Everyday I Get Up To See The Villain Stealing The Show Chapter 35

Thinking his misery had reached its peak, Han Changsheng was sure nothing else could go wrong. But, the Dog Lord was gone. Where could he go, with his injuries?

"An Yuan?" He called, anxiously pacing around the pavilion, "An Yuan? Huangfu?"

Remembering An Yuan's amnesia, and how he never told him his real name, Han Changsheng yelled, "Ugly? Where did you go?"

No one responded.

He was going crazy. The Dog Lord was hurt like a kicked puppy. Just where could he have gone? Couldn't he tie a rope to the dog's collar next time?!

His attention shifting, Han Changsheng rested his hand on his sword's hilt. "Who's there?"

A man stepped out from behind a distant tree.

Dropping his hand in surprise, Han Changsheng called, "Xiaoqing?"

Lu Qingqian stood before him. 

With a puzzled expression, Lu Qingqian looked at Han Changsheng's face and clothes, then asked, "Cult Head? Why did you change your face again? Have you completed your grand scheme?"

Not having time to explain, Han Changsheng said, "Come quickly, help me track An Yuan down. Where'd the b.a.s.t.a.r.d go?"

Stepping closer, Lu Qingqian obediently stopped to check some nearby footprints. Other than Han Changsheng's, several more fresh pairs covered the ground. 

Lu Qingqian explained the track mark, and the surprised Han Changsheng said. "Others were here?"

Did they take An Yuan?

Tracing a distance, Lu Qingqian called, "There are no footprints here, they've turned into wheels and horseshoe marks."

Han Changsheng frowned. Someone had taken An Yuan.

"Keep going!"

Lu Qingqian was a powerful tracker, and even Han Changsheng couldn't escape from him. They followed the trail for an hour until they came to the foot of a mountain. 

"Huh?" Lu Qingqian looked up at the mountain before him. "Here?"

"Do you recognize this place?" Han Changsheng asked. He had never been there before.

"You ordered me to find some a.s.sa.s.sins from earlier," Lu Qingqian said, "I arranged for three a.s.sa.s.sins to wait at the foot of the mountain, but you were ambushed before you went down. I don't know if those two a.s.sa.s.sins were arranged by you separately, so I didn't dare stop them, so I secretly followed them instead. After they left the Yuehua Sect, they came here."

"What?!" Han Changsheng demanded, "You didn't set those two a.s.sholes up?"

Lu Qingqian shook his head. "Didn't you arrange it? Are those two real a.s.sa.s.sins?"

It shocked Han Changsheng. He thought Lu Qingqian did a bad job, hiring two stupid youths who misunderstood and hurt him. But, they weren't arranged by Lu Qingqian?! If he had known this, he would have beaten those two jerks mercilessly for their behavior, ah! 

No wonder those two guys were staring at An Yuan that day. He thought they were giving him the chance to show off his acting skills. Instead, their motive was to take An Yuan away! 

Quickly, Han Changsheng asked, "What is this place?"

"This is called the Fufeng Mountain," Lu Qingqian said, "There is a Fufeng stronghold on the mountain, its leader is Zheng Feng-er, called the Beautiful Phoenix. Last time I was here, I was careful because I didn't know your relationship with them."

So this is Fufeng Mountain. Han Changsheng fell into deep thought. He had heard that Zheng Feng-er was both a good and an evil person. People in the Jianghu would always be more tolerant of beauties. If a beauty did something wrong, they were more likely to be forgiven. Zheng Feng-er and her Fufeng stronghold had not only robbed people of valuables from their homes but were also chivalrous in their support of justice. 

Zheng Feng-er was casual. She didn't have a strong sense of good and evil, far from the right way to the Wulin, but she also didn't mingle with the evil cult. People in the Jianghu had different opinions on her. Some people thought she could be tolerated, while others hated her. 

"Why would Zheng Feng-er kidnap An Yuan?" Han Changsheng asked, "Did she take a fancy to An Yuan and wants to make him her husband?"

Lu Qingqian looked at him.

Clenching his teeth, the cult leader demanded, "Go up the mountain."

No matter what intentions Zheng Feng-er had, he had to get An Yuan back.

Following Han Changsheng, Lu Qingqian asked, "Lord, who is An Yuan? Why are you always with him?"

"He is a very important part of my grand scheme," Han Changsheng said. For fear that Lu Qingqian would ask again, he shook his hand. "It's a long story. You wouldn't understand. You just need to do as I asked!"

