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Chapter 208: Can’t Agree with Each Other

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Chapter 208 – Can’t Agree with Each Other

“You...!” The guy was aghast.

A pair of white and thin fingers, surrounded by mild golden light, slightly pinched down, and the blue mystic light shattered into pieces.

Lu Mingshu stared at him. “If you leave now, I’ll pretend that nothing happened.”

The guy was at a loss for words.

Out of anger, his previous attack was at about 80% of his full power, but under her fingers, this ability was no different from being defeated in one go.

However, a Ye Family disciple who always behaved arrogantly around southeast Beiming, if he was so easily scared off, where would he put his face?

At this time, the water beast wasn’t important anymore. The guy raised his sword. “Arrogant! Let me see what you have then!”

Sword-light shone, and the water suddenly rippled and swept over.

Ah Ling shrieked. This is the Ye Family’s skill, Mystic Water Sword. This turquoise-shirt guy is not only a Ye Family disciple, he’s a main descendant!

It’s over. Miss Lu will never be able to go to White Heron State after offending the Ye Family.

– or rather, that’s just the future. This Ye Family guy clearly doesn’t have any good intentions. He wants to see blood with this Mystic Water Sword!

Having a lower ability, she was busy thinking about all that when the sword was already in front of Lu Mingshu.

However, the bloody scene she expected did not happen.

She only saw Lu Mingshu getting into position, then the mystic light spreading out. Ding! Ding! Ding! The weapons met.

But she wasn’t holding any sword. Just with mystic force alone, she could imitate a sword’s characteristics.

Ah Ling didn’t have much experience, so she only found the fight interesting. However, as the fight went on, the Ye Family disciple was more and more surprised. It wasn’t rare for someone to use their fingers as weapons, but she hadn’t even taken her actual weapon out yet, and the sword-energy was almost overflowing. This skill is astonishing! Where did this Miss come from?

On the other side, Lu Mingshu was quite happy with the results. Blending sword-energy into mystic light was indeed a smart move. Back during the Qilin Festival, she saw that Wei Chunqiu could manifest his mystic light into a sword. She thought that it was amazing and went to research it. She had only understood a bit about it, and the Ye Family gentleman came right on time for her to test this skill.

This gentleman has probably been in the Harmonization Realm for one or two years, and he should be quite good. If I’m able to get the upper hand, it shows that this skill is very powerful.

The mystic force swelled and fell apart after an attack. The two shadows split apart.

The turquoise-shirt guy stood on his heels and stepped on the mast. He looked back at Lu Mingshu to see her tidying her clothes calmly, and he couldn’t hold it back anymore.

He even used the Mystic Water Sword, but the other party didn’t even take out her weapon. This is so embarrassing!

He looked pale. He stopped caring and growled, sword-light shooting up the sky.

The water in the river could feel his sword and started to bubble.

“Don’t!” the Ding Family screamed.

This attack seemed to activate something. It seemed to be very grand; if it really struck, even the boat may be split open.

But why would the guy listen to them? The sharp sword was full of power as it slashed downward.

Lu Mingshu’s eyes flashed as she took out her sword.

A clear whistle could be heard, and sword-light was now everywhere as if there was a dragon nearby, making the water toss and turn.

Boom!

A sound came from under the water, followed by numerous explosion sounds.

A tremendous wave surged upward, sending the Ding Family’s boat high up into the sky.

Ah Ling clutched onto the sides of the boat tightly. “Grandpa!”

Captain Ding took out his oar and stuck it in the water. “Ah Lang!”

Ah Lang wanted to hold onto the mast, but the wind was too strong; as soon as he did so, he slipped back down again.

This made Ah Ling nervous. This boat is the ancestor’s property. Their fight is too strong... if we don’t activate the runes on the boat, are they going to ruin it?

Just at this time, a mystic force landed. Mild golden silk thread covered the whole boat like a gauze.

The jolting gradually stopped, and the tremendous waves were now isolated. Seizing this chance, Ah Lang jumped over to the mast. He bit his middle finger and drew on the floor with his blood.

The rune on the mast lit up with bloody light, turning into a shield.

The boat slowly floated back to the water surface. Ah Ling heaved a sigh of relief.

She looked up to see the fight still going on. Miss Lu is different from this Ye Family disciple; she still remembers our safety during the fight. I hope she wins this fight.

As she was having this thought, two rays of mystic light collided. The light blue one dispersed, and the guy flew off the boat into the water.

“Miss!” Ling screamed.

Whoosh!

The sword-light dimmed, and Lu Mingshu kept her sword. She then walked back to the bow of the boat.

“It’s okay.”

She was indeed okay. She wasn’t even slightly wet.

But Ah Ling was worried about the other party.

“Oh my god!” Ah Lang looked at the place where the guy fell from, face filled with worried. “If something happens to that Ye Family disciple...”

Lu Mingshu shook her head. “He’ll be fine.”

“Miss Lu!” Ah Lang screamed at her. “Do you know what-!”

Before he could finish his words, the guy came up from the water, all wet, showing a sorry figure.

Splat... The guy vomited out water and looked at her, flustered and exasperated. “Who the hell are you?”

Lu Mingshu sat down. “This gentleman, aren’t you aware that you need to introduce yourself first before asking someone else’s name?”

The guy trembled. Either he was freezing from the water, or he was just angered by her.

He took out a silver palm-sized leaf. He jumped onto the boat and stepped on the leaf.

“Ye Zhenfan from White Heron State. I ask Miss for your name!” He gritted his teeth, giving her a death stare.

Pu! Ah Ling burst out in laughter.

Ye Zhenfan stared at her fiercely.

Ah Ling immediately stopped laughing and pretended as nothing happened. She couldn’t afford to offend a Ye Family disciple.

Lu Mingshu smiled. Zhenfan...? “Very annoying”? What a nice name for this guy. (Same pinyin, different characters)

“A pleasure.” She raised her hand for a handshake. “Lu Mingshu from Nine Jade Palace.”

“Nine Jade Palace?” Ye Zhenfan stared at her blankly. He had many guesses – Seventh Truth Platform, Heavenly Sea Pavilion, or one of the many aristocratic families, but he didn’t expect her to be from Nine Jade Palace.

In the Ding Family’s eyes, Nine Jade Palace was an honourable sect, unreachable for them. But the Ye Family had a lot of power, so of course, they had higher standards. Nine Jade Palace was far, and there wasn’t much talent there. They had declined over the past few years to an ordinary sect. Yet there’s someone like her?

Her skills are indeed not from the Seventh Truth Platform or the Heavenly Sea Pavilion. Nine Jade Palace... what skills do they practice?

Before Ye Zhenfan could recall, a small boat sped over.

The boat was the same as the Ding Family’ boat; it belonged to some Jianghu people. On the bow, there stood a few people that were dressed similarly to Ye Zhenfan.

“Ninth Brother. Hey!” Somebody waved.