Martial Arts Master in the City

Chapter 762: Friend of Youtiao (Deep-Fried Dough Sticks)


"Haha, to have such enlightenment is not bad. Well, this old man is leaving now. Remember, to be discreet in conduct, for boastfulness is the beginning of downfall!" The masked elder laughed and said to Ye Xiao as he looked at him.

Ye Xiao nodded, but at that moment, the masked elder had already flicked his body and jumped onto a tall building, immediately disappearing from sight.

Everything happened so rapidly that if Ye Xiao hadn't just exchanged blows with the masked elder, he would have doubted whether he had seen the man at all. The elder said he had come to teach him a lesson, but he did not harm him. Moreover, he had said those meaningful yet inexplicable words to him. Who exactly was he?

At this point, Ye Xiao's biggest puzzle was the elder's identity. He desperately wanted to know who the old man was, but no matter how hard he thought, he could not figure it out because he had never heard the man's name.

Ye Xiao stood still for a dozen seconds, then started walking toward his dwelling while pondering.

As he walked, a thought suddenly struck Ye Xiao. Could this man be Wu Laoliu, the one he was supposed to find?

But why, having met him, did he leave again?

At this moment, Ye Xiao truly had a belly full of doubts.

Not much time passed before he returned to his room. However, as he entered the room, he immediately noticed a small slip of paper on the table with a keen eye.

Ye Xiao quickly walked over, picked up the slip, and saw it inscribed with vigorous and potent handwriting. The gist of it was: "Kid, I felt that your saber was inconvenient to carry, so I took it away. It truly is a rare and fine blade. Of course, I'm merely holding it for you. Remember what I've told you, to reunite with your family, there's only one way—be utterly fearless and domineering."

After reading the words on the note, Ye Xiao went straight to the bedroom. As expected, the Shura Blade that was originally placed there was now gone, obviously taken by that masked elder.

"Damn it, who is this person?" Ye Xiao glanced at the note again.

This note was clearly written by the masked elder from earlier, and it revealed a very important piece of information to Ye Xiao: "reunion." The reunion the masked elder referred to must be his reunion with his parents.

But then, the note seemed to contradict itself, stating that the reunion required Ye Xiao to be overwhelmingly arrogant. Yet, the elder had previously counseled him to be discreet.

What exactly did the elder mean? What did he want him to do? Who was he anyway, and how could he know so much about his affairs?

Ye Xiao sighed, inwardly chuckled with bitterness, feeling like the Monkey King in the palm of The Buddha, seemingly powerful but unable to escape someone's grasp no matter how hard he tried.

Ye Xiao held the note in his palm and used his Inner Strength; instantly, the note turned to ash.

After taking a bath, Ye Xiao put away the clothes Jiang Miaoke had bought for him that day. It wasn't that he treasured the clothes particularly, but rather, he currently had no other clothes to wear. His work attire was left in Jiang Miaoke's car.

However, thinking about this, Ye Xiao suddenly remembered his previous dirty clothes that he had tossed aside. So, he searched the room and finally found them, laying beside the sink in the washroom, and then he began to wash them.

Ye Xiao suddenly felt that not having a woman to take care of the household seemed like a missing piece somewhere.

Once everything was settled, it was only then that Ye Xiao went to bed, of course, not to sleep, but to practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

After today's exchange with the mysterious elder, Ye Xiao felt even more strongly that his strength was really not great—in fact, quite weak.

While cultivating, Ye Xiao also entered the Empty Bright State, but, during his idle moments, his mind still grappled with the idea—reunion required bold arrogance, but discretion in actions was still necessary. What did that really mean?

As time ticked away, Ye Xiao continued to cultivate while pondering. Around the latter part of the night, suddenly, a peculiar idea popped into his head.

If—of course, it was just an if—his personal strength and the power he controlled reached the pinnacle, where he feared no one, would he still need to act discreetly? Of course not, because discretion stemmed from the presence of those to be wary of. Once at that level, there would be no one to fear, and naturally, one would be able to act boldly. In fact, even maintaining a discreet stature at that point would be a form of luxury that could outshine others' ostentation. Could it be only then that true reunion was possible?

After coming to this realization, Ye Xiao secretly smiled to himself. Yes, that must be it.

Strength was indeed the most important, but so was power. Without control over some formidable forces, what use would great personal strength be? Just as the mysterious elder had said, there once was the strongest Martial Artist in the world, but in the end, he was still brought down by the concerted efforts of many Martial Artists. What if, however, he had hundreds or thousands of elite Martial Artists by his side? Who then could kill him?

Ye Xiao slowly opened his eyes; he had understood, he truly did.

He didn't know who his parents were, but one thing he was certain of: his parents were no ordinary people. Otherwise, how could he possibly have been admitted into the Qiu Mountain Sect? It was known that the Qiu Mountain Sect rarely took in disciples, and those they did take usually came through special channels. Ye Xiao being raised in the Qiu Mountain Sect from childhood was indicative of something.

However, his master had once told him that he was an orphan and later asked him to descend the mountain in search of his parents, which was downright contradictory. Yet, his master had offered no explanation.

"Father, Mother, who exactly are you? Your son must reach that legendary state, I must be reunited with you," Ye Xiao's eyes slightly reddened.

Even though Ye Xiao had told Yan Luo, when Yan Luo was crying, that men should bleed, not cry,

at this moment, although he did not shed tears, the redness in his eyes was an obvious sign of the impulse to do so.

Ye Xiao's heart was that of an ordinary person; he simply wished to meet his own mom and dad. He wanted considerably more to ask them why they abandoned him in the beginning, why he had no mother and father in his youth!

Ye Xiao heaved a sigh and immediately continued to forcefully calm himself down before he began cultivation again.

As morning came, with the increasing chatter and the din of cars as people awoke, Ye Xiao slowly concluded his cultivation.

Emerging from his room, Ye Xiao was still dressed very formally.

Because Ye Xiao had returned home quite late yesterday, today as he left his home, many people looked his way.

Ye Xiao was naturally slim and tall, and at this moment, his formal attire accentuated a scholarly charm mingled with a heroic air, giving off an impression of remarkable temperament.

Moreover, Ye Xiao's unique aura was due to his cultivation of the intensely forceful and immensely yang Nine Yang Divine Skill, inevitably inciting others' imagination.

Having cultivated all night, Ye Xiao now felt somewhat hungry, so he left his residence. Upon stepping out, he saw that where there had been a food stall the previous evening, now there were breakfast vendors during the day.

However, when Ye Xiao walked over, he saw Ma Chao sitting at a breakfast stall, eating, with Zheng Lingshan's car parked beside him.

Ye Xiao greeted Ma Chao with a smile, "You're quite early today."

Ma Chao looked up at Ye Xiao and said with a bit of annoyance, "If I didn't come early, what would I do if you went and destroyed my brother?"

Hearing Ma Chao's words, Ye Xiao's face held a smile as he replied, "When you put it that way, it sounds as though it's my fault. But regardless of right or wrong, thank you for bringing the car over so promptly, oh no, for bringing it over ahead of time."

Then, Ye Xiao ordered a bowl of soy milk and four deep-fried dough sticks from the snack stall owner.

"The car is with you now, can I go?" Ma Chao obviously didn't have a good impression of Ye Xiao and thus seemed reluctant to join him for a meal.

But while Ma Chao was unwilling to sit with Ye Xiao, it appeared that Ye Xiao really wanted to have a talk with him, saying, "Brother Chao is still angry? You can leave, but if you do, I'll go and beat up your brother."

At Ye Xiao's mention of hitting his brother again, Ma Chao instantly showed rage, glaring at Ye Xiao and retorting, "Enough already, can't you change your tactics? Don't be too much."

"Haha, just joking. How's Sixth Master Wu's injury?" Ye Xiao took the food the snack stall owner handed him and asked with a laugh.

Ma Chao had intended to get angry, but upon hearing Ye Xiao mention Wu Shengchang, his anger visibly lessened. He looked outside the stall, lighting a cigarette and said to himself, "Not bad, he should be discharged from the hospital today."

"Oh right, I forgot he was still in the hospital. No wonder he didn't come yesterday," Ye Xiao said with a bite of his deep-fried dough stick, smiling.

When Ma Chao heard what Ye Xiao said, he took a drag of his cigarette, choked on the smoke, coughed repeatedly, and glared at Ye Xiao, "You're the one who beat him up, and you actually forgot."

Ye Xiao chuckled and replied, "Can't Brother Chao take a joke?"

"I only joke with friends," Ma Chao uttered coldly.

On hearing Ma Chao's words, Ye Xiao suddenly chuckled, pushed the deep-fried dough stick toward Ma Chao, and said, "Have a stick, and we can be 'dough stick friends.' From now on, let's be friends; this can be considered as friendship."

Ma Chao, hearing Ye Xiao's words, looked at him with wide eyes, genuinely baffled. He was becoming ever more confused about what kind of person Ye Xiao was.

Ma Chao felt that if he were in Ye Xiao's place, they would undoubtedly be enemies to the end, yet now Ye Xiao was trying to befriend him? What was he really getting at?

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