Lu Qingqian looked at him suspiciously. "But several hall masters wrote that Xiaobai and I shouldn't believe you. First, let us take you back to Xiushan mountain. You may be lying to us."

Han Changsheng choked. Lu Qingqian and Lu Baibi were easy to fool, but none of his hall masters were easy to deal with. He was lucky that the ones who chased him were the left and right guards. As long as several of the hall masters didn't know what he did, he could fool Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian. He didn't expect that Xiaoqing and Xiaobai learned to be smart. They even wrote to the hall masters!

"How can you say that! That hurts my feelings! With our friendship so dutifully tended, how could I lie to you?" Han Changsheng said fiercely.

"Hall Master Gu wrote ten whole pages," Lu Qingqian whispered. "Wasn't it you who constantly fooled us since childhood? He said there were still too many things to add but was afraid the mail would be too heavy for the pigeons, so he didn't write anymore."

Han Changsheng swallowed the old blood in silence. That Gu Mingxiao, could you be more uptight?!

Painfully, Han Changsheng said, "Those were small things, not to fool you, but to coax you. How could I use this to play a joke when it regards something big for my Tianning Cult??"

Lu Qingqian c.o.c.ked his head. "Hall Master Luo said that if you swear by the Tianning Cult, then we definitely must not believe you. You leave the Tianning Cult practically daily, and you don't care about the Tianning Cult's academic affairs at all."

Han Changsheng spat blood again. This Luoxin!!

"What do you think I am scheming?" He asked, "I'm working so hard here. If not for Tianning Cult; why would I scheme at all?"

Lu Qingqian touched his chin. "Hall Master Hua said that you may be interested in some beauty. You've always been more interested in such things than in business."

Han Changsheng covered his heart. Hua Xiaoshuang, this is slanderous! When did Han Changsheng become such a man?! Even if the dog lord was good looking, he would not be interested in that narcissistic mad lad!

"Do you believe them, or do you believe me?"

Lu Qingqian's face was conflicted. "I… I think I believe them more."

Han Changsheng's mind suffered heavy trauma again and again.

He was dying. 

"You help me do this thing first, and I'll explain the rest to you." Give me some time to think up ideas on how to fool you. 

Lu Qingqian puffed up his cheeks but had no objection. 

Together, they went up the mountainside, but several rude men blocked their path. "Stop! Who dares to intrude into my Fufeng stronghold?" 

Coldly, Han Changsheng looked at them, realizing he recognized two of them. 

Though the a.s.sa.s.sins covered their faces, Han Changsheng recognized their brows and eyes from the day he and An Yuan were attacked on the path to the Yuehua mountain. There was no mistake. These were the people who took An Yuan!

Sneering, Han Changsheng said, "You don't deserve to know your grandfather's name. Hurry and hand over An Yuan, and this grandfather will let you live!" 

Normally, he'd kill without saying anything. But, now that the time and s.p.a.ce of the Dantian was rising, he had to delay enough time to acc.u.mulate Qi. 

"He is a Yuehua Sect disciple!" One man shouted.

Although Han Changsheng removed Li Jiulong's disguise, he hadn't changed his disciple garments. They recognized the clothes. 

The wild men were nervous at first, but once they heard he was from the Yuehua Sect, they laughed, "The cowards of the Yuehua Sect dared to rush into the Fufeng stronghold? So impatient to die, ha ha ha ha!"

"It must be that they're here to save the little beauty. Unfortunately, the little beauty is now in our stronghold leader's clutches! You're late!"

Han Changsheng was furious. They took An Yuan!

Han Changsheng flashed forward. His sword didn't even come free from its sheath, but with one natural and unforced strike, several of the rough men were hit in the face by his sword scabbard. There was a burning pain, and some fell forcefully to the ground, their faces swollen. Their expressions were laced with shock and disbelief. There was panic in the eyes staring at Han Changsheng. His move was too fast and accurate. They had no time to defend themselves. They didn't even see how Han Changsheng did it. If Han Changsheng's sword had been drawn out of its sheath, they would have died!

Lu Qingqian stood behind the cult leader, stunned. He knew Han Changsheng's martial arts very well. How could his sword art be much cleaner compared to before? What did he do to correct his pompous sword technique?

Hang Changsheng said coldly, "Still not willing to bring An Yuan here?!"

