Joy of Life: Invincible Starting from Basic Swordsmanship

Chapter 12: Moments of Change

When Fan Xian arrived at the Supervisory Council, Chen Pingping had been waiting for him for a long time.

When he learned the contents of the secret letter sent by Si Gu Jian, he knew that Fan Xian would come to find him.

Chen Pingping said with a smile, "You're here. Sit down and let's talk!"

"Why did Your Majesty betroth my sister to Ye Chengfeng?"

Seeing Fan Xian's anxiety, Chen Pingping pointed to the letter on the table.

"Just watch and you'll see."

Fan Xian picked up the letter and looked at the handwriting on it!

A sharp, piercing aura swept over me.

"This is?"

"A handwritten letter from Grandmaster Si Gu Jian to His Majesty—that young swordsman's status in Dongyi City is no ordinary one!"

Chen Pingping had already overestimated Ye Chengfeng's standing in Si Gu Jian's heart.

After receiving the letter, Chen Pingping realized that he had underestimated Ye Chengfeng's status in Si Gu Jianxin's heart and in Dongyi City.

The letter was simple: if Emperor Qing agreed to the marriage, Si Gu Jian would agree to let Ye Chengfeng accompany the Qing Kingdom delegation to Northern Qi!

This may seem like just a matter of being sent as an envoy to the Northern Qi, but Ye Chengfeng is the heir to the Eastern Yi City!

What it represents is self-evident.

There was another crucial reason why Emperor Qing agreed so readily.

This is related to his plan. Fan Xian's journey is fraught with danger, while Ye Chengfeng is surrounded by many experts.

With Ye Chengfeng by his side, Fan Xian's safety is undoubtedly much more assured.

Secondly, if Dongyi City suffers some losses on this trip, especially the two ninth-rank martial artists beside Ye Chengfeng, it will be disastrous.

That would be even more profitable for Emperor Qing.

Simply put, regardless of the outcome of this trip, the beneficiary will be Emperor Qing, so why would he refuse?

Fan Ruoruo's left and right sides are nothing more than insignificant side pieces.

"Brother Ye, how exactly did you cultivate that sword control technique?"

"It's actually very simple. As long as you have enough understanding of swordsmanship, you will naturally comprehend it."

Fan Ruoruo's question really stumped him. When he first comprehended the sword control technique, he intuitively felt that it was extremely profound, and he understood this in his heart.

But it would be impossible for him to describe that feeling.

"Insights into swordsmanship? Like in those vernacular novels?"

Fan Ruoruo had read quite a few books in her spare time. When such masters wrote about a certain level of mastery, they always used all sorts of obscure and mysterious words to describe it.

"More or less, but the reality is quite different."

"Want to learn swordsmanship?"

Seeing that Fan Ruoruo was so interested in this, he assumed that she also wanted to learn swordsmanship!

"In that case, I will demonstrate the sword control technique once and see if you can comprehend it."

Ye Chengfeng's black robes fluttered even without wind, and his sword was pointed at the shimmering lake in front of him.

"Sword, come!"

The eight sword servants who had been secretly protecting Ye Chengfeng suddenly noticed that the longsword in their hands was humming.

Then there was a loud clanging sound!

The eight swords were drawn from their sheaths at the same time, breaking free from their control and flying straight to Ye Chengfeng.

With a gentle flick of his sword finger, Ye Chengfeng controlled eight longswords that danced in the air like butterflies flitting among flowers.

At the same time, Ye Chengfeng explained to Fan Ruoruo: "In addition to understanding the way of the sword, one also needs a strong enough mental will."

"Didn't I give you nine miniature wooden swords? You can try them out."

Fan Ruoruo pondered for a moment but did not take out the miniature wooden sword.

Instead, she took out an exquisite box containing steel needles from her sleeve.

"Brother Ye, since you can control a sword, you should be able to control flying needles too, right?"

"Of course, not just flying needles, but other weapons as well."

"To put it simply, this is just a technique of controlling objects with qi. However, in order to allow those below the Grandmaster level to use it smoothly, I have taken it a step further and achieved the goal of controlling objects with the spirit."

The concept of spiritual will is abstract and ethereal, and it is indeed not easy to comprehend.

However, Fan Ruoruo should not be underestimated; she is extremely talented.

