Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 50 - 50 50 Jiang Qihu

50: Chapter 50 Jiang Qihu 50: Chapter 50 Jiang Qihu As night fell upon Lichao City, the streets were filled with the roaring of drums and gongs, the dancing of lions and the tossing of embroidered balls, bright decorations, and the harmonious melodies of the qin.

In the most bustling heart of the city stood a towering, hexagonal pavilion as sharp as a sword.

Each floor’s eaves had a lantern hanging from its corners, swaying in the wind and spilling brilliant red light into the night.

This was the most famous tavern in Lichao City, Wave Viewing Pavilion, which contracted with the Dachu Royal Family to brew wine.

Lichao City remained bustling at night, and the Wave Viewing Pavilion deserves credit for seventy percent of its vibrancy.

This towering pavilion, jokingly referred to by many as a gold-squandering den for fools, was indeed extremely expensive real estate.

Although Qing State is somewhat remote and impoverished in the north, a cup of wine or a cup of tea at the Wave Viewing Pavilion would sell for a hundred or ten times the price elsewhere…

Yet the wealthy sons with full purses frequented it, returning again and again.

Because in this tavern, as long as you have silver, you could buy anything you desire.

Of course, this was provided it was in accordance with the laws of Dachu.

To manage such a feat.

Clearly, the master behind Wave Viewing Pavilion possessed great power.

Tonight, the Wave Viewing Pavilion was cleared in advance.

Despite its usual splendor, it appeared unusually empty.

The faint sound of a qin encircled the beams and lingered for a long time.

The attendants and maids stood respectfully outside the door.

The arrogant scions who usually “had power and influence” were politely asked to leave, their initially angry expressions turning to awe and fear upon hearing the name announced by the maids.

That name which could make everyone give way.

Naturally, it was the You Hai King.

This king of a different surname in Qing State, also the owner of Wave Viewing Pavilion, purposefully organized a banquet tonight to entertain prestigious guests.

This was an event the likes of which hadn’t been seen in many years.

Outside the Wave Viewing Pavilion, many people gathered…

Everyone wanted to know who the esteemed guests invited by You Hai King were tonight.

Soon enough.

At the end of the street, a carriage escorted by Black Scale Guards arrived.

These guards had scabbards embroidered with ferocious tigers on their sabers.

The crowd parted to create a path.

The once lively atmosphere suddenly turned quiet.

The maids also bowed their heads.

The entire street took on an air of stern solemnity.

A tall, impressive young figure in plain clothes stepped slowly out of the carriage and declined the maids’ offers to help him down or hold his sleeve.

Like the Black Scale Guards, he had a standard-issue long saber at his waist, but the tiger engraving on his saber was exceptionally lifelike.

An invisible pressure and a sense of sternness enveloped the Wave Viewing Pavilion.

Whispers sounded amongst the onlookers.

“Jiang Qihu…”

“He’s actually returned from the Imperial City?”

“I didn’t expect You Hai King’s guest tonight to be such a merciless killer…”

These murmured voices reached the ears of the tall, impressive figure.

Jiang Qihu’s step hesitated slightly.

He turned to look over his shoulder, one hand resting on his saber hilt.

With a “click,”

Those whispering voices immediately fell silent.

For a moment, the Wave Viewing Pavilion was filled only with the distant sound of the qin mingling with the soft wind.

Jiang Qihu, expressionless, turned his gaze back and continued on his way into the Wave Viewing Pavilion.

The maids filed in after him and finally, the grand doors were shut.

The building’s resplendent lights then faded into the long night.

…

…

Tonight, the Wave Viewing Pavilion was brightly lit, yet eerily quiet.

The top floor was even more so.

When Jiang Qihu ascended to the top floor, the large windows were wide open, and the curtains fluttered.

You Hai King had already sent away the attendants.

The night breeze flowed like water, the firelight flickered like fireflies, and several familiar silhouettes could be vaguely seen sitting at the table.

“Brother Qihu, you’ve finally arrived.”

You Hai King, dressed in luxurious clothes, lounged in his seat.

He had already drunk half a cup of wine and now, lifting his goblet with a smile, he bid Jiang Qihu to sit.

“…”

Jiang Qihu walked slowly to his seat, removed his saber, and laid it horizontally in front of him.

Then he lifted his goblet and drank in one go.

Looking at You Hai King in the highest seat, he said softly, “Forgive my tardiness tonight, my lord.

Affairs at the Deputy Director of Imperial City were burdensome; I had to handle them one by one before I could hurry to Qing State.”

“What are you saying?”

You Hai King sighed expressively and waved his hand with great magnanimity, indicating that he didn’t mind the tardiness.

His bleary, drunken eyes lifted again as he raised his cup with a smile and asked, “Brother Qihu, how has the Little National Master been of late?”

“Thank you for your concern, Your Highness.”

Jiang Qihu downed his second cup and spoke with lowered eyes and a slow voice, “My master remains as usual, the chronic illness is difficult to heal, the old ailments often strike…

but there have been no serious illnesses.”

“Truly, the heavens are jealous of the talented.”

You Hai King shook his head, his tone full of concern, “Fate is determined, and those who pry suffer losses.

Minister Chen is a mainstay of Dachu, and controlling the Primordial Instrument requires the expenditure of great attention and spirit.

We cannot afford any mishaps…

After some days, I’ll have someone send some more medicine over.”

“In that case…”

Jiang Qihu filled his third cup and lifted it above his head with both hands, “I will thank Your Highness on behalf of my master.”

You Hai King took a small sip with a dismissive smile.

After Jiang Qihu had drained three cups, his eyes shone brightly.

He looked around the gathering.

Besides You Hai King, there were two others, both women.

One sat behind a screen, playing the zither with delicate hands, her slender silhouette vaguely visible.

The other wore a bamboo hat, her face obscured by a snow-white silk veil, sitting alone opposite him, leaning against the lattice window of the Wave Viewing Pavilion, her garment white as snow fluttering in the wind.

“Your Highness…this is Young Valley Master Ye Qingyi from Baihua Valley.

I recognize her,” Jiang Qihu’s gaze swept over the woman in the bamboo hat.

He then looked at the zither-playing woman behind the screen, “But who is this lady?”

The banquet tonight at Wave Viewing Pavilion.

Those seated here must hold prestigious and noble statuses.

“Chu Man.”

You Hai King smiled faintly, speaking softly, “Brother Qihu, she is quite the talent, just like you…

destined to take over the entire Chu Family in the future.”

The woman behind the screen stopped plucking the strings.

She picked up the tea cup beside her zither seat and gently lifted it towards Jiang Qihu, as if to toast with tea in lieu of wine, thereby acknowledging him.

“Going by what Your Highness has said, then calling out to a ‘young master’ wouldn’t be improper,” Jiang Qihu frowned slightly, speaking, “It’s just that the name ‘Chu Man’ is unfamiliar to me.”

“You haven’t returned to Qing State for too long; it’s normal that you haven’t heard of her,” You Hai King sighed lightly, then chuckled, “Miss Chu Man is no simple character.

With only a decade of cultivating, she has already stepped into Grotto Heaven.

With her pace, it won’t be long before she enters the realm of ‘Yin God.’ In terms of cultivation speed…

the Chu Family hasn’t seen her equal in a generation, and looking across the vast Dachu, there are probably only a few who could even compare, right?”

“Her talