Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 224

Chapter 224: Rampant! Saving the Fox Race!

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

After the two teams b.u.mped into each other, West Prefecture City Lord, Ye Wuzheng and Qin Mengli alighted from the chariot and went forward to pay their greetings. Meanwhile, White Cloud City Lord had also alighted as he brought Young Lord Ye Feng along with him.

Both sides b.u.mped into each other during the journey. After which, they greeted each other. Their greetings were equally respectful. However, generally speaking, West Prefecture City Lord and Qin Mengli's greetings were slightly more respectful while White Cloud City Lord, Ye Wucheng, was more arrogant and reserved. After all, White Cloud City Lord Ye Wucheng was of the same rank as Qin Wanchou.

Meanwhile, White Cloud City Young Lord Ye Feng's att.i.tude was completely opposite to his father. When he was greeting West Prefecture City Lord Ye Wuzheng, there were no signs of respect and merely bent over his waist slightly before speaking, “Nephew greets uncle.”

Sure enough, Qin Mengli's husband, Ye Wuzheng, was White Cloud City Lord's younger brother.

After they had greeted each other, Ye Feng started to look around. Very quickly, his gaze fell onto Yang Dingtian's face. Immediately, ice-cold hostility could be seen within his gaze. There were also traces of despising and disdain within him. However, he didn't rush over to find trouble with him immediately. Rather, his gaze revealed traces of sneering and warning.

After which, both groups started to converge together. They were preparing to head towards the Red Stone Castle Station that was dozens of miles away and rest for the night.

This Red Stone Castle was already the Northwest Qin City's territory. Furthermore, it was controlled and supported by Qin Clan. This Red Stone Castle was in a way related to Yang Dingtian. The Red Stone Castle Lord's daughter, Qin Hongmian, had died under the sword of Yang Dingtian.

At around the evening, both groups of thousands of people entered the Red Stone Castle.

Indeed, this Red Stone Castle's pillar was colored in full red. It was an extremely stable and grand castle. Just this castle alone had already occupied over a hundred hectares. The tallest lookout tower was close to a hundred meters. It was able to garrison as much as a few thousand soldiers. Indeed, it was one of the most important areas of the Northwest Qin Clan in the southeast territory.

Meanwhile, Red Stone Castle Lord, Qin Zhongtian, had led hundreds of important officials from the Red Stone Castle and greeted them from 20 miles away respectfully.

Over here, the disparity of Qin Zhongtian's att.i.tude was very obvious. When he was facing the White Cloud City Lord Ye Wucheng, there were traces of politeness. But when he was facing Qin Mengli, it was filled with fawn and flatter. From start to finish, the Red Stone Castle Lord had never once straightened his waist. He treated Qin Mengli like his mistress.

Qin Zhongtian couldn't be counted as someone with no position. He was the person in charge of a 200-mile territory around the Red Stone Castle. He could be counted as a feudal lord in Northwest Qin City. However, before Qin Mengli, he was like a slave.

Both sides consist of cavalries that were over a thousand. According to practices, other than roughly 200 close guards, the remaining troops will have to be stationed outside of the castle.

As the highest commander for this ground of a thousand cavalries, Yang Dingtian could also enter the Red Stone Castle and enjoy a cozy guest room himself. Furthermore, there would be two to three maidservants serving him.

The maidservant had come forward to inform Yang Dingtian and got him to leave for the banquet in the Red Stone Castle hall after was.h.i.+ng up and changing into an elegant and cozy bright gown.

Yang Dingtian followed her and entered the castle banquet. At this moment inside the hall, there were around ten people who had taken their seats.

There were approximately forty to fifty tables within the hall. Yang Dingtian's seat could be considered at the forefront. At the ninth table on his right, Qin Mengli and the other guest had yet to arrive.

At this moment, the sky had already turned completely dark. The whole hall was lit by thousands of candle flame, causing the hall to be as bright as daytime.

Yang Dingtian sat on his seat. Before him was a half-person tall table, it was approximately 1.5 meters long and 80 centimeters wide. All kinds of rare delicacies, liquor and fruits were placed on top of it. In this place, each person had their own table. There would also be a tender and good looking maidservant serving beside them.

Not long after Yang Dingtian arrived, the rest of the guests had also arrived in succession.

Only after everyone had arrived did the three most important guests for the night show up. They were Qin Mengli, Ye Wucheng, and Ye Wuzheng, respectively.

These three individuals sat at the foremost three tables.

The first table on their left was accompanied by Red Stone Castle Lord, Qin Zhongtian, while Ye Feng, the Young Lord of White Cloud City, sat at the first table on their right. He lifted his head and looked around. His expression was of arrogance.

