Wangquan Fugui, Sword Immortal Su Yu

Su Yu flicked Wangquan Fugui on the forehead. "With your pathetic skills, you want to go beyond the Boundary? Are you looking to get yourself killed?"

Wangquan Fugui said indignantly, "Uncle Yu, I’m already the strongest among the younger generation of the family! Among cultivators under thirty, no one is a match for me!"

"What are you so proud of? Your father was far stronger than you back then, yet several of his companions died, and only he and one other person escaped alive," Su Yu said.

Wangquan Fugui’s eyes were resolute. "One day, I’ll surpass my father! I’ll become the true number one of the Wangquan Family."

Su Yu smiled. "I used to believe that you could. But don’t even think about it now. Your father and mother’s strength has improved tremendously. Even if they went beyond the Boundary now, they’d have the means to protect themselves."

Wangquan Fugui looked at Su Yu suspiciously. "Uncle Yu, how do you know so much about my parents? Even Butler Fei probably doesn’t know their current situation!"

Su Yu froze for a moment, as though he had said too much. He laughed and said, "Well, looks like I can’t hide it anymore. Actually, I was once a Sword Immortal myself. Back then, your father insisted on making me his big brother. Sigh, so I reluctantly agreed."

Wangquan Fugui looked at Su Yu with utter disbelief. After a moment, he said, "Uncle Yu, you can keep reminiscing here by yourself. I’m leaving."

With that, Wangquan Fugui jumped down from the roof and left Su Yu’s courtyard.

Su Yu smiled faintly. "That little brat. Your father got a huge bargain by having me as his big brother, and you’re still dissatisfied? If I told you your father had to call me Senior, you’d probably believe me even less."

Early the next morning, Su Yu arrived at Wangquan Fugui’s courtyard. The moment Wangquan Fugui woke up, he saw Su Yu standing beside his bed with a smile on his face, scaring him so badly that he shuddered.

"Uncle Yu, why are you here? You scared me half to death," Wangquan Fugui said gloomily.

Su Yu smiled. "Well, didn’t you say you didn’t believe I was a Sword Immortal? So today, I’ll let you see my sword!"

Wangquan Fugui looked at Su Yu speechlessly, then was promptly dragged outside by him.

Su Yu and Wangquan Fugui arrived in the courtyard. Su Yu picked up a Wooden Sword and pointed it at the Wooden Dummy ahead. "Kid, watch closely! Today, I’ll show you the sword of a Sword Immortal!"

As he spoke, Su Yu narrowed his eyes. An indescribably wondrous aura suddenly surged from his body. Wangquan Fugui’s expression turned serious. Could everything Su Yu said be true?

"Ha!"

Su Yu condensed his Sword Will into the Wooden Sword, then swung it at the Wooden Dummy.

In an instant, the skies and winds changed color. Su Yu’s sword snapped in half, while the Wooden Dummy was completely unharmed.

Wangquan Fugui: "…"

Su Yu stood there blankly. His attempt to show off had failed. Smacking his forehead, he muttered, "Damn it, I forgot this isn’t my Wooden Sword. How could it possibly withstand the Sword Will I unleashed?"

Originally, Su Yu had planned to slash the Wooden Dummy from afar and reduce it to splinters so fine that even the wind could carry them away. Unfortunately, his attempt to show off had failed.

At that moment, Wangquan Fugui said, "Uncle Yu, let’s stop fooling around. I’m going to practice my swordsmanship."

With that, Wangquan Fugui turned and left. Su Yu immediately shouted, "Hey, don’t be in such a hurry! Let me demonstrate it for you properly!"

Wangquan Fugui looked completely unconcerned. "Uncle Yu, I could chop that Wooden Dummy apart when I was three. Don’t waste your effort. Can chopping a Wooden Dummy make someone a Sword Immortal?"

With that, Wangquan Fugui left the courtyard.

Su Yu: "… Damn it. I wanted to pretend to be some reclusive master who lived off freeloading, but now I’ve really become a freeloader. Forget it, forget it. It’s not that I refused to teach him swordsmanship—he’s the one who didn’t want to learn. None of my business anymore."

Ten years later.

That year, Wangquan Fugui was sixteen years old and had already become the number one person in the Wangquan Family. Of course, that did not include Wangquan Baye. His father was still his father. If Wangquan Baye were included, Wangquan Fugui could only remain second forever.

Wangquan Fugui’s fate developed much like it had in the original story. The only change was his relationship with Su Yu. After what happened when Wangquan Fugui was six, Su Yu never again claimed to be a Sword Immortal or anything like that. Still, he often chatted nonsense with Wangquan Fugui, and their relationship gradually grew closer.

In the cold and indifferent Wangquan Family, Wangquan Fugui truly felt that Su Yu was his only family.

One day, Qing Tong came to Wangquan Fugui’s room to deliver a love letter on behalf of his junior sister. From then on, the story of Wangquan Fugui and Qing Tong began.

Not long afterward, Qing Tong began weaving scenes of the outside world for Wangquan Fugui. Su Yu had only ever told Wangquan Fugui about those sights, but that was far inferior to seeing them with his own eyes.

Su Yu had been keeping an eye on the young couple. He knew Qing Tong would surely be discovered before long. Although Wangquan Baye was absent, the Wangquan Family’s elders were all present. They definitely would not let Qing Tong off easily. When that time came, there would be quite a show.

Thinking of this, Su Yu revealed a smile. Dongfang Yuechu should have left Tushan by now as well. A good show was about to begin.

Before long, just as Su Yu had expected, Qing Tong was caught by the Great Elder of the Wangquan Family. Then Wangquan Fugui was summoned and ordered to kill Qing Tong with his own hands.

After all, he could not allow a Taoist Soldier to show mercy toward demons from now on.

Su Yu conjured a bucket of popcorn and a cup of cola. Eating popcorn and drinking cola, he smiled. "The climax is here. Time to watch the show."

Wangquan Fugui picked up the Wangquan Sword. With a flash of sword light, the ropes around Qing Tong’s body were severed.

Wangquan Fugui threw the Wangquan Sword to the ground, then picked Qing Tong up in his arms. He turned and walked outside. As he walked, he thought, If we can make it out alive, would you be willing to see all the mountains and rivers of the world with me?

Although Wangquan Fugui had only spoken in his heart, Su Yu could still hear it. He watched Wangquan Fugui carry Qing Tong step by step toward the outside, while everyone in the Wangquan Family surrounded him, all of them shouting for blood.

Several people immediately rushed forward, but Wangquan Fugui sent them flying with a few kicks. Right afterward, everyone in the Wangquan Family controlled their swords. Countless flying swords rose into the sky, all aimed at Wangquan Fugui.

Wangquan Fugui continued walking without the slightest fear. Su Yu clapped his hands. Time to show off… no, time to save someone!

Su Yu took out his own Wooden Sword. With a flash, he appeared beside Wangquan Fugui. Everyone froze, Wangquan Fugui included.

Su Yu smiled faintly. "Kid, you didn’t have the chance to see my sword ten years ago. This time, watch carefully!"

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