Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 132: Spring Dream Wuhen

As Shen Ping'an and the others took their seats, the seats next to Shen Ping'an were already reserved by Yaoyue and Zhang Sanniang. Qu Feiyan and Shen Qingshan could only sit opposite Shen Ping'an next to Lianxing.

After tossing down a few loose silver coins as a tip, the waiter turned and went downstairs with a big smile on his face.

Qu Feiyan then placed the freshly washed cups, plates, bowls, and chopsticks in front of Shen Ping'an and the others.

While waiting for the food to be served, Shen Qingshan looked at Qu Feiyan and said, "You brought us directly to this Fulin Restaurant. Have you been to Fuzhou City before?"

Qu Feiyan nodded gently and said, "My grandfather brought me here three years ago, and we stayed here for more than a month, so I am quite familiar with it."

After saying that, Qu Feiyan rested her chin on her hand and said with a hint of helplessness, "I wonder if Grandpa has arrived in Fuzhou City yet."

The group had learned about Qu Feiyan's background through Shen Ping'an over the past few days.

They also knew that Qu Feiyan had been following Qu Yang around since she was a child.

Zhang San Niang asked curiously, "Don't you have any way to contact Senior Qu?"

Qu Feiyan sighed and said, "There are many factions within the Sun Moon Sect, and my grandfather also has enemies within the sect. So for safety, we used to set up a new way of communicating every time we parted ways."

“But since my grandfather entrusted me to the Shen family, no new means of communication have been established, so I can’t contact him now.”

Lianxing said, "It's alright. If Young Master Shen's information is correct, your grandfather will naturally come tomorrow, and then you and your grandfather will be reunited."

Qu Feiyan nodded and said, "With you here, young master, let alone the Five Mountains Sword Sect, even if you add the Sun Moon Divine Sect, it's nothing to worry about."

His words were arrogant, but to others, they didn't sound amiss at all.

Zhang San Niang and her two daughters had personally witnessed Shen Ping An's strength.

Even if one suppresses their cultivation to the second level of the Heavenly Gang Realm, it would still be enough to kill a martial artist at the third level of the Heavenly Human Realm.

Such combat power is simply terrifying.

The current leader of the Moon Goddess Cult, Dongfang Bubai, is said to be only at the second level of the Heavenly Gang Realm, and the "Sunflower Manual" he cultivates is only of the lower grade of the Heavenly Rank.

Even Zhang San Niang and her two daughters could be defeated, let alone Shen Ping An.

As for the Five Mountains Sword Sect...

They're just a bunch of worthless bums and dogs, not worth mentioning.

The group chatted naturally.

Shen Ping'an simply listened quietly.

Just then, a faint breath entered his nose, and Shen Ping'an raised his face slightly, a cold smile curling up from the corner of his mouth.

The next second, Shen Ping'an picked up the teacup on the table. As the teacup was brought close to his lips, a little bit of medicinal powder suddenly appeared on Shen Ping'an's index finger and then stuck to the tea in the cup.

After finishing the cup of tea, Shen Ping'an slowly began to circulate his internal energy.

He immediately picked up the teapot on the table, opened the lid to take a look, and then poured some tea into Zhang San Niang and Yao Yue's cups.

After handing the teapot to Shen Qingshan and filling everyone's cups with tea, Shen Ping'an finally spoke, "This tea has a delicate aroma; it's quite good!"

Zhang San Niang and Yao Yue had not touched the tea in front of them.

Hearing what Shen Ping'an said, the two of them followed his advice and took a small sip of tea.

It's unclear whether it was because of Shen Ping'an's earlier comments, or because Shen Ping'an himself poured the tea into their cups.

After the tea entered their mouths, the two could feel a delicate tea aroma followed by a sweet aftertaste.

"Not bad!"

In response, Yaoyue nodded slightly and commented.

As everyone drank their tea, Shen Ping'an quietly placed his left hand behind his back.

As the true energy circulated, wisps of brown smoke rose up and silently mixed into the surrounding air.

And the wisps of strong wind were also blowing in from Shen Ping'an's side.

However, the gusts of wind were too gentle, and everyone was sitting by the railing.

It made one feel as if the strong winds were blowing in from the outside.

The most peculiar thing is that even though Shen Ping'an's internal energy was constantly circulating, neither Zhang San Niang nor Yao Yue, who were sitting next to him, could detect the fluctuations in Shen Ping'an's internal energy.

A few breaths later, under Shen Ping'an's gaze, the man wearing a bamboo hat on the table next to him slowly put down the jade chopsticks in his hand.

A maid immediately stepped forward, carefully wrapped the jade chopsticks in a piece of silk, and placed them in a jade box.

Then, the four maids quickly turned and went downstairs.

"Sir, we are ready!"

Half an hour later, a soft voice suddenly rang out from below.

