Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 353 - 49: Splitting Forces into Two Routes, Advancing on Two Paths (2/2)

In Meng Yuexue’s cottage.

Wang Anfeng held a cup of hot tea in his hands, his fingers caressing the porcelain, as he slowly said,

"That’s the situation."

"Although I can’t determine the exact poison afflicting Brother Chuan, Wind Character Tower at Fufeng Academy ranks tenth in the world for its collection of books, just below those legendary nine places. It surely contains records related to Brother Chuan’s symptoms, which will allow us to treat him accordingly."

Meng Yuexue nodded and looked toward Chuan Lian on the bed.

The young man still appeared frail, but having witnessed today’s events, Meng Yuexue’s heart was now filled with hope, and saving her senior brother seemed no longer an unreachable fantasy.

One day, we will reintroduce Pharmacist Valley to Jianghu.

Wang Anfeng watched the slight brightness in Meng Yuexue’s eyes, reached into his robe and his wrist’s Buddha Beads shimmered briefly before he pulled out a wooden plaque.

Jet-black throughout, with tassels hanging below, one side displayed a towering building with flying eaves and golden bells hanging underneath, while the other side bore the boldly flowing character ’Wind’.

Wang Anfeng’s fingers caressed the token and handed it to Meng Yuexue, saying,

"Miss Meng, take this."

The young girl was slightly taken aback and said, "This is…"

Wang Anfeng smiled and continued,

"This was my token when I was the book custodian at the Wind Character Tower two years ago. In my hurry to leave, I never returned it to the Academy. You should be able to access the Wind Character Tower’s library if you present this token."

Meng Yuexue took the token, contemplating Wang Anfeng’s words and then grasped the full meaning of his statement.

She instinctively tightened her grip on the token.

As expected, Wang Anfeng took a sip of tea, then narrowed his eyes and said,

"For the journey to Fufeng County City, I’m afraid Miss Meng will have to go alone with Brother Chuan."

"I still have another matter to attend to."

Meng Yuexue’s expression shifted subtly, yet she did not speak; instead, she safely tucked away the token, stood up, bowed deeply to the young man, and said,

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"For this great kindness, I shall repay it in the future."

Wang Anfeng shook his head, smiling,

"We have known each other for many years; there’s no need for such formalities."

"By the way, another thing… If Miss Meng trusts me, consider heading towards Xi Dingzhou City tomorrow morning, then head north from there to Fufeng County City."

Meng Yuexue nodded and asked,

"May I ask where exactly should I turn north?"

Wang Anfeng was about to answer directly when he suddenly remembered the brocade pouch Tan Yurou gave him upon arriving here and thought of those peculiar characters from Jianghu in the story of Libai. A playful thought arose, and after sipping his tea, he chuckled and said,

"As for that…"

"You’ll know when the time comes."

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The next day·Chen time.

Town inn.

Wang Anfeng filled a bucket with hay and brought it to a thin horse, tossing in three pounds of soybeans.

The young man carried a bamboo basket, which seemed to have been used for many years with some parts split open. A blue cloth covered it, and he sat down beside the thin horse on a limestone rock, leisurely uncovering the bamboo basket to reveal at least a dozen eggs.

He neatly folded the blue cloth and placed it in his lap, then casually picked up an egg.

The skinny horse, having paused its hearty eating, glanced at the bamboo basket beside Wang Anfeng and then at the bucket full of dry hay and soybeans beneath its feet. Suddenly, it became furiously angry and started neighing incessantly.

Wang Anfeng glanced at it, lifted his left hand, and rested it on the hilt of the blade behind him.

In a resonant cry, the dark Heavy Blade was drawn and stabbed into the ground beside Wang Anfeng’s foot.

The previously furious, dragon-like neighing abruptly stopped as if it were merely an illusion.

The reddish thin horse widened its eyes, looking at the still-neighing weapon beside Wang Anfeng’s foot and then tapped its hoof on the stone, judging the hardness of the object before wisely lowering its head and ’obediently’ started eating the hay.

Wang Anfeng laughed, threw the egg towards the bucket, and with a flick of vigorous Qi, cracked the shell, leaving only the intact egg to fall atop the hay in the bucket.

The horse’s eyes brightened, and it quickened its eating pace.

Holding another egg in his right hand, Wang Anfeng then flicked the blade next to him, eliciting a long, echoing cry, and said,

"Today, if you don’t hold me back, I’ll give you another egg."

The horse let out a long neigh, and Wang Anfeng flicked his finger, sending a chicken egg into the wooden bucket. He then said,

"When I want you to speed up, you must speed up, no dawdling."

