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

"This……"

Luo Xuan was at a loss for words. Even they couldn't have eliminated those people so easily. Yun Shen had ended the battle so casually.

"Yun Shen? Could this be Helian Yun Shen, the one known as the Illusionary Prince, whose song of war and conquest is said to be worth a million soldiers?"

After thinking for a moment, Liu Yue remembered Helian Yun Shen's identity, and a hint of wanting to compete with him flashed in her eyes.

That's what they were saying.

"It's all just empty fame, nothing but empty fame!"

"Young Master Huanyin is too modest. Your feat of crushing 100,000 troops of Nanjue with a single song is still talked about with great interest."

A formidable army was utterly destroyed by your single act of warfare; such a feat is perhaps only comparable to the poisoning of an entire city with a cup of warm wine.

Hearing Helian Yun Shen's humble words, Liu Yue recounted Helian Yun Shen's deeds. Hearing others recount these deeds, Helian Yun Shen felt a little embarrassed.

I'm finding it hard to accept compliments from others.

"This was all because those people from the Southern Sect attacked the Northern Sect and passed through the town where I was observing mourning for my master, causing havoc in the area. I couldn't bear to watch any longer, so I played a tune on my instrument."

"Changfeng, can you handle an army of 100,000 skilled warriors?"

Upon hearing Liu Yue Gongzi's words, Baili Dongjun turned to Sikong Changfeng beside him and asked. Sikong Changfeng glared at Baili Dongjun and said irritably.

"Are you looking for trouble? 100,000 elite troops? These men could be chopped into mincemeat by me, and you still want to deal with them?"

That's giving me far too much credit.

"That's true, your mediocre skills are indeed no match for Young Master Huanyin."

"Baili, that's enough!"

"You are not allowed to speak to my young master like that!"

Xiao Bai, who was standing next to Baili Dongjun, was displeased by Sikong Changfeng's tone and stood up to defend her young master.

Seeing Xiaobai's cheeks puffed out in anger, Sikong Changfeng glanced at him but didn't say anything else.

…………

Gu Family Wedding Day

The group began to act according to their agreement. Helian Yun Shen leisurely followed behind Baili Dong Jun and Sikong Chang Feng, strolling through Chaisang City with them.

A carriage sped past the three of them, and they recognized the family crest on the carriage at a glance.

"Baili, don't be discouraged. Just go for it when the time comes, I'll support you in stealing the bride."

Don't back down!

"you……"

Hearing the teasing in Sikong Changfeng's words, Baili Dongjun didn't know what to say. He uttered only the word "you" and then stopped talking.

"You two shouldn't argue unless it's absolutely necessary. Just don't let me down. There are plenty of experts there, and if you get hurt while I'm fighting, don't blame me."

Seeing that the two of them were still in such a relaxed and unhurried state, Helian Yun Shen couldn't help but remind them.

At this time

Gu Family

With the arrival of relatives, friends, martial arts heroes, and members of reputable sects, the wedding officially began.

Gu Jianmen, dressed in white, and Yan Liuli, in a bright red wedding gown, slowly entered the Gu family's main hall. The handsome man and beautiful woman, a perfect match, drew congratulations from everyone present.

They praised them as a match made in heaven.

Gu Jianmen and Yan Liuli showed no smiles whatsoever, each harboring their own thoughts. Meanwhile, Yan Bietian and the Third Master of the Gu family also had their own differing opinions.

Yan Bietian harbored the beautiful dream of the Yan family controlling the Southwest Province, while the Third Master of the Gu family harbored the beautiful hope of controlling the Gu family.

Hopefully, the so-called "Phantom Sound Prince" won't interfere anymore!

Under the hopeful expectation,

Yan Bietian prayed in his heart that Helian Yunshen would stop interfering, because Yan Bietian had already lost many experts due to Helian Yunshen's interference.

Therefore, he did not want Helian Yun Shen to continue interfering.

The wedding is imminent

Gu Family Hall Entrance

Three figures appeared before everyone's eyes, and the guests present looked at the three visitors and began to guess their identities.

Yan Bietian's mood plummeted the moment he saw Helian Yun Shen among the three; the last thing he wanted to see had happened.

damn it!

Does this Young Master Huanyin really have to interfere?

While cursing inwardly, the thought that he had helpers made him feel a little better.

"Who are you? What business do you have at the Gu family's residence? We did not invite you!"

Master Gu stood up and addressed the three of them sternly.

When asked about his identity, Baili Dongjun immediately revealed that his surname was Baili and that he was the grandson of the Marquis of Zhenxi. The glass beast that had appeared in the city that day reappeared.

"So you are the grandson of the Marquis of Zhenxi. I am so sorry for not greeting you sooner. May I ask what brings you here?"

Upon hearing Baili Dongjun's identity, Third Master Gu's stern demeanor vanished, replaced by a tone of both welcome and apprehension as he inquired.

"They've come to steal the bride, of course!"

"But not for me, but for someone else!"

When Baili Dongjun heard Sikong Changfeng stop speaking halfway through, he quickly added the rest to avoid any misunderstandings or unnecessary trouble.

"Does the Marquis of Zhenxi's mansion think that my Gu family is weak and easily bullied?"

"Speak softer, it's hurting my ears."

Helian Yun Shen, who had been silent until now, picked at his ear and lazily uttered these words. Third Master Gu was used to swaggering around in Chaisang City and throughout the Southwest Province, accustomed to the life of being respected.

His face darkened instantly after Helian Yun Shen said that.

"Does a lowly servant like you have the right to speak here?"

"I……"

Helian Yun Shen never expected that he would be mistaken for a servant. Did he look like a servant in his clothes?

Puzzled, Helian Yun Shen looked down at his clothes, then at the clothes of Sikong Changfeng and Baili Dongjun beside him.

He was indeed quite plain, like a servant.

Even though he was dressed like a servant, he was still very unhappy to be mistaken for one.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his sharp, icy gaze made Third Master Gu's body tremble, a chill running down his spine.

Seeing Gu Sanye's suicidal behavior, Yan Bietian did nothing to stop him, but instead openly despised him.

Standing still, Helian Yun Shen's figure flashed, so fast that no one present could keep up with his movements. Gu Jian Men's expression changed drastically.

next moment

Third Master Gu was choked by Helian Yun Shen and hung in mid-air like a dead dog.

Do you still consider me a servant?

A cold, questioning voice rang out.

Third Master Gu's face turned purplish-blue from being choked, and he was on the verge of passing out. He struggled to remove Helian Yun Shen's hands from his neck, but no matter what he did, he could not break free from Helian Yun Shen's grasp.

"Young Master Helian, could you do me the favor of letting me handle this matter?"