A few of the people Han Changsheng had beaten retreated in succession, but others who didn't see Han Changsheng's amazing attack jumped up to take him down. Lu Qingqian was curious about his swordsmanship, so he only watched from afar. He didn't help at all. 

Several people rushed to Han Changsheng. With a flash of his sword, Han Changsheng threw down two of them. Then, his movements stopped. The uncomfortable feeling rose again. To restrain it, he slowed his hand. 

A rude man's palm connected with Han Changsheng's chest. 

"Ah!"

He staggered back two steps. 

The one in charge didn't expect Han Changsheng to win so easily. Seeing the cult leader's sword technique was so powerful, he thought his internal power would also be just as rich. He had to fight in a hurry, and he was even ready to lose. But, Han Changsheng was the man to stumble back instead. 

He was so surprised; he forgot to chase after him. After a beat, he came to his senses and shouted, "This man has no internal strength!"

Taking control of the fight for a moment, those people felt confident. Han Changsheng needed a lot of energy to move. Not only was he weak in internal strength, but he also didn't even have half of it in his body!

Lu Qingqian looked at the cult leader, his expression inconceivable. No trace of internal power? What did Han Changsheng do in the past two weeks? His sword technique was more powerful, but he'd lost all his internal power?

Cold sweat dripped down from Han Changsheng's head. It was bad luck! If Lu Qingqian found out his internal strength was gone, he would take him back to the Tianning Cult by force!

Hesitating, the reckless man saw Han Changsheng was defeated. They grew more daring. Even those who were afraid to go out rushed in together. At once, seven people rushed the cult leader. Some saw the baby-faced Lu Qingqian in the distance, watching the battle. Thinking he is easy to defeat, one rushed towards him. Flicking his finger, a silver needle flew from Lu Qingqian's fingertip, and the man fell to the ground.  

Han Changsheng struggled to parry the attacks of multiple people. It would have been fine even if he lost his internal power. The opponents weren't powerful. His sword could suppress them. With the true Qi running around his body, though, his ordinary moves were affected. The harder he fought, the more cold sweat dripped from his forehead. 

Lu Qingqian couldn't continue to spectate any longer and ran down to help. With him on Han Changsheng's side, the situation was reversed. 

Frowning, Lu Qingqian whispered, "Head, where is your internal power?"

Han Changsheng wanted to cry. "I… I'll explain later. Help me save the person first!"

Thunder echoed from the plain. A sharp, female voice filled their ears, "O~hohoho, where are our guests from? Did they come to the Fufeng Mountain as guests?"

Looking up, they saw a fiery figure standing on the mountain gate. A young woman wearing a red suit with Gold Phoenix ta.s.sels and an orange feather belt stood, looking just like a bird of flame. She reached for a red whip at her waist, covered in barbs. Golden bells chimed from her neck, hands, and feet. With a single step, the bell rang out. 

She was the famous, "Beautiful Phoenix" Zheng Feng-er. Her eyebrows like a crescent moon, her eyes like paint, and her cherry mouth red and moist. She was a famous beauty. However, several purple bloodstains marked her white face, and strange lines on her neck, arms, and calves. The protruding blood veins marred strange colors to her beauty. 

"What an ugly dress," Han Changsheng said, his mouth-puckering.

Zheng Feng-er's face shifted. "You! Courting death!" 

Her whip shot towards him, but Han Changsheng neither glanced towards her nor hid from her. Her whip wouldn't fall on him. Sure enough, Lu Qingqian's long sword twisted the whip with his sword before it reached him. 

Zheng Feng-er's face changed again. With a sickly sweet smile, she said, "Oh, you two are so handsome. When you came to the Fufeng stronghold, did you come for me? This young woman is so honored, o~hohoho…"

Impatiently, Han Changsheng called, "Ugly servant girl, hand over An Yuan!"

"Oh." Zheng Feng-er sneered. "You mean the younger brother who is more handsome than you? He's laying in my room now. I'm short of a single guiding medicine. If I can't get it from him, I must have them from you two. You look gorgeous, and we might just make do."

Han Changsheng shouted, "Pei!"

Zheng Feng-er said the Dog Lord was more handsome than him! Nothing was more intolerable than the Dog Lord being more handsome than him! That was why he hated him so much!

Han Changsheng was furious and rushed towards Zheng Feng-er.

Seeing that he dared to take the initiative, Zheng Feng-er asked, "When did the Yuehua Sect disciples become so brave?"

