Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 419: Living on the Top of the Waves (Part )
As soon as the hour of Mao arrived, the Jade Sword Stage was already surrounded by a crowd.

Compared with yesterday, the crowd was more orderly, and all the thoroughfares were cleared; the scene was also more solemn, because this was no longer a selection open to the public, but had truly come to the fore, with statements in the national newspapers and in countless official documents all stating that the Shaolong Registration Meeting would open today.

Countless luxurious carriages and horses lined up on the road, stretching for who knows how far. The dignitaries, officials, and celebrities sat down and talked on the specially set viewing platform. In the middle of everything, a long and wide road led directly to the Jade Sword Platform. Occasionally, some people in purple clothes and swords walked straight to the platform from here.

The crowd was like the sea, with disciples of the martial arts world and ordinary people mixed together. The local people pointed and talked when the officials passed by, while the martial arts people pointed and talked when the swordsmen entered.

The document submitted by Lord Sui for the sword selection meeting is in line with the Tang Dynasty's current tendency to integrate the martial arts world rather than control it: "The court is above the people, and the martial arts world originates from the common people. The court and the martial arts world are in order and disorder respectively, and they will repel each other when they see each other. But if we use the people as a bridge, everything can be accomplished."

In this crowded environment, the two groups chatted with each other very freely. The common people asked the Jianghu people various questions with fresh curiosity. The Jianghu people and the disciples of the sects also suddenly realized that even if they did not go on the stage, they could still receive so much attention and gaze. They all straightened their backs and felt that the swords on their waists were their faces.

Almost all the storytellers in the city set up their stalls here. There was a small platform every few meters in the crowd. They sat on it and told stories about the talented swordsmen in this sword selection meeting. Some contestants were already famous, so their stories were especially popular.

The huge golden scroll that was displayed yesterday is still hanging on the outer wall of the Jade Sword Platform, and every name on it is clearly visible under the morning light.

The procedures for revising the register have been published and circulated without any cover:
With this golden scroll as the basis, the names were discussed one by one from the bottom up until everyone on the Jade Sword Stage reached a consensus. If there was a difficult decision, the two swordsmen would fly down from the Jade Sword Stage and fight it out on the center sword stage where everyone was watching.

On the other side of the outer wall, there was another blank light black banner of the same size and shape, and the agreed rankings would be written on it one by one with a gold pen. After the competition was over, there was also a final step of re-deciding the rankings based on the performance of the next swordsman.

In short, the purpose of compiling the Shaolong Golden Book this time is to "make every name known to everyone; make every change clear and logical", so that after the book is completed, everyone will be convinced and have no doubts.

However, this request is actually facing unprecedented doubts, because under the bright sunlight and the gaze of countless people, the name ranked first has become more and more eye-catching.

Peiye.

After being spread all night, these two words brought shock and confusion to more and more people.

It was so abrupt and so tough, and whether it was "watching the heroes" or "appearing before the book was completed the day after tomorrow", it all revealed an unusual meaning - as if he was a level higher than everyone else, almost arrogant.

People dug around for information about this name, and in the end only one statement was widely confirmed - this person seemed to be from a small county called Fenghuai in the deep mountains in the north, and was the champion of this year's autumn competition in Bowang Prefecture.

"I was participating in the competition in Bowang Prefecture at the time. He was really amazing. He easily broke the sword of a Liusheng at the competition, and he also had a sword of his own."

This is the information sold by Du Wuniang, which was collected from a Bowang warrior, but the man later added: "But that Pei Ye is the fourth life, and I don't know if this sixth life is the same person."

A martial arts competition in a remote state? Crossing two realms in twenty days?

No definite answer came out, because no one had seen this person, and no one knew where he was now. When asked what he looked like, the warrior's answer was also recorded in the intelligence: "He was wearing green clothes and looked like a 17-year-old boy."

Unless the person does not change his clothes for twenty days.

Although the discussion is getting more and more heated, the revision meeting is still proceeding as normal.

Swordsmen stepped onto the Jade Sword Stage one by one, and countless eyes were fixed on these geniuses who were listed in the Golden Book. It was conceivable that in the next one or two months, their names would spread throughout Shaolong.

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Pei Ye was wearing green clothes.

When I walked over, I was a little surprised. This place was completely different from the boiling atmosphere of yesterday. There were more people and officials, and order was restored.

When he got up this morning, there were soldiers waiting outside. The carriages and horses were ready for him to go downstairs, but he did not go to the pavilion again when he got here. Qu Xin looked at him in confusion, and Pei Ye waved his hand: "You have good eyesight, you go."

Actually, he wanted to get into the cheerful atmosphere and chat with the people around him - if you want to watch the fun, you have to chat while watching, and Qu Xin was obviously not a good person to chat with.