Hearing the sound, Qu Feiyan curiously peeked her head out from behind the railing and saw the four beautiful maids carrying a bamboo sedan chair, also covered in white gauze, standing at the entrance of the restaurant. At the same time, the man wearing a bamboo hat suddenly slapped the table, using the momentum to float down from the second floor and land steadily in the bamboo sedan chair below.

As the man entered the bamboo sedan chair, four maids carried it towards one side of the street.

With four beautiful maids acting as sedan chair bearers, such a grand display and behavior inevitably attracted the attention of passersby along the way.

"This guy, he makes such a fuss over a meal? Why jump out the window when there's a way out?"

Lianxing, who had also taken in the situation, said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect to encounter a master at the seventh level of the Heavenly Gang Realm so soon after entering Fuzhou City."

"Seventh level of the Heavenly Gang Realm?"

Upon hearing what Lianxing said, Qu Feiyan and Shen Qingshan were shocked.

After pondering for a while, Zhang San Niang said, "If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the Master Wuhen, known as 'Spring Dream Without a Trace' on the Grandmaster Ranking."

Upon hearing Zhang San Niang's words, the others looked somewhat surprised.

A few moments later, Qu Feiyan, having regained her senses, glanced at the street and muttered, "So this guy is the Wuhen Young Master, no wonder he's being so fussy about having a meal."

Wuhen Gongzi, along with Gu Santong and Zhu Wushi, became famous in the martial arts world twenty years ago and were listed on the list of geniuses.

Legend has it that he was well-versed in astronomy, geography, the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, Qimen Dunjia, agricultural irrigation, economics and military strategy, and was a true genius of his time.

His signature move, "A Rain of Flowers and Coins," is said to have never failed him.

There are also many descriptions of the Wuhen Gongzi in the martial arts world.

It is said that the handsome young master Wuhen is no less beautiful than the handsome Jiang Feng, and every woman who sees him is captivated by him.

All those who have seen the true face of the Traceless Gentleman have perished. To prevent anyone from suffering the same fate again, the Traceless Gentleman always covers his face with a bamboo hat when he goes out, making it difficult for people to see his true face.

The Baixiaoge Pavilion provides very little information about the Wuhen Gongzi, only saying that he loves wearing white clothes, has severe mysophobia, and that, according to legend, his feet never touch the ground when he appears, and that four women always carry his sedan chair for him.

This matched exactly what the others had seen earlier.

Listening to their conversation, Shen Ping'an glanced at the spot where the Wuhen Gongzi had been sitting.

A disdainful smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"A fleeting dream leaves no trace; so that's what it means."

Although Shen Ping'an's voice wasn't loud, the people who were not far from him naturally heard his words clearly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Shen Ping'an.

"Cousin, is there a problem?" Shen Qingshan asked.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ping'an remained silent. Instead, he flicked his finger, and a wisp of energy instantly rushed into his teacup.

As the tea in the cup rippled, the group noticed that the originally green tea in Shen Ping'an's cup had quickly turned crimson.

"What? Someone poisoned him?"

Upon discovering that the tea in Shen Ping'an's cup was poisoned, the expressions of the group all changed.

Before the others could think further, Shen Ping'an waved his hand and said, "Don't worry! I added the medicine myself. Not only the medicine in my cup, but also some medicine in the tea you just drank."

At this moment, Yaoyue and Zhang Sanniang recalled Shen Ping'an's earlier actions of pouring tea and had a sudden realization.

Lianxing asked in confusion, "Why would Young Master Shen mix drugs into our drinks for no reason?"

If it were anyone else, upon discovering that they had been drugged, not only would Yaoyue and Lianxing be furious, but even Zhang Sanniang would immediately erupt in anger.

However, since the person who drugged them was Shen Ping'an, none of them were worried that Shen Ping'an would harm them.

After all, in the eyes of Zhang San Niang and the other two women, if Shen Ping An wanted to harm them, there was absolutely no need for him to poison them.

Therefore, when Lianxing asked the question, Zhang Sanniang and Yaoyue also looked at Shen Ping'an with curiosity.

Meeting their gazes, Shen Ping'an said calmly, "These medicines are to counteract the poison we just suffered from."

Upon hearing this, the group of people were taken aback.

Zhang San Niang, recalling Shen Ping'an's previous reaction, asked, "Does Young Master Shen mean that Young Master Wuhen?"

Shen Ping'an nodded slightly and said, "Not bad!"

Shen Ping'an glanced at the reddish-brown tea in the cup and said softly, "The poison they used is called 'Ghost Palace Incense,' a tracking drug similar to 'Thousand Mile Fragrance.'"

After a pause, Shen Ping'an continued, "Not only that, but once this 'Guardian Incense' has been in the human body for two hours, the medicine inside will turn into a sleeping potion, which even a Heavenly Gang Realm martial artist would find difficult to resist."

"Furthermore, those who are poisoned and fall into a coma will enter a state of lethargy, which greatly increases people's interest."

"Therefore, this 'gecko incense' was specially made for people to steal jade and fragrance."

(End of this chapter)