"Stop throwing tantrums."

"The move you used earlier, the one I signaled to you, just use it..."

With the lure of the chicken egg, the horse was quite pleased, its long neighs unceasing. Gone was the stubborn defiance from the night before. In a blink, only the last chicken egg remained beside Wang Anfeng, who, unable to think of another problem, smiled and said,

"This one is your treat."

He casually flicked it toward the horse. When the egg left his hand, he felt something was off. His Finger Force unwillingly withdrew a bit, lightly tapping the eggshell.

After a cracking sound, instead of egg white and yolk, a fluffy chick emerged, landing perfectly on top of the lean red horse’s head.

Both Wang Anfeng and the red horse were taken aback for a moment, exchanging glances.

The horse pawed at the ground with its front hooves and whinnied discontentedly, yet dared not move, fearing it would throw the little one off its head.

Wang Anfeng stood up and quickly walked two steps forward, reaching out to take down the chick, unsure if hatching too early had affected it, but the little one seemed quite spirited, its mouth opening and closing non-stop, which relieved the young man.

Just then, a clucking sound came from not far away.

A plump yellow hen spread its wings and flapped toward them.

When Wang Anfeng was younger in Great Liang Village, he had also suffered under such formidable mother hens. Instinctively dodging, he left the still puzzled red horse, which had no idea why its treat had turned into a chick, exposed before the old hen.

A spark seemed to light up in those glossy black eyes.

With a spread of her wings and a sound loud enough to rival a rooster’s crow, the hen fiercely lunged forward, her beak as sharp as a dagger aimed at the red horse’s head.

Her movements were incredibly swift and fierce. In an instant, she was above the red horse’s head. First, she carried the chick away and then immediately returned, her claws and beak going at it, causing a constant agonizing whine and feathers flying wildly.

As Wang Anfeng watched this scene unfold, watching the agitated red horse powerless to fight back, staring at the brave and skilled mother hen, the repressed feelings inside him after encountering Chuan Lian’s pair in the past few days finally lighten up considerably, and he burst out laughing,

"What a fierce mother hen."

"Might even have the bloodline of an Exotic Beast, haha... you smelly horse, you better not lose."

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This place was more than a hundred miles away from Xi Dingzhou.

Meng Yuexue had already rented a carriage. After bidding farewell to Wang Anfeng that day, she left early, her long hair pulled up and secured with a Wooden Hairpin, wearing a man’s broad-sleeved hunting outfit, looking like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, her facial features still too delicate.

Now sitting atop the carriage seat, she held the whip, driving the horses forward.

The direction she traveled was toward Xi Dingzhou City.

Although it was as Wang Anfeng had said, to head in this direction, the young maiden was quite puzzled in her heart.

Clearly, she could have followed the main road directly to Fufeng County City. Why then did he ask her to change direction and head toward Xi Dingzhou City?

Over the past two years, she had thought of going to Fufeng City, but with Immortal Pavilion relentless in pursuit, she had always been unable to do so.

She then raised her hand and snapped the whip.

The speed of the carriage increased slightly.

Xi Dingzhou...

The scenery on both sides flew by monotonously, and Meng Yuexue’s thoughts gradually wandered.

The Jianghu affairs of Fufeng did not concern her when she previously stayed in Pharmacist Valley.

And after the great upheaval, although she had moved around in Jianghu, most of the time she was hiding her tracks, avoiding the Martial Artists of Immortal Pavilion, and had always hoped to keep Jianghu matters separate. How could she willingly get involved?

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Although Wang Anfeng had already killed Zhao Guang, who had been relentlessly pursuing them, Immortal Pavilion was powerful, endlessly producing skilled warriors among the top three Sects of today’s Fufeng Jianghu. It was very likely that they would soon send new Disciples and experts to chase them.

By then, how long could she hold out alone?

If brother Wang could put aside that matter for a while...

A tempting thought rose deep within the young woman’s heart. Meng Yuexue pursed her lips, shook her head to cast aside this thought, and snapped the whip again, calling out,

"Giddy up!"

The other had been running around for so long for their sake, even daring to oppose the Martial Artists of Immortal Pavilion, for which she was deeply grateful.

How could she ask for more?

The carriage steadily headed toward Xi Dingzhou, having passed the nearby station. The young woman leaned back on the carriage seat, gazing in the direction of Xi Dingzhou, lost in a daze.

Xi Dingzhou... was there someone there waiting?

PS: Today’s second update...