One of the rude men called out, "Be careful, stronghold leader! His sword is powerful!" 

Another shouted, "He has no internal power! Don't worry, stronghold leader!"

Zheng Feng-er was surprised. A Powerful sword, but no internal power?

When Lu Qingqian saw Han Changsheng charging, he would have helped him, but he couldn't. A dozen wild men surrounded him, preventing him from joining his cult leader. Lu Qingqian's martial arts was very good, but it was hard to parry against ten enemies. He had to worry about himself, and couldn't think too much about his cult leader. 

Han Changsheng stabbed his sword at Zheng Feng-er. She rolled her whip, trying to entangle it. Han Changsheng's sword flicked, and her whip was thrown from her grasp. She was shocked.

Her whip was made of the bones and leather of rare and exotic animals. It was soaked in golden rattan oil for ninety-three days, then calcined for another ninety-three, cutting away all the swords and spears. It was also covered with barbs. It was easy to swipe away her enemy's weapons, but Han Changsheng just threw her whip away with a slight flick?! No one had ever done it! Unless he found just the right angle with just the right strength in such a short amount of time, it was impossible! How powerful was his sword technique?!

Zheng Feng-er immediately threw away her contempt for the enemy, her posture growing serious. 

Flying to the mountain gate, Han Changsheng's sword split towards Zheng Feng-er, and she stretched her whip in her hands to resist. The Phoenix Tail Whip was powerful. The length of the opening was about a foot long, as hard as steel, and could be used as a whip stick for close combat. She blocked Han Changsheng's sword. 

The moment his sword connected with her whip, Zheng Feng-er frowned. Just as her subordinates said, he had no internal power. If he did, his sword would be oppressed. She couldn't resist his threats, but now she could easily stand it. 

Han Changsheng couldn't land a single hit. He immediately changed his plan and attacked again.

After a few moves, Zheng Feng-er was so nervous she was sweating. Han Changsheng's sword moved like it was alive. His moves were simple but impossible to parry. Every one of his attacks aimed at a critical point, making her uncomfortable. But, sometimes, his moves slowed, giving her a chance to breathe. 

Zheng Feng-er, however, was no ordinary fighter. Even when she struggled hard, she still parried his attacks. When she fought, the golden bells shook, chiming a melody as she moved. 

"Watch out for her bells, Head!" Lu Qingqian called, "Zheng Feng-er is good at bewitching minds! Don't be deceived!" 

There were countless worshippers under Zheng Feng-er's rule. Some say her beauty confused those superficial people, and some said she could charm. According to Tianning Cult's investigation, she learned from the mysterious lady from the north sea when she was young. The lady was very good at tuning techniques and taught her to disrupt others' internal breathing with it. Even people with strong internal power were afraid of her. However, Han Changsheng had none!

Zheng Feng-er's eyes brightened. "Head? Which sect are you from?"

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes. There was a reason he didn't like to get out and play with Lu Qingqian and Lu Baibi. Their hearts and eyes were set on how to maim people; thus, they didn't know a single thing about being discreet. 

Realizing the pleasant bell turned harsh, the Qi in Han Changsheng's body rushed faster. His Dantian began to burn again. 

Clenching his teeth, Han Changsheng slashed his sword at her whip, which the whip was shaking out again.

"Why?" Zheng Feng-er was surprised. She saw Han Changsheng's sword was forced to move in a hurry. Unlike before, he didn't rely on the accurate head, but on the strong internal power to shake off the Phoenix Tail Whip! Wait, didn't this guy have no internal power?!

She was fl.u.s.tered. Lu Qingqian also had the upper hand. Her useless subordinates couldn't beat him, even though he was just one man. Still, she couldn't win the battle with Han Changsheng. She had to find a way.

Ringing the bell faster, Zheng Feng-er said, "Let's talk about it, little brother. This young woman meant nothing evil, only had been suffering from a strange disease. The doctor said we could only cure my disease using the descendant pill of the most handsome man in the world, so I had your friend abducted. I want to borrow his pill from him. Then I'll set him free. As compensation, I would like to commit myself to him for one night."