In the original story, she became a top sniper without any live-fire training.

Furthermore, Fan Xian taught her medical skills and taught her how to make her hands more steady.

Before Fan Xian could finish speaking, Fan Ruoruo had already met the requirements he had set.

Ye Chengfeng was very much looking forward to seeing if Fan Ruoruo could gain any insight.

And Fan Ruoruo did not disappoint him.

With a focused mind, a steel needle flew out of the exquisite wooden box.

"Brother Ye, look! I did it!"

Before he finished speaking, the steel needle fell to the ground with a thud.

While she was speaking, her mind wandered, and she had only just touched the threshold of controlling objects, so she naturally failed.

"It failed again!"

Fan Ruoruo said somewhat discouragedly.

"Hehe, there's no need for that. Let me tell you, even Yun Zhilan, a ninth-rank swordsman, has been practicing for five or six years and still hasn't mastered the basics. You only watched me demonstrate once and were able to make the steel needles fly. That's already quite remarkable."

"Really?"

"Of course, I, Ye Chengfeng, never lie."

Seeing Ye Chengfeng and Fan Ruoruo being so affectionate, especially when Ye Chengfeng said he never lied, Xiaolan rolled her eyes.

Xiao Lan rolled her eyes.

Hasn't his young master told enough lies?

"Really? I think Brother Ye is lying."

Fan Ruoruo wasn't the kind of naive girl; seeing Xiaolan's expression, she knew Ye Chengfeng was lying.

"Sigh, Xiaolan, you silly girl, you left me no chance to lie!"

"Blame me?"

Xiao Lan pointed at herself, looking at Ye Chengfeng incredulously. How could this be blamed on her?

"Brother Ye, it's really not Xiao Lan's fault. It's just that you made it too obvious."

Fan Ruoruo smiled gently.

"Ruoruo, why are you still taking Xiaolan's side, that stupid girl?"

On the contrary, Xiaolan immediately became arrogant and overbearing when she saw someone speaking up for her.

"Hmph, of course. Miss Ruoruo looks like a kind and good girl, while you, young master, are just a black sesame dumpling."

Why does Xiaolan call Brother Ye "Black Sesame Dumpling"? What's the explanation for that?

"Miss Ruoruo, come here, I'll tell you something in secret."

The two women then linked arms and ran off to whisper secrets, leaving Ye Chengfeng feeling like an outsider.

Ye Chengfeng awkwardly touched his nose.

The term "black sesame glutinous rice balls" was naturally taught to her by Ye Chengfeng.

"Sigh, I'd better not say hurtful things in front of Xiaolan in the future. That girl has no sense of propriety when it comes to her mouth."

Meanwhile, after leaving the Supervisory Council, Fan Xian went to his father-in-law's residence.

Lin Ruofu called Fan Xian over to instruct him that no matter what task Emperor Qing assigned him, he should not agree to it without imperial decree.

Although Fan Xian had doubts, he thought of the contents of Si Gu Jian's letter.

"Uncle, could it be that His Majesty will send me as an envoy to Northern Qi?"

"Oh? You actually guessed it?"

It's not that this matter is difficult to guess, but rather that not many people know about it at present.

Fan Xian took out the letter from Si Gu Jian from his pocket.

"If it weren't for this letter, I wouldn't have been able to guess."

Lin Ruofu was somewhat surprised. How could Emperor Qing have deduced that Fan Xian would be sent as an envoy to Northern Qi from a single letter?

But after reading the letter, he understood.

"Is this truly a personal letter from Si Gu Jian to His Majesty?"

"That's right, this letter was just given to me by Dean Chen."

Lin Ruofu sat back down and pondered for a moment.

"In that case, you can agree to go on the mission to Northern Qi. Since Si Gu Jian values ​​that little sword immortal so much, besides the guards on the surface, there are probably many more people protecting him in secret."

"Uncle, are you joking? If we, the Fan family, were to form a marriage alliance with Dongyi City, how would the officials of the court view our Fan family in the future?"

"Can't you see His Majesty's intentions?"

"What's the purpose?"

"Our Emperor is incredibly ambitious! Tell me, what would best showcase the Emperor's achievements?"

Without Lin Ruofu needing to explain further, Fan Xian understood.

"Expand our territory and unify the world!"

This is the greatest achievement of emperors throughout history!