
PPPC 33 - Valley of the Sword
Finally the journey ushered Jia Li back to the Sword Valley walking without any meaningful hindrance. Now Fei Chen could clearly see how a large valley had many buildings on it.
Arguably the vast Sword Valley was like a big city considering that this sect was the largest neutral flow in the Yin Empire.
“Chen Merchant, welcome to Sword Valley. Hope you're at home here.” Feng Lao welcomed Fei Chen's arrival with open arms.
“Chenchen, thanks. You kept your promise.” Jia Li smiled sweetly at Fei Chen who was staring at the scene of the Sword Valley.
“So this is where you live, Lili?” Fei Chen replied while pointing at the entrance of the Sword Valley.
“Yes, this is Sword Valley.” Jia Li responded.
Arriving at the entrance guarded by dozens of warriors, Fei Chen along with Jia Li and Feng Lao were greeted. The biggest reason the warriors were welcoming was because of the presence of Feng Lao.
Feng Lao took Fei Chen towards the Sky Sword Pavilion. Many of the girls looked at Fei Chen with fascinated gazes. Fei Chen's face could be said to be handsome especially his cold gaze.
“In a few more years he will definitely become a handsome young man.”
“True, it looks like he has closeness with Li.”
The girls who were senior disciples of the Sword Valley looked at Fei Chen who was walking side by side with Jia Li. Unlike the girls who were fascinated by Fei Chen's good looks, the youths who were more or less the same age as Jia Li stared at Fei Chen's envy.
“I've never seen Miss Jia smile like that before? Who's that damn brat walking beside him?!”
“I really feel envious!”
“We'd better report this to Young Master Qie!”
Some of the young men looked at Fei Chen's envy and there were also those who became connoisseurs of Jia Li's smile from a distance, but there were some young men who were seen staring at Fei Chen full of hatred.
‘Chen, if it's not eleven women, a hundred women will fall for you.’ The Sweet Cat was most enthusiastic when she saw the reaction of the girls who were talking about Fei Chen.
‘Hahaha, I told you that this human boy will have everything be it a treasure, a throne or a woman. Boy, you can definitely conquer my curse and enjoy it.’ Mad Sword actually felt proud of Fei Chen.
Fei Chen did not comment on the conversation of the Sweet Cat and the Mad Sword that echoed through telepathy.
Feng Lao who had noticed Fei Chen was getting curious about the figure of the cat walking around Fei Chen's body and running around.
“Chen is it, is the cat your pet?” Feng Lao finally asked out of curiosity.
“Not, This Sweet Cat is my Teacher. You could say he was my savior.” Fei Chen answered honestly and it made Feng Lao frown.
“Your teacher? Chen-a-l What are you kidding me about?” Feng Lao asked again.
“What does my face look like is joking Senior?” Fei Chen asked back. Although what he said was honest, but Feng Lao and Jia Li had a hard time believing it.
“No..” Feng Lao felt strange as he replied as both of his eyes looked at Fei Chen's serious face.
Finally Feng Lao chose silence and did not ask any more. The three of them arrived at the Sky Sword Pavilion, where it was the residence of Feng Lao who served as the Patriarch of the Sword Valley.
“This is the Sky Sword Pavilion and this is where Grandpa Feng lives in taking care of all the affairs of the sect,” explained Jia Li.
Fei Chen took a good look at the Sky Sword Pavilion before Feng Lao invited him in.
“Senior, I'll think about it.” Fei Chen replied. It did not rule out the possibility that he would merge into a part of the Sword Valley because of Jia Li's existence.
As Feng Lao and Fei Chen conversed, a middle-aged man came along with a fifteen-year-old young man.
“Patriark Feng, welcome back.” The middle-aged man saluted.
“What is Elder Qie? You have also returned from the Thousand Sword Sect? How is Brother Xuexuan?” Feng Lao smiled amiably and noticed the middle-aged man's gaze on Fei Chen.
“My brother's condition is fine. Rather than that it seems like you want to take Patriarch Feng's disciple. But isn't this child completely devoid of talent.” The middle-aged man's eyes were extremely observant. This middle-aged man was named Qie Xumao and served as the Vice Patriarch of the Sword Valley.
Fei Chen suppressed his ability level until he reached the Early Stage Star Swordsman.
Feng Lao laughed softly as he stroked his beard, “I am very interested in Chen, but he refuses to be my disciple.”
Hearing that Qie Xumao and the fifteen-year-old Qie Laoji frowned.
“This boy refused to become a disciple of Patriarch Feng?! I hate it when this brat gets close to Li Ferre!” Qie Laoji stared at the cynical Fei Chen who had talked to Jia Li.
Fei Chen averted his gaze when he heard Qie Xumao lower himself.
“It's a pity if you take a student like this. Does this have anything to do with Elder Xinrui?” Qie Xumao asked but Feng Lao's expression changed.
“Sorry for my presumption Patriarch Feng.” Qie Xumao broke out in cold sweat as Feng Lao looked at him coldly.
Jia Li explained plainly to Fei Chen if the person Qie Xumao was referring to was his son Feng Xinrui.
Feng Xinrui was known as the young genius of the Yin Empire. But when he was twenty-five years old, Feng Xinrui was attacked by the group of Single Demon Lanterns and caused that person to have internal injuries that made his lifespan not long.
A year ago Feng Xinrui was gone and Feng Xinrui's figure was the one who cared for and raised Jia Li.
The reason why Qie Xumao was insinuating about Feng Xinrui was because according to Qie Xumao it was time for Feng Lao to retire and give the title of Sword Valley Patriarch to him.
Seeing how Fei Chen who possessed the Early Stage Star Swordsman ability naturally reminded Qie Xumao of Feng Xinrui.
Because Feng Xinrui had low abilities and turned into a genius figure while training under Fang Huo's tutelage.
Hearing Jia Li's story made Fei Chen smile.
“Patriark I resigned. I will train my students to make the Sword Valley name fragrant in the Yin.” Tiger Tournament
Qie Xumao smiled amiably and saluted but after returning his body he smiled widely as he was happy to see Feng Lao taking a low-ability disciple like Fei Chen.
‘I will deform the child and take control of this sect slowly.’
After Qie Xumao's departure, Fei Chen looked at Feng Lao and kowtowed before the old man.
“Senior, about your previous request..”.
Seeing Fei Chen prostrate certainly made Feng Lao and Jia Li gasp in shock.
“Chen..” Feng Lao smiled as he was sure what Fei Chen would say next was the same as his thoughts.