As for Yan Bieqin, his seat was right after Yang Dingtian.

Along with the Red Stone Castle Lord Qin Zhongtian's signal, Qin Mengli announced the start of the banquet. After that, the music started playing, and dozens of graceful and beautiful female dancers started to dance gracefully around the center of the hall.

Everyone exchanged their toast and enjoyed the delicacies.

Of course, such an occasion was unrelated to Yang Dingtian. The majority of the time, he only needed to lower his head to enjoy the wine and meat. There would never be a time for him to speak because, in this kind of banquet, only those in the second or third row had the qualification to chat.

However, even though he didn't find any trouble, troubles would still look for him.

After White Cloud City Young Lord had drunk a mouth of wine, he spoke to West Prefecture City Lord, Ye Wuzheng, “Uncle, I heard that your city guards had recently recruited a new cavalry commander. His martial arts is extremely outstanding. Why not let everyone experience it?”

Yang Dingtian was immediately angered in his heart as he muttered, “d.a.m.n it. This little b.a.s.t.a.r.d insists on provoking me.”

West Prefecture City Lord Ye Wuzheng looked towards Yang Dingtian, “Shen Lang, Commander Shen, this is White Cloud City Young Lord. Get up and give him a toast.”

Yang Dingtian frowned and didn't get up. He carried his wine cup and lifted it at Ye Feng. After that, he gulped it down in a shot.

Yang Dingtian's actions could be counted as extremely rude. Immediately, Ye Wuzheng's complexion changed slightly. The gaze he looked at Yang Dingtian was filled with chilliness.

Ye Feng's complexion turned angry, “Commander Shen, is this how you propose a toast?”

Yang Dingtian frowned and replied casually, “I'm Madam Qin's cavalry guard commander and not White Cloud City's commander. I don't have to be too courteous towards you.”

The words were filled with arrogance and unruly. Immediately, even White Cloud City Lord Ye Wucheng's complexion had also turned slightly.

“Haha…” Ye Feng was angered to the point of laughing. He turned his gaze over and spoke, “Hearsay Commander Shen's martial arts is extremely outstanding. Otherwise, you wouldn't have managed to become Madam Qin guard commander. It just so happens that my guard commander's martial skills haven't been improving. Why doesn't Commander Shen have a round or two with him?”

After Ye Feng spoke, a martial warrior opposite of Yang Dingtian stood up immediately. He held a sword in his hand and gave Yang Dingtian a bow, “White Cloud City Cavalry's 2nd commander, Murong s.h.i.+ hopes to ask Commander Shen for advice.”

Yang Dingtian looked towards Qin Mengli immediately. He discovered that she was talking and smiling with Ye Wucheng. She was smiling happily, causing her to be incomparably beautiful. Furthermore, she didn't even look towards Yang Dingtian. Rather, Su Mei's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

Ye Feng looked at Yang Dingtian and smiled coldly, “Don't tell me Commander Shen is afraid of fighting. You have to know you are representing Madam Qin's reputation.”

Meanwhile, Murong s.h.i.+ was also smiling slightly, “Commander Shen, it's extremely uninteresting to accompany a woman dance in the banquet. Competing in martial arts and crossing sword blows is better off with the wine. How about you and I head down to have a match to help everyone enjoy the wine.”

Yang Dingtian frowned, “You can either do it yourself or find someone else if you wish to liven things up. I'm not interested.”

Once such words were spoken, the atmosphere immediately turned silent. Everyone looked at Yang Dingtian in disbelief. Wasn't this person too arrogant and impudent? He actually dared to say he wasn't interested. Not to mention rejecting the battle in front of so many people.

In fact, everyone present had a slight knowledge of Yang Dingtian's true ident.i.ty. They knew that he was Qin Mengli's lover.

To put it nicely, he could be called a lover. But to put it crudely, he was just a boy toy and gigolo. He was clearly a person of low position. What qualifications did he have to act so arrogant and impudent?

The moment Yang Dingtian spoke out, Ye Wucheng's complexion turned cold. He stamped his wine cup onto the table. Meanwhile, West Prefecture City Lord Ye Wuzheng's complexion had already turned extremely cold. He didn't bother to conceal the anger in his gaze so much that he looked at Qin Mengli in a somewhat blaming manner.

Yang Dingtian wasn't bothered by it as he lowered his head to eat and drink. It was as if nothing was related to him.

Ye Feng had placed himself in a somewhat awkward situation. Immediately, he smiled towards Qin Mengli, “Madam Qin, this guard commander of yours is indeed somewhat bizarre.”

Qin Mengli glanced at him casually and didn't speak.

