Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 2042 - 2105: Qingqiu

"Need me to carry you on my back? Do you really think I’m old? Let me tell you, I have several years left to live!" Murong Yuanqing scolded as he stomped his way upwards.

Li Yifei followed behind with a large black box, thinking to himself, "The old man seems a bit off today. Could it be some past grudge with the person on the mountain?"

A few minutes later, they both reached halfway up the mountain. There was a platform here, neatly arranged, clearly man-made. Li Yifei even saw traces of rocks that should have been prominent were trimmed off. Wait, the traces on these stones... Li Yifei’s eyes immediately widened as he realized that the marks on the shaved stones were imbued with sword energy.

Li Yifei immediately stopped in his tracks, staring blankly at the sword marks. Images of how these sword marks might have been made flashed through his mind. This is... Li Yifei shook his head, pulling himself back to reality. Within just a few seconds, he felt a hint of danger. Countless sword moves danced before his eyes, and suddenly, he saw a sword thrusting towards him. Although there was no sword in front of him, he could see it clearly.

He found himself with nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

Snapping back to reality, Li Yifei was still a bit shaken, feeling that something was off about this place. It was perhaps because the person who used the sword was too skilled, making even these mere marks cause anxiety.

Looking up, Li Yifei saw Murong Yuanqing also watching him with a smile on his face. Seeing that Li Yifei had come to his senses from within the sword formation, Murong Yuanqing said, "Not bad, you’ve improved a lot."

"Huh?" Li Yifei was confused.

Murong Yuanqing gestured around, pointing at the surrounding ground, saying, "The path of formation is full of infinite changes. Just as the five elements can form arrays, so can stones. What you see here is a sword formation, a formation made with swords. If you maintain a calm mind upon arrival, these formations won’t affect you. Once you noticed the sword marks on the stones and focused your mind, you were drawn into the formation. I thought you might get lost in it for a long time, but I didn’t expect you to emerge so quickly."

Just take it as a compliment, thought Li Yifei, grinning. When he was lost in the formation, he did indeed feel that the sudden sword was extremely dangerous. It turned out to be a formation. Li Yifei didn’t blame Murong Yuanqing for not warning him. The old man had already explained someone else’s formation clearly; it was his own fault for being curious enough to take a look, otherwise, nothing would have happened.

Understanding the principle, Li Yifei was no longer afraid, confident that if he went inside again, he would handle it well.

"Hmm!" Just as Li Yifei was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice transmitted to him, probably through a technique like sound transmission. Li Yifei also knew this, but he rarely used it, as it required using internal strength to constrain the voice into a line, which could be very True Qi-consuming over long distances. And this voice obviously came from afar. Li Yifei looked up, while Murong Yuanqing had a smiling face, looking into the distance.

"An old acquaintance coming for a visit, why not show yourself?" With his hands behind his back and chest out, Murong Yuanqing said loudly, his voice echoing across the open mountain. Li Yifei also puffed out his chest, standing straight with a respectful expression. This was a master from the same era as Murong Yuanqing, so Li Yifei needed to show respect. Moreover, the other party could create such a sword formation, which also fascinated Li Yifei.

"There’s only a shameless person here; where’s the old acquaintance!" The voice came as if from all directions. Only then did Li Yifei realize it was a woman’s voice. What made Li Yifei mutter was that the other party was insulting Murong Yuanqing, dragging him along. Li Yifei wanted to defend himself, thinking, ’Madam, I’m not a shameless person.’

Despite being insulted, Murong Yuanqing was not angry, still standing with his hands behind him, showing great bearing. He chuckled, looked up, and said, "It’s been 32 years since we parted in the Far East. Whether a scoundrel or an old friend, you should come out and meet me?"

Far East? Where is that? They haven’t seen each other in 32 years... But there must have been correspondence, as Murong Yuanqing had phoned before coming, Li Yifei captured these bits of information and tried to sense the opponent’s location, but regrettably, after searching the area, he still couldn’t locate the person.

She shouldn’t be too far away, Li Yifei thought to himself.

"A dog can’t change its nasty habits!" After a minute of silence, the woman spoke six words. Li Yifei gritted his teeth. There can’t be too many on this earth who dare speak to Murong Yuanqing this way, right? Hm, not too many. And this madam... Even if you say, ’The rivers and mountains may change, but not one’s basic nature,’ that would suffice. But you had to say a dog can’t change its nasty habits with a junior present. Aren’t you worried the old man would be so enraged that he’d kill and silence you right afterward...

Li Yifei was lost in such wild thoughts, concocting a whole emotional drama in his mind, when Murong Yuanqing coughed and said, "What happened that day was indeed my fault, but I compensated afterwards. Qingqiu, you can’t blame me all these years, right?"

What? At the moment, Li Yifei felt like a gossip spirit possessed him. From Murong Yuanqing’s vague words, he sensed many underlying stories, something about what happened that day being his fault. What could it be? Did he xxxx this lady named Qingqiu and then compensated her? Li Yifei lowered his head, staring at his toes, feeling that the stories of the older generations were really numerous.

No, no, Li Yifei distinctly remembered the affair between Elder Murong and Old Master Su of Changbai Mountain. Their feelings ran profoundly deep, with Elder Murong having been infatuated for many years. With his character, he shouldn’t turn to another woman like that.

Bah, what kind of personality does this old man have? Li Yifei scuffed his shoe and immediately felt a surge of danger coming. He hurriedly stepped back, but as soon as he took two steps back, he suddenly noticed sword light darting all around him. One beam, two beams, ten beams, hundreds of beams—countless beams of sword light filled the space, encompassing everything in sight. Wherever Li Yifei looked, all he saw was sword light. Long and short, thick and thin, each sword different, and thus each sword light different, yet the danger was the same.

In that moment, Li Yifei didn’t know what to do. Although he knew that it might be the formation method being activated—perhaps it was the real activation, an offensive maneuver. However, in just that instant, Li Yifei stopped because Murong Yuanqing wasn’t moving either. He stood there with his hands behind his back, not moving an inch. To face the sky full of sword light with such composure must surprise and impress those unaware. He’s truly a fierce one.

But suddenly, Li Yifei realized there was something fishy. Either Murong Yuanqing knew these sword lights were merely a scare tactic, or the sword lights were indeed harmful, but the person controlling them wouldn’t truly attack.

In any case, Murong Yuanqing felt safe; therefore, he didn’t move. Hmm, then I shouldn’t move either; otherwise, if I move, I might get attacked... As Li Yifei thought of this, he immediately stopped moving, and he noticed that the sword lights paused slightly, as if they were taking a breath.

The moment the sword lights paused, the pressure eased instantly. Just as Li Yifei was about to let out a sigh of relief under the countless sword shadows, the sword lights suddenly shot toward the two of them...

What the hell, Li Yifei cursed. He reached back and pulled out the black box, swinging it around. With each swing of the black box, any sword light that it collided with would instantly disappear.

Li Yifei found that this object was perfectly effective against sword light and was overjoyed. Moving forward and holding the black box with both hands, he swung it quickly, and the countless sword lights gradually dissipated. Within a few seconds, Li Yifei reached Murong Yuanqing’s side, helping to fend off the sword lights.

Dang, this thing really does have some attack power. Li Yifei glanced at Murong Yuanqing and saw that his clothes were slashed in countless places, the work of those sharp sword lights. Any contact would inevitably rip some of the clothing apart.

This really is... Li Yifei suddenly felt the sword lights pause again. He quickly focused, preparing to use the weapon in his hand to counterattack. Just now, when the sword lights halted, the next second they suddenly attacked.

"Oh?" Within the sword formation, a voice came, belonging to that lady. With this single ’Oh’, the sword lights suddenly scattered and did not continue attacking the two.

Li Yifei let out a sigh of relief and looked at Murong Yuanqing again. His appearance was already quite pitiful. While Li Yifei wasn’t sure why he insisted on withstanding it, perhaps it was the old man’s quirk? Hmm, maybe it involved matters from those times again. Putting down the black box, Li Yifei walked to Murong Yuanqing’s back and asked, "Elder Murong, are you alright?"

"I’m fine. What could possibly happen to me?" Murong Yuanqing shook his body, and pieces of fabric fell from him. At this moment, his appearance... was basically like that of a long-time homeless old beggar on the streets.

"Good to hear you’re alright." Li Yifei nodded, hearing the old man mutter under his breath, "Damn, this woman is still so ruthless. Luckily, I came prepared and wore soft armor; otherwise, damn it, I’d be suffering right now."

Uh... Li Yifei couldn’t hold back and almost coughed, looking at the old man’s clothes again. It seemed that there really was a layer of something on his vest area, which hadn’t been cut through.

Worried for nothing, Li Yifei couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Just a moment ago, he had been willing to risk injury himself to protect the old man, and most of the old man’s cuts were on his chest and back. With the soft armor, he didn’t need to worry about getting hurt.

"Come on out, Qingqiu, your anger should be gone by now." Murong Yuanqing still stood with hands behind his back. Even though his clothing was severely damaged, he seemed not to think that it affected his image.

"I’m not over it!" Qingqiu’s voice came.

Murong Yuanqing suddenly showed a hint of sadness, his lips trembling slightly as he said, "I won’t live for many more years, and neither will you. Why not let go of our grievances and sit down for a good chat?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The other side was silent for a few seconds and suddenly said, "Old fogey, are you dying too?"

Damn, what’s going on here? Li Yifei originally guessed that maybe there was some romantic entanglement between the two back then, but suddenly it turns into calling each other old fogeys.