Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 686 - 13 Wind and Thunder (Two in One)_3

"The Number One Manor in the World has an elder who loves alcohol as if it were his life, with the best brewing skill in the world and also the best drinking capacity. It would be fitting for him to join the Number One Manor in the World, and naturally, you wouldn’t be unable to drink, would you?"

Although the Xue Family is not one of the four major noble clans, its actual origins and heritage are not the slightest bit inferior. She could recognize the woman before her at a glance, and naturally, she also recognized the woman with the calm demeanor, despite never having met her before, she had long heard of her.

Sikou Tingfeng.

She was instructed in martial arts by all four manor masters of the Number One Manor in the World.

The manor master of the Number One Manor in the World once drank in his drunkenness and sighed that with a disciple like her, he could ensure the foundation of his Number One Manor for a hundred years.

Sikou Tingfeng frowned slightly.

All along the way, she harbored hidden combat will, intending to directly take on that peerless reputation of invincibility among her contemporaries. However, she did not expect that the Xue Shuang she saw before her had lost the battle-thirsty audacity of the past, and instead, appeared quite amiable, causing the momentum she had built up to dissipate somewhat.

It was as if a sword had found its scabbard, all its edge hidden away.

Xue Qinshuang shook the wine bag. Sikou Tingfeng’s right hand opened slightly, and a forceful Qi snatched the wine bag. She tipped her head back, the liquor crystal clear, gulping it down her throat, draining the beautiful wine in the bag in an instant. Yet, her expression remained indifferent.

Casually tossing the wine bag back to Xue Qinshuang, she spoke indifferently:

"I have long heard of your great name among our peers."

"Today, I have come to take it."

With a shake of her right hand, the Mo Family’s triangular mechanism transformed into a spear-like weapon, piercing the air straight forward, but Xue Qinshuang did not move an inch. The spear halted three inches in front of her. Sikou Tingfeng frowned and said:

"Why do you not make a move?"

Xue Qinshuang shook the wine bag, realizing that the straightforward Sikou Tingfeng truly did not know how to be polite, having left not even a drop of the half bag of fine wine. Hearing Sikou Tingfeng’s question, she simply shook her head and said:

"Sorry."

"I have an agreement with someone, I need to find him as soon as possible. It is not suitable for me to engage in combat."

Sikou Tingfeng said indifferently:

"The reputation of being the first among our peers lies with you."

"If it’s not me today, there will be others coming to find you."

"Why refuse to fight?"

Xue Qinshuang, without any sign of regret, smiled and said:

"From today onwards, it’s yours then."

Sikou Tingfeng’s brows furrowed, and a hint of annoyance seemed to finally stir within her usually tranquil state of mind. She had traveled thousands of miles just to cross hands with her, deeming her a worthy adversary in her life, yet she did not expect such an encounter.

She knew how Xue Shuang had earned her reputation and thus found it incomprehensible that she would give it up so readily. She had been so persistent in pursuing it in the past, yet now she discarded it as if it were worthless. Unhappy in her heart, her voice gradually turned colder as she said:

"How can one be called a martial artist if they withdraw from a fight without battling?"

Xue Qinshuang smiled lightly, with dimples by her cheeks, and said:

"Please forgive me, the fault is mine today. If you don’t mind, you are welcome to visit our estate. There are many disciples in the Xue Family who practice martial arts. If you wish to spar with someone from the Xue Family, there’s no need to look for me specifically."

But Sikou Tingfeng coldly said:

"There’s no need to trouble yourself. ’Paths that diverge do not come together.’"

"Since you are unwilling to fight, I will not force you."

"I take my leave."

Xue Qinshuang remained unmoved by her cold tone, rising to see her off and seeming to ask casually: "Miss Sikou, being from the Number One Manor in the World, must be well-informed about matters within Jianghu. I wonder if you’ve heard of a young man named Wang Anfeng and what has become of him?"

Sikou Tingfeng responded indifferently:

"Wang Anfeng?"

Xue Qinshuang explained with a smile: "He is a good friend I met during my travels away from the mountain. I have had no news of him for several months. I am currently in a retreat at the forbidden area of our manor, and it is not easy for me to go out, thus, I’m uninformed about the outside world."

Sikou Tingfeng frowned, recalling the rules of the Xue Family. She was unwilling to elaborate, but considering she had drunk a bag of Xue Shuang’s fine wine no matter what, she said reluctantly:

"I have heard."

"The Pill Cauldron Book Guardian from Fufeng recently encountered great misfortune in Danyang County; there were more than three Grandmasters present on that day, along with a Great Grandmaster. It seems the Sword Saint Pei Danding defeated the Grandmaster behind the Book Guardian, who can no longer make a move."

Xue Qinshuang’s smile faded, and she fell silent for a moment before asking softly:

"Where is he now?"

Sikou Tingfeng’s frown deepened as she saw Xue Qinshuang’s expression. Her thoughts turned, and she naturally guessed that the agreement preventing Xue Shuang from fighting with her was related to this Pill Cauldron Book Guardian. Her voice grew cold as she said:

"Why should I tell you?"

"After today, the name of being the first among our peers no longer belongs to you."

"It’s well known that Xue Family’s Qinshuang has dominated her peers for thirteen years without a fight—and now, defeated without a battle."

She turned and walked away.

Xue Qinshuang stood in place.

Took a step forward.

Rage swept through the city below, as she practiced the Turning Heaven Technique.

In secret, the Three-Eared Ghost Walking Technique, the Hundred Days Tempered Dagger Technique worn thin in a single day.

On the flat ground, a cold light suddenly appeared!

PS: Today I combine two parts into one... 4,700 words