When Red Stone Castle castle lord Qin Zhongtian saw this, he immediately tried to smooth things over, “It's a good thing that Commander Murong wishes to liven things up by having a martial art contest. My son is slow-witted, and it just so happens that Commander Murong can give him a pointer or two.”

After he spoke, a handsome youth stood up. He came to the center of the hall and spoke to Murong s.h.i.+, “Commander Murong, please.”

Murong s.h.i.+ could only smile slightly. He bowed and greeted, “Young Castle Lord, please.”

After which, he unsheathed his sword and went down. He exchanged pointers with Red Stone Castle Young Lord at the center of the hall to liven things up.

Yang Dingtian was not the slightest bit interested in this compet.i.tion as he glanced at it uninterestedly. Approximately four to five minutes later, Red Stone Castle Young Lord had won by a meager. Murong s.h.i.+ had lost by half a move and was flushed with anger as he withdrew.

Normally speaking, the host had to be lenient towards their guests. However, Red Stone Castle Young Lord did not show any leniency for this battle. It was clear that Qin Zhongtian sensed the uneasiness in Qin Mengli's heart and wanted to help her vent it out slightly. The meaning behind it was, ‘This is my Northwest Qin City's territory. It's not your White Cloud City's turn to criticize others yet.'

Qin Zhongtian also looked down on Yang Dingtian, but he had no choice but to protect him at this moment.

Although fine liquor and delicacies continued to be served uninterruptedly while Qin Zhongtian fawned upon everyone in every possible way after the compet.i.tion, the banquet atmosphere could no longer be able to liven up. In less than an hour later, Ye Wucheng said that this was enough. He stood up and left.

After that, everyone present placed down their wine cup and chopsticks in succession regardless of whether they had eaten their fill. Subsequently, the banquet had officially come to an end.

After he returned back to his room, Qin Mengli had still yet to send anyone over to call for Yang Dingtian. It was as if both of them had sunk into a cold deadlock war.

Yang Dingtian laid on top of his bed and did not remove his clothing. He closed his eyes and laid on top of the bed to rest immediately. He was planning how he was going to obtain the other half of Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map after entering the Northwest Qin City in his mind.

As for the plan, Yang Dingtian had thought over it countless times in his mind. But ultimately, he couldn't form a plan out because it was indeed very hard. Yang Dingtian thought of numerous plans, but none of them was practical.

All of a sudden, while Yang Dingtian had closed his eyes and rested, a burst of extremely light and fast footsteps could be heard from the outside. He immediately erected both his ears. Honestly speaking, he had never once heard such graceful and relaxed footsteps. It was totally different from human footsteps, so much that it was even faster than the cats on earth.

Subsequently, a grey shadow entered from the window crack at lightning speed. After which, it wanted to get into the bottom of Yang Dingtian's bed rapidly.

Yang Dingtian made his move in an extremely quick manner as his palm stretched out suddenly.

Immediately, that shadow b.u.mped onto Yang Dingtian's palm directly as he felt a sense of softness and smoothness.

Yang Dingtian stared at it. Immediately, he saw a graceful and peerless small face as well as an exquisite and delicate pet.i.te body.

This was a little girl. It seemed that she was around 140 centimeters tall. Her weight wouldn't exceed 25 to 30 kilograms and looked extremely charming and exquisite.

She started off struggling and wanted to escape after she got captured by Yang Dingtian. Subsequently, she opened up her small mouth and wanted to bite onto Yang Dingtian's hand. Finally, when she was at her wit's end, she widened her big beautiful eyes and looked at Yang Dingtian miserably.

“Big brother, please let me off. Please save me!”

Her tone was extremely soft and pleasant to listen to. It was to the point that it brought along a trace of sweet and charming feel naturally. However, her articulation wasn't very clear. It sounded like a foreigner speaking Chinese on earth.

After which, Yang Dingtian discovered that this girl's ears looked extremely weird. Unexpectedly, they were pointy and small; furthermore, snow-white furs grew on them. Subsequently, Yang Dingtian got even more startled when he discovered that this girl was dragging a snow-white tail at the back of her b.u.t.tock. And because she was nervous right now, it was trembling slightly as it swayed left and right.

Her face was only about a palm-size big when he looked at it once again. It looked exactly like the melon seed face with a pair of big watery eyes. Her pupils were also slightly dark blue.

“You aren't human?” Yang Dingtian inquired softly.

“I'm human…” The girl replied with slight annoyance.

Yang Dingtian carried her up and turned her around. He finally confirmed that she wasn't a human, and this was a little girl from the Foxman Race. She belonged to the demi-human race that lived at the edge of human civilization.