The purple bloodstains and blue protruding blood veins on Zheng Feng-er's body weren't from birth but caused by recent Qi deviation. Zheng Feng-er used countless methods, inviting several famous doctors to help her. No matter what, she couldn't cure it. Every night, she couldn't sleep from the pain, and her beautiful appearance was destroyed. She killed countless charlatans who couldn't cure her until one doctor prescribed a medicine for her. He claimed she had to use the testes reproductive gland of the most handsome man in the world. That doctor became the only one who had ever treated her. 

"Pfft!" Han Changsheng snorted.

You actually want to use An Yuan's descendant pill as a drug guide? Who came up with that?!

Han Changsheng was gloating a bit, but he was almost willing to stop. He'd let her pluck the dog lord's pill. He would be happy to see the dog's misfortune. But, on second thought, another fire filled his head. The most handsome man in the world?! When he got there, Zheng Feng-er and her men refused to look him in the eye. They'd been starstruck by An Yuan's looks; an insult to him!

Slashing away Zheng Feng-er's whip with his sword, Han Changsheng demanded, "Am I not as handsome as he is?! Hah!?"

Zheng Feng-er was stunned. Didn't he hear she wanted a man's egg? How could there be a man who wanted to deliver it? She kept retreating, but spoke with a smile, "That… If the hero will part with what you cherished, the young woman would be very grateful…"

"Bah!" Han Changsheng said angrily, "Dare to covet Lao Tzu, only in your daydreams!"

Zheng Feng-er: "…"

Zheng Feng-er's weapon was thrown out of her hand. Han Changsheng stepped forward, his hand at her throat.

"I suggest…" Han Changsheng sneered, forcing his palm to her chest and flinging her backward. "You change your doctor!" 

When did Han Changsheng restore his internal strength? When he slammed his hand against her, her body flew out like a fragile piece of paper. Heavily hitting the mountain wall, she choked up black blood!

Seeing their stronghold leader being beaten up, her rude men called to her, "Stronghold leader!" 

Zheng Feng-er slipped down the mountain wall and fell to the ground. Clutching her chest, she kept spitting up blood. Several of her men fighting Qingqian lost their fighting spirit and ran to her side. Han Changsheng's hand was so powerful. It stunned Lu Qingqian. Instead of pursuing the fight, he rushed to Han Changsheng and said, "Head? Your internal power is…" Taking Han Changsheng's pulse, he asked, "When did your internal strength become so powerful?"

"It's called delaying tactics," Han Changsheng said, elated. "There can never be too much deception in a fight. What do you know? I tricked them. Made them relax their vigilance!"

His mouth parting in surprise, Lu Qingqian looked at Han Changsheng with utmost devotion, his eyes bright. "You're powerful!"

After Zheng Feng-er vomited up her black blood, the purple blood mark on her skin started to fade.

"Stronghold leader," one of her men exclaimed. "Your face!"

Zheng Feng-er rose her arm and looked at it, then cried out in surprise. Han Changsheng collided her by mistake, and his palm strike reached her blocked meridians. He'd inadvertently cured her strange disease!

Apart from them, Han Changsheng educated Lu Qingqian. "You dare question your leader? I've told you you think I'm playing around when I practice hard every day. Do you see how much progress I've made in the past half month? In just a short while, I'll have no trouble taking on the Wulin!"

"My savior!" A woman's voice exclaimed, "Please receive this respect from this young woman!"

Han Changsheng and Lu Qingqian turned their heads, only to see Zheng Feng-er leading a group of her men to kneel and worship him. 

"My great savior, we cannot return the favor, "Zheng Feng-er said, "This young woman willingly asks to devote her life to her savior, to work hard, and do anything asked by her savior." 

Han Changsheng had suggested her to change her doctor, but then he got through to her meridians. It inadvertently seemed like he said that he intended to save her. 

"Thank you for saving our stronghold leader! We'll all listen to your commands!"

It shocked Han Changsheng. 

Lu Qingqian was flabbergasted. 

Looking at Han Changsheng with stars in his eyes, Lu Qingqian said, "So, that's what you meant?"

Han Changsheng immediately put on a serious face. "Nonsense! Do you still doubt me?"

Taking the Longyin sword in his hand, Han Changsheng added, "I told you I have a great plot to change Wulin's path. Look at this Longyin sword. It's a meeting gift given to me by Elder Lan Fang, sent by the Yuehua Sect. Elder Lan Fang and Elder Xuanji are fascinated by my style. They adore me. They worship me as their teacher!"

Lu Qingqian clutched his chest over his heart. It was all he could do to keep from fainting in awe. 

Translator(s): Empress
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