The Legend of the Young Swordsman: A Prequel - A Phantom Melody Embarks on a Journey Through the Mar

"Help Xiao Ruofeng?"

Hearing this, she put down the wine glass she had raised. She asked Sikong Changfeng a question with some uncertainty, which was met with a nod of confirmation from Sikong Changfeng.

The moment he saw him nod, Helian Yun Shen no longer had any doubts or uncertainties. He picked up the wine glass that had been put down again and drank the wine in it in one gulp.

"Should we help him fight for the throne?"

He put down the empty wine glass, his deep eyes fixed on Sikong Changfeng as he asked a question. Sikong Changfeng, without speaking, simply nodded in response to the question.

Upon seeing this, Helian Yunshen understood what was going on.

Out of good intentions, I offered a reminder to Sikong Changfeng.

"I think you are all attracted by his chivalrous spirit. If you are in the position of fighting for the throne for him, you should be prepared that he might not do it."

With his deep-rooted江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) spirit, he might not be so interested in the so-called throne.

“I know, but I think His Highness the Ninth Prince will be able to recognize the great responsibility that comes his way and what he will have to bear. After all, he has a sense of righteousness in his heart.”

Sikong Changfeng may be aware of this to some extent, but he still wants to believe that His Highness the Ninth Prince will make the right choice when faced with this decision.

Instead of stubbornly refusing to bear it!

Seeing Sikong Changfeng's naive fantasies, she chose not to continue. Ultimately, this was Sikong Changfeng's choice, and no one could make that decision for him.

"Alright, Brother Helian, let's drink! It's been so many years since we last met, why are we talking about these things!"

Seeing the heavy atmosphere and the somber tone of their conversation, Sikong Changfeng, not wanting the atmosphere to continue, raised his glass and invited Helian Yunshen to drink.

Let's not talk about these things anymore.

Hearing him say that, Helian Yunshen didn't think about continuing the conversation with him. He abandoned his previous thoughts and focused on drinking with Sikong Changfeng.

In the private room of the tavern

All that could be heard was the clinking of glasses and the two men's cheerful laughter; the heavy conversation from before was gone.

…………

In the blink of an eye

Helian Yun Shen has been in Tianqi City for more than a month and a half. During this time, Helian Yun Shen has mostly stayed at home, and the only time he goes out is to drink and chat with Lei Meng Sha and others.

The rest of the people hardly thought of meeting up. Even Xiao Ruofeng, with whom they had a fairly good relationship, hadn't met up many times. The only times they did meet were when Lei Mengsha or Sikong Changfeng brought them to the tavern for drinks.

In the mansion

"call!"

He exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly placed his hands at his sides. His closed eyes opened, and he looked down at his hands.

Then I looked at the results I had created.

"My 'Angry Buddha Palm' technique has gained another move during this period of time through my insights and research on some Buddhist martial arts. It's not good to call it 'Angry Buddha Palm' anymore."

Let's rename it "The Palm of the Greatly Compassionate Buddha"!

After much deliberation, Helian Yun Shen renamed his martial art "Wrathful Heart Buddha Palm" to "Great Compassion Buddha Palm".

"Young Master, Prince Jingyu has sent a marriage invitation!"

The butler jogged up to Helian Yun Shen, holding a wedding invitation in his hand, and said to Helian Yun Shen as he stopped.

Helian Yun Shen raised his hand and took a wedding invitation into his own hand. The moment he opened the invitation, he saw the contents of the invitation for Jingyu King Xiao Ruojin to take a concubine.

"Don't go!"

He casually tossed the wedding invitation to the housekeeper.

He also gave the steward his own reply, and the steward listened to Helian Yun Shen's reply and offered some advice.

"Young Master, this Prince Jingyu is the Ninth Prince's elder brother. And the Ninth Prince is very favored by His Majesty. Wouldn't it be bad for you to refuse him like this?"

Furthermore, you and His Highness the Ninth Prince share a bond; wouldn't not going sever that bond?

"So be it. I don't care about this at all. So don't say anything more."

Hearing the housekeeper's words of concern for him.

Helian Yun Shen remained unconcerned. What was the point of maintaining a relationship that was severed over such a trivial matter? Besides, he had promised the current emperor to keep his distance from the princes, and he was keeping his word.

He would never go back on his word!

"I understand, young master."

Seeing Helian Yun Shen's resolute words, the steward did not persist. After replying, he left the courtyard with the marriage invitation. After the steward left, Helian Yun Shen continued to practice the "Great Compassionate Buddha Palm" with a small amount of true energy, further integrating the expanded martial art.

Meanwhile, in the residence of Sikong Changfeng in the city...

"Dongjun, are you going to steal the bride again?"

Upon hearing Dongjun's words, Sikong Changfeng, who was sitting in a chair, exclaimed in surprise and instinctively stood up to look at Baili Dongjun. Seeing Sikong Changfeng's astonished expression, Baili Dongjun quickly continued speaking.

"It's not about stealing my bride, it's about stealing my good brother Ye Dingzhi's bride. You know Dingzhi too!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Ye Dingzhi.

Under Sikong Changfeng's gaze, Ye Dingzhi explained to him.

“Brother Changfeng, Wenjun and I are deeply in love. Her marriage must have been forced upon her by her father; otherwise, she wouldn’t have done such a thing.”

She has her reasons, so I'm going to steal her away and elope with her.

"That was the wedding day of Prince Jingyu. Even if it wasn't as grand as the wedding day of the principal wife, it was still very solemn. How could we possibly steal the bride?"

"It's as difficult as climbing to heaven!"

Faced with Ye Dingzhi's explanation, Sikong Changfeng analyzed the specifics of the matter. After finishing, he turned his gaze to Baili Dongjun and continued.

"Dongjun, you should know that this time we don't have Brother Helian to back us up. It will be very difficult to do what we did with the Gu family in the Southwest Province."

We might all end up getting caught in the crossfire.

"I hadn't even thought of it until you mentioned it. We can go to Brother Helian's house. Given Brother Helian's personality, I don't think he would stand idly by after hearing Dingzhi say that."

"In that case, if Brother Helian makes a move, even the Jingyu King and the Shadow Sect members will have to bow their heads obediently."

Hearing what Sikong Changfeng said, Baili Dongjun thought of finding Helian Yunshen and pulling him along to help Ye Dingzhi snatch the bride.

"Dongjun, the Gu family in the Southwest Province did those things because Brother Helian was also involved. This time it had nothing to do with Brother Helian, and I don't think Brother Helian will agree to it."

And do you really think it's a good idea to do this?