Gao Feigong was still secretly following, while Pei Ye walked forward with the black cat on his shoulder, looking around for a spot amid the chaos of voices.

However, he arrived late and there were almost no seats left. He was just thinking about jumping onto the eaves when a voice suddenly rang out from the side: "Um. Don't you have a seat? How about sitting here?"

Pei Ye turned his head and saw a group of people in blue and white sword uniforms, and it was the Feiyan Sword Sect.

They were still occupying the same seats as yesterday, and the girl was looking at him hesitantly, and there happened to be an empty seat next to her.

"Oh, thank you so much." Pei Ye hurried over with gratitude. This place was indeed good, with shade and a wide view. There was also a storyteller not far away.

The members of Feiyan Sword Sect were dressed neatly and had outstanding temperaments, so people around them did not come close to them to crowd around.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Pei Ye sat down with a smile, "Yesterday I saw two of your brothers were listed in the sword book, congratulations."

Ren Zixin smiled when he heard this, but did not say anything. He raised his chin and gestured towards the long street.

Pei Ye turned his head and saw a blue-and-white figure walking down the main road. The man had a solemn and upright face, clean clothes, neat hair, and a calm demeanor. He held a sword in one hand and talked modestly with a blue-clothed official as he headed towards the Jade Sword Platform.

The storyteller behind him was smiling and saying, "This handsome young man is none other than Zhu Wenyuan, the disciple of the Feiyan Sword School, one of the 'Seven Swordsmen of Longxi'. He is ranked fifty-first in swordplay and is known as the 'Sword that Understands the Wind'. If anyone had watched the swordplay here in the first arena yesterday, they would have remembered his exquisitely wielding 'Black Clothes Sword', which was ranked among the top ten in this arena. He defeated four people in a row in the first arena, and then only lost to one person."

"Su Xingke!"

"That's right!" The storyteller stroked his beard and said, "He only lost to Su Xingke, who is currently ranked fourth in swordsmanship!"

Everyone was amazed. Pei Ye heard someone nearby whisper curiously, "Ah, it seems to be the doorman of this store."

Ren Zixin raised his head slightly and smiled reservedly, "It's a pity that we still can't rank within the top 50. Junior Brother Qi Zhi and I have never beaten anyone."

Pei Ye clapped his hands and exclaimed: "It's already very impressive - it's really unlucky to meet Su Xing in the last game."

"That's right!" Ren Zixin suddenly felt that this strange boy was much more friendly. "I really don't know how they arranged it. Isn't this just sending my senior brother to lose?"

Pei Ye thought that this might be the decision made by Lord Sui and nodded in agreement.

After all, it's someone else's seat.

After Ren Zixin finished his accusation, he felt much more relaxed: "Well, are you here to fight too?"

"Ah, no."

".profound."

At this moment, the crowd around him suddenly cheered loudly, and many people stood up. The storyteller also smiled and said, "Here they come."

Pei Ye looked curiously, and saw three almost identical green carriages stopped at the end. Nan Guannu, wearing a black skirt and a neat bun, was getting off from them. She was like an orchid, and her thin sword was like a flower vine.

The storyteller said in a leisurely voice: "'Blue and white carriage, snow-stepping horse, nine hundred and seventy-two withered swords, and not a single flower in the peach forest'. This is the legendary true disciple of Luoying Mountain, [Sleeping Flowers and Counting Butterflies] - Nan Guannu! The sword is ranked seventh in the Golden Book, temporarily surpassing the equally famous [Pearl Guardian] Qi Mengchen, but it is all a 'small doubt'. The book will be revised today and tomorrow, and the two fairies will most likely have a real sword test!"

The excitement of the onlookers around him was obvious, and they kept leaning their heads out to squeeze in. "Let me see, let me see!"

"Her sword is so beautiful!"

"Is she really that pretty? I can't see her face clearly."

"You said that if trees grow in their stomachs, will their skin also become better?"

Pei Ye had seen Nan Guannu several times before, and he didn't want to stare at him then, but when the crowd gathered, he couldn't help but stick his head out, as if he wanted to see if there were any new changes on this face.

"She got this position by virtue of her sword skills, not her looks, really." Ren Zixin grumbled a little dissatisfiedly, then smiled and said, "You know, she met Senior Brother Qi Zhi practicing sword skills yesterday and even taught him a few moves - her sword skills are really incredible."

Pei Ye moved his gaze to Nan Guannu's sword in time, as if he had never looked at his face, and turned back and asked curiously: "How powerful is it?"

Ren Zixin glanced at the sword on his waist: "You also practice swordsmanship, you should understand - she has been in the 'Spirit' realm for four years."

"Well! That's really amazing."

Ren Zixin sighed, "I was expecting her to get fourth place, but she only got seventh."

Pei Ye comforted him: "The people in front are so amazing."

"That's right. Su Xing is so amazing, yet he only ranks fourth."

At this time, this young man with amazing talent was walking along the long street, and the crowd cheered. But today he did not look around with a smile. He walked towards the Jade Sword Stage with a heavy look in his eyes and holding his sword, as if something was pressing on his head.

Pei Ye nodded: "After all, it was only shown in one match, so Cui Zijie and Xiang Zongyuan might be better in terms of performance."

He asked curiously, "Who do you think is better, Cui Zijie or Xiang Zongyuan?"

"What do you think?"

"I thought it was Cui Zijie. I heard they are five years apart in age."

Ren Zixin shook his head and said with a smile, "Not really! People in the martial arts world like to say that Cui Zhenchuan is very talented, which is true, but when Master Xiang Zongyuan was eighteen years old, he was actually already in the eighth life spirit realm. It is said that he has been studying the Book of Withered Flowers with his master for these years, and he has accumulated a lot of experience. You can't judge a person's sword talent by his age."

"Oh!" Pei Ye suddenly realized, "It seems that the Revision Committee has given it some thought."

But Ren Zixin frowned and said, "I don't know who Pei Ye is."

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"Father said that there must be a reason why this person was listed in the list, but I have never heard of this person. How can he be better than so many outstanding talents?"

Someone nearby echoed: "That's right. No matter how high your sword talent is, you should at least show up like Master Su, right? How can you get first place with nothing but just a name?"

"It is indeed a little hard to convince people."

"Right? Besides, he hasn't shown up yet. In my opinion, he is either trying to curry favor with you out of guilt or he is arrogant and rude. In short, he is probably a shameless person."

"Ah?! That's not necessarily true."

"Hmm?" Ren Zixin frowned and tilted his head.

"Well, didn't the Xiu Li Hui say that he was seriously injured and hadn't recovered yet? I think it was really painful, and he probably couldn't fight that many games. He could only come here to spar at the end."

".That's a bit possible." Ren Zixin reluctantly agreed, tilting his head and saying, "Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you this before. My name is Ren Zixin, what's your name?"

"." Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, "Ah, my name is... that Zhang Siche!"

"Oh, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you."

The hour of noon finally arrived, and as countless people were eagerly waiting, that clear voice read a solemn "Preface to the Jade Sword Platform Revision", and the discussion began amid cheers.

The first item under discussion was Cai Wuzhi, who was ranked 72nd. Even though the compilation committee gave him the final evaluation of "agreed: no worries", and no one at the sword debate meeting raised the issue of his inappropriate ranking, he still challenged the 71st place himself.

Thus, the first sword fight of the Xiu Ce began. However, Cai Wuzhi was defeated by his opponent after only seven moves.

A clear voice spread throughout the room: "First proposal: Cai Wuzhi, seventy-two proposed seventy-one, settled. All parties have no doubt, seventy-two."

Then this name emerged from the last column on the black background and was finalized.

Not many people laughed at him. Although he was ranked "Wu Yu" last, he was still willing to fight forward. It was better than trying to save face and be proud to be applauded. His master accepted the result without any worries, and the second discussion on sword began immediately.

Pei Ye sat among the chatting and laughing crowd. The storyteller behind him was describing each swordsman in detail in reverse order. He looked up at the tall jade sword platform. He could not see the people on it, nor did he know what they were talking about. However, he suddenly began to look forward to the moment when they would discuss the last few points.

Because the discussions about "Pei Ye" around us have never stopped.

The two words "Pei Ye" are still clearly hung on the first column of the golden painting. Whether it is questioning, curiosity, expectation, or ridicule, sarcasm, or even insults, in short, even though the discussion on swordsmanship has begun, this topic still firmly occupies every gap.

For the first time, Pei Ye felt so clearly that he had seized so many benefits, some of which did not even exist - one person said that if Pei Ye had not suddenly appeared, he might have been the 72nd.

In short, he became the target of the most powerful light.

Pei Ye seemed to be oblivious to it in the first hour, and even found it somewhat amusing, but as time went on and the topic still did not stop, the young man inevitably began to feel a little annoyed, especially when he realized that he was among only a few dozen people while there were nearly 200,000 people here.

Are they all talking about "Pei Ye" like this?

Suddenly I really want to win.

And amidst this never-ending discussion, a shocking piece of news began to spread at an unimaginable speed.

——At the time of Si, the Shaolong Immortal Platform announced the "Happy Death and Guimian" case to the world, reminding the entire world to be vigilant against this dangerous organization.

That horrific incident actually happened in Kongtong in September. Some details revealed between the lines shocked everyone. Among the many unimaginable and shocking names, the word "Pei Ye" appeared so clearly for the first time.

(End of this chapter)