Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 729 - 727: A Beautiful Painting, and an Even More Beautiful Woman (Third Update)

Chapter 729: Chapter 727: A Beautiful Painting, and an Even More Beautiful Woman (Third Update)

"The Young Lady has arrived!"

Upon hearing footsteps, Qingluo rushed forward to lift the beaded curtain.

Luo Feng also put down his teacup and stood up to look behind the curtain.

As for his cousin Yue Haitang, he had seen her portrait a few times already but never met her in person. This aroused his curiosity.

The footsteps gradually approached, and a graceful figure stepped out from within.

The young woman wore a flower-adorned dress, her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, adorned with a red hairpin. Her brows were like distant mountains capped with snow, her eyes like tranquil autumn pools. Every movement she made possessed a heart-stirring charm.

Seeing the young woman who emerged from behind the beaded curtain, Luo Feng was momentarily stunned. The young woman before him was undoubtedly the beauty from the paintings, yet in person, she was even more captivating, radiating an aura of ethereal grace.

As she drew near, facing Luo Feng’s somewhat fervent gaze, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and a blush crept onto her flawless, delicate cheeks.

Qingluo, standing beside Luo Feng, waved her small, fair hand and giggled, "Young Master Luo Feng, my lady may indeed be a great beauty of national renown, but surely you don’t have to keep staring at her."

Luo Feng’s gaze cleared, and with a slightly embarrassed expression, he cupped his hands, saying, "My apologies for my rudeness. I have previously only seen the Young Lady in paintings. Seeing her in person for the first time, I was somewhat taken aback. However, you are indeed as your cousin described—a peerless beauty capable of toppling nations."

Hearing Luo Feng’s words, a peculiar glint flashed in the colorful-robed young woman’s beautiful eyes. She smiled and said, "Young Master Luo Feng, you need not be so formal. I have also often heard my cousin mention you. He said you are a dragon among men, an extraordinary person. I have long wished to meet you, Young Master, and today my wish has finally been fulfilled."

"Yue Haitang is too fond of exaggerating. I’m not nearly as remarkable as he claims," Luo Feng smiled and asked, "I have yet to learn the Young Lady’s name."

The colorful-robed young woman walked to Luo Feng’s side, refilled his teacup, and said, "My name is Yue Hongzhuang."

Upon hearing this, Qingluo looked at the colorful-robed young woman, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Luo Feng nodded, pondered for a moment, then with a flick of his finger, retrieved the painting scroll. "Yue Hongzhuang, this scroll was a gift to me from your cousin. Now, it should be returned to its rightful owner."

Yue Hongzhuang looked at the scroll, her beautiful eyes flickering. "You don’t like this scroll?"

Luo Feng shook his head and replied, "Your cousin left in such a hurry back then, I didn’t get a chance to ask him why he gave me this scroll. Since this is a portrait of you, Young Lady, it should naturally be yours to decide what to do with it."

Yue Hongzhuang did not reach for the scroll. Instead, she looked at Luo Feng and said, "Then, if Hongzhuang gifts this portrait to you, you wouldn’t refuse, would you?"

Luo Feng was taken aback. He rubbed his nose and chuckled, "A portrait of a beauty—Luo Feng would be overjoyed to receive it."

Seeing Luo Feng put the scroll away, Yue Hongzhuang seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

Luo Feng looked around and asked, "Where is your cousin?"

"My cousin had important matters to attend to, so he asked me to welcome you here," Yue Hongzhuang said.

"When will he be back?" Luo Feng asked, frowning.

Yue Hongzhuang shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes gazing at Luo Feng. "My cousin has always been unrestrained in his actions; I don’t know either. If you have any urgent business, you can tell me, and I can relay it to my cousin."

Luo Feng nodded and said directly, "Then please inform him that I will be the one to fight Yi Tian tomorrow. Tell him not to interfere in this matter any further."

Hearing this, Yue Hongzhuang shook her head. "This, I’m afraid I cannot do."

"Why? You should know that your cousin is no match for Yi Tian." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"And you are?" Yue Hongzhuang frowned at Luo Feng and questioned, "As far as I know, three months ago, your Cultivation was still at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Do you think you can defeat Yi Tian? This matter arose because of my... cousin. I cannot let you be dragged into it."

Hearing Yue Hongzhuang’s words, Luo Feng inwardly gave a wry smile. Truly cousins, even their way of doing things is identical.

At the same time, he also confirmed another matter: neither Yue Hongzhuang nor Yue Haitang knew about the events between him and Yingkui.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng looked at Yue Hongzhuang and said, "Don’t worry. Yi Tian is not my opponent."

Seeing Luo Feng’s resolute expression, Yue Hongzhuang’s shapely eyebrows arched. She rose and said, "Mere words are no proof. If you can defeat me, I will help persuade my cousin to give up tomorrow’s duel. How about it?"

Luo Feng sized up Yue Hongzhuang once and reluctantly nodded. "Alright. We’ll only exchange pointers and stop there."

Hearing this, Yue Hongzhuang’s beautiful eyes lit up. She extended her hand and said, "Qingluo, fetch my sword."

"Yes."

Qingluo retrieved a treasured sword and handed it to Yue Hongzhuang.

CLANG!

The treasured sword was unsheathed. The two-finger-wide, silver-snow fine sword cast a cold gleam throughout the room. With the sword in hand, Yue Hongzhuang’s delicate demeanor vanished completely. Her eyes shone brightly, and a sharp aura subtly emanated from her.

Luo Feng assessed Yue Hongzhuang, thinking to himself, This person is also a Sword Dao expert...

Just as Yue Hongzhuang was about to head to the courtyard, a figure suddenly appeared at the room’s entrance.

"Marquis!" Seeing the newcomer, Qingluo hurriedly bowed in salute.

Marquis? Cold Moon Marquis? Hearing this, Luo Feng looked towards the doorway. A middle-aged man of about forty, dressed in cool-toned brocade robes, stood there.

The man was fair-complexioned and beardless. Though he stood casually, his presence was like that of a coiled dragon or a crouching tiger—imposing without being angry.

Cold Moon Marquis Yue Chongshan’s gaze fell on Yue Hongzhuang, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes. "You..."

Yue Hongzhuang quickly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, this is the Luo Feng whom cousin Haitang often speaks of."

Yue Chongshan said nothing, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Yue Hongzhuang and Luo Feng several times. As if realizing something, he patted Luo Feng’s shoulder and chuckled, "Truly a hero emerges from the young; such a formidable aura at such a young age. Luo Feng, Haitang was not mistaken about you."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly inwardly. If I cannot pass the test, then to prevent the Sword Heart Heaven Jade from falling into Azure Cloud Marquis’s hands, the first person who would want to kill me would probably be this Cold Moon Marquis.

Pushing aside such thoughts, Luo Feng cupped his hands and said, "Marquis, you overpraise me."

Seeing Luo Feng’s humility, Yue Chongshan nodded with satisfaction. He glanced at the sword in Yue Hongzhuang’s hand and asked, "Are you two about to spar?"

Yue Hongzhuang stepped forward, glanced at Luo Feng, and said, "Correct. I’ve long heard that Luo Feng has comprehended Grand Momentum and is an unparalleled genius. I wish to test myself against him."

Luo Feng glanced at Yue Hongzhuang but didn’t expose the lie in her words.

"I too wish to witness the prowess of the rumored future Unparalleled Saber Man."

Yue Chongshan nodded, looking at Luo Feng with interest.

He had already learned the results of last night’s test from Yingkui and was deeply astonished. He didn’t believe Yingkui would lie. However, in all his years roaming the pugilistic world, he had encountered countless individuals but had never heard of anyone whose strength could advance so dramatically in a mere three months. Eager to witness it for himself, he had rushed over immediately upon hearing of Luo Feng’s arrival.

"Luo Feng, come out."

Yue Hongzhuang lightly tapped her foot on the ground, her figure like a butterfly among flowers, fluttering gracefully into the courtyard.

Luo Feng exhaled slowly and walked unhurriedly into the courtyard, stopping twenty paces before Yue Hongzhuang.

"Don’t forget the condition we agreed upon. If you lose to me, my cousin will be the one fighting in tomorrow’s decisive battle," Yue Hongzhuang said to Luo Feng via voice transmission, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.