Chapter 3: The Wind-Cleaving Blade Technique, a Third-Rank Martial Artist
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Ye Liuyun remembered—this was Xing’er, the personal maid by his sister-in-law’s side. It seemed the original self had even coveted her before. Tsk! How bold.
“Master has worked hard. Madam asked me to tell you she is very pleased with your choice.”
“???”
Just as Ye Liuyun’s thoughts drifted away, Xing’er’s words immediately pulled them back. Though expressionless, he sensed something deep within.
Wait a minute—is his sister-in-law aware that his brother intends to kill him? No, judging by the tone, it seems the one planning to kill him is actually his sister-in-law.
“Master need not take it to heart.”
Seeing Ye Liuyun’s blank expression and silence, Xing’er assumed he had personally dealt with his brother and felt uneasy, so she tried to comfort him.
“Madam is doing this for your own good! If you want to be promoted to Captain, having such a stain is undoubtedly detrimental.”
A stain? So having a brother like him is actually a blemish for Ye Liufeng? Although the previous self had done some bullying and domineering, at least he was consistent inside and out.
“I understand.”
On the very first day of this new identity, he had already received such explosive news. Since he was the one who survived, there was no point in arguing. Closing his eyes briefly, he maintained a calm demeanor.
“It’s getting late.”
“Then I won’t disturb your rest, Master.”
Hearing this, Xing’er wisely refrained from further interruption. However, after seeing the direction Ye Liuyun was heading, she called out to him.
“Master, where are you going?”
“???”
Although he had not been here often, Ye Liuyun was familiar with the manor’s layout; the resting quarters were at the back courtyard, right?
He was pondering whether his true identity would be discovered.
“Madam has already gone to rest. If you have anything to say, please speak to her tomorrow. You still have to report to the Jinyiwei early in the morning; you should rest early.”
Xing’er thought Ye Liufeng must have something to discuss with Madam.
“...”
So, the elder brother and sister-in-law don’t rest together?
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Ye Liuyun knew little about this sister-in-law. It was said their father had once been a third-rank official in the imperial court. Even after retiring and returning home, he still maintained considerable connections.
For his elder brother to marry such a wife was definitely a social climb.
But the two didn’t even share a room? Yet before, in front of him, they had pretended as if everything was perfect.
“In that case, I won’t disturb Madam. Please take me back to rest.”
Ye Liuyun suddenly realized how good his acting was. He beckoned Xing’er to lead the way.
“Yes, Master!”
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Following Xing’er, Ye Liuyun arrived at the side courtyard, which was where Ye Liufeng usually rested.
The yard was fairly spacious and kept impeccably clean thanks to frequent cleaning.
After Xing’er left, Ye Liuyun did not rush to his room but instead entered the study in the side courtyard.
He had seen Ye Liufeng enter here before. No wonder his elder brother spent all day in the side courtyard; this was where he lived.
“I was forbidden to enter before, but now I want to see what secrets are hidden inside.”
Ye Liuyun had tried to follow into the study before, but Ye Liufeng had scolded and even beaten him, never allowing him entry. There must have been some secret stashed here.
He also wanted to see if Ye Liufeng had any martial arts manuals.
The bookshelves were packed with many volumes, but after scanning them, they were all collections of poetry and literature.
Finally, at a corner of the desk, he found a dusty manual on martial arts, apparently unopened for quite some time.
“The Wind-Cleaving Blade Technique!”
Found it!
If he remembered correctly, this was the martial art his elder brother practiced.
After so long since his transmigration, he was finally witnessing authentic martial arts.
Sharpening the blade before battle, even if not swift, at least respectable. Thinking of the Jinyiwei visit tomorrow, practicing a bit would provide some confidence; otherwise, if he were exposed with no skills, there would be nowhere to run.
With this in mind, Ye Liuyun flipped through the manual for a while.
His hands itched uncontrollably, eager to swing and strike something.
Picking up the sword beside him, he stepped into the courtyard.
Following the manual’s instructions, he began to swing.
Though initially clumsy, after running through the two sets, the once awkward movements became extremely proficient. The fierce gleam of the blade flashed continuously throughout the courtyard.
Unconsciously, half an hour passed.
“Talent Attribute System!
Host: Ye Liuyun!
Level: Third-Rate Martial Artist!
Martial Art: Wind-Cleaving Blade Technique!
Talent Attributes: Luck (Purple), Physical Fitness (Green), Blade Technique Aptitude (Blue),”
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When Ye Liuyun stopped, his heart burned with warmth. Though sweat beaded on his forehead, he felt no fatigue—instead, a sense of body and mind refreshment.
“Already broken through?”
Looking at the character profile showing the third-rate martial artist level, Ye Liuyun was a bit incredulous.
Only half an hour, and he had broken through?
Is the blue-quality blade technique talent really this effective?
Then why did his elder brother remain a third-rate martial artist until death?
Tsk, recalling the dusty manual he had just found, Ye Liuyun couldn’t help but scoff.
His brother had probably devoted all his attention to petty political maneuvering and never truly practiced, wasting that blue-quality blade technique talent entirely.
A treasure trove unused—if not him, then who?
Had Ye Liufeng reached second-rate martial artist level, Ye Liuyun doubted he could have turned the tables.
“Forget it, no use arguing with a dead man!”
Hot-blooded, Ye Liuyun didn’t waste energy on such trivial matters.
After a short rest, he resumed practicing the blade technique from the manual.
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“Training?”
In the back courtyard, the woman sitting in the garden, admiring the moonlight, raised an eyebrow in surprise upon hearing Xing’er’s report.
The woman was exquisitely beautiful, with a dignified aura and an unmistakable noble bearing.
She was Ye Liuyun’s sister-in-law, Sheng Lanzhi.
All the maids and servants in the manor belonged to Sheng Lanzhi’s faction. Whenever anything happened in the estate, she was the first to know.
“How strange. He never wanted to practice before, but now he’s doing it on his own.”
Sheng Lanzhi couldn’t help but sneer.
The former Ye Liufeng, though living off others, refused to admit it, as if afraid of losing face. He was always trying to prove his worth.
But the way Ye Liufeng chose to do so was through meticulous attention to official duties and pleasing his superiors. That was why Sheng Lanzhi had always looked down on him and refused to share a room with him.
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