lady Gongsun had a great reputation, but Qin Jiaojiao looked down on her. She was the Second Young Lady of the Qin Clan, and apart from Dongfang Bingling and a few others, she felt that she was qualified to despise all other women.

“You are that pretentious Nameless?” Qin Jiaojiao spoke coldly, “You dare to impersonate a Hidden Sect’s disciple? You even asked us to give up the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer? In your dreams!”

Once she spoke, everyone’s expression changed, especially Qiu Wanjie.

This domineering woman truly had big breasts and no brains, actually using such malicious language towards a Hidden Sect’s disciple.

“Jiaojiao, how dare you. Quickly apologize to Senior Nameless,” Qin Huaiyu spoke in a stern tone.

“Who doesn’t know that the Hidden Sect’s disciples didn’t appear in the world for a few centuries. A random swindler comes around wielding a sword and wearing a leaf, saying that he is a Hidden Sect’s disciple? Only a foolish woman would believe it and get duped,” Qin Jiaojiao spoke coldly and glared at Dugu Fengwu with her beautiful eyes.

Dugu Fengwu’s face instantly changed as she spoke coldly, “Owner Qiu, Young Lord Qin, is this your attitude? We understand. We shall take our leave!”

Qiu Wanjie wished that he could slap Qin Jiaojiao. He quickly spoke, “Calm down, calm down. Will the two guests please calm down.”

Subsequently, Qiu Wanjie looked at Qin Huaiyu and said, “Young Lord Qin, you better look over your sister.”

“Jiaojiao...” Qin Huaiyu’s expression turned cold as he said, “Get out right now. Go back to Qin City and immediately imprison yourself for half a year.”

Immediately after, he looked at Yang Dingtian and spoke with guilt, “Senior Nameless, the Qin Clan is incompetent in disciplining our people. We have embarrassed ourselves.”

Afterward, Qin Huaiyu said to Qiu Wanjie, “Owner Qiu, I am willing to give up the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer to Senior Nameless.”

Qiu Wanjie’s had a relieved expression as he praised, “Young Lord Qin truly has unquestionable integrity and noble character.”

Qin Huaiyu waved his hand and said, “I am ashamed. It is Nobody Qin’s honor to make friends with an elegant individual like Senior Nameless. A sword can be forged at any time, but an encounter with Senior Nameless is once in a century.”

Yang Dingtian didn’t reserve himself and spoke indifferently, “Then I shall accept your favor and give you my thanks.”

Qiu Wanjie had a pleasant expression as he spoke, “Then I will go take the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer. Will the two Young Lords please wait here.”

“Senior Nameless, please take a seat,” Qin Huaiyu proposed.

Afterward, the four of them took a seat while the servant girls served the Xiangming Tea again.

Qin Huaiyu discreetly looked at Yang Dingtian, while Qin Jiaojiao stared without any intention to conceal herself. Both of them observed how Yang Dingtian was going to taste his tea.

Those born in prestigious families had a different understanding of the various Xiangming Tea. For some tea leaves, a normal person might think it was like a sweet-tasting fragrant tea, but to the prestigious people, it was just like rubbish. While for other tea leaves, a normal person might think that it tasted bland and unordinary, but to the prestigious people, it would be precious and splendid.

The Hidden Sect was undoubtedly the most elite among the prestigious factions. They were the true ruler of the world and the leader of the Heaven Dao Union.

The Divine Weapons Manor’s tea was very fragrant and very expensive! But they weren’t favored by the Qin Clan. In the eyes of the Qin Clan, the Divine Weapons Manor might be rather influential, but they were still weaponsmiths and were naturally boorish people. Hence, when the Divine Weapons Manor had tea, they would get the most fragrant and the most expensive ones.

Hence, the Qin siblings were observing how Yang Dingtian was drinking his tea and would be able to judge his identity.

Dugu Fengwu was feeling nervous. This Qin Huaiyu was like a fox-like individual, and there were many schemes he had up his sleeve, which would easily lure someone into his pace.

Thus, Dugu Fengwu lifted the teacup of Xiangming Tea and took a sip before frowning and putting the tea down.

She was actually hinting at Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian lifted the cup of tea and took a sip, which was indeed very fragrant. His eyes opened a little, as though he was surprised and took another sip.

“Fool. You exposed yourself,” Dugu Fengwu’s heart had a chill.

Qin Jiaojiao revealed a sneer on her face.

“Senior Nameless, how do you find the tea?” Qin Huaiyu asked while smiling.

“Not bad at all. I have never drunk such a nice tea. Most of the time, I will only drink plain water,” Yang Dingtian replied indifferently.

When replying, he had an honest expression as though he had never tasted such an expensive and great tasting tea.

But, his performance was undoubtedly much better than Dugu Fengwu had expected. Such an unsophisticated character was much more suited for the disciples of the Hidden Sect. It was much more natural and brilliant than those pretentious noble descendants.

In an instant, Qin Huaiyu was confused again.

Qiu Wanjie quickly came back and carried a hammer along with him.

This was the legendary Mystic Fire Devil Hammer. The only hammer that could forge a soul sword and was entirely made from blood black gold.

It looked very ordinary, and if it was placed in a pile of hammers, it would be hard to spot.

But after taking a closer look, one would notice that the black hammer was permeated with a little red, as though blood had seeped into the hammer.

That’s right; this was the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer. Without it, Yang Dingtian would never be able to forge a soul sword.

“Young Lord Qin, are you sure you want to give up the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer to Young Lord Nameless?” Qiu Wanjie asked.

“Of course, please!” Qin Huaiyu said.

Qiu Wanjie instantly handed the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer to Yang Dingtian and said, “I wish Young Lord Nameless successful in forging the soul sword.”

“Thank you!” Yang Dingtian didn’t try to be contentious and extended his hands to receive the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer.

“Hold on...” Qin Jiaojiao spoke coldly, “I have yet to agree.”

Subsequently, Qin Jiaojiao walked in front of Yang Dingtian and said, “It has been centuries since the disciple of the Hidden Sect had appeared. I don’t believe that one would appear today. You are all just being intimidated. I won’t be.”

In an instant, Qiu Wanjie couldn’t hold it anymore as he spoke in a harsh tone, “Young Lady Qin, please mind yourself.”

“Qin Jiaojiao, back down. Don’t force me to make a move,” Qin Huaiyu spoke sternly.

“No, I will not give up this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer.” Qin Jiaojiao spoke coldly, “Even the disciple of the Hidden Sect must be treated with a first-come, first-served basis, right? We were here first, and Owner Qiu had already agreed to it. Now that a so-called disciple of the Hidden Sect arrived, you, Qiu Wanjie, immediately regretted. You just want to bootlick the best, uh? You don’t dare to offend the Hidden Sect, but you dare to offend our Northwest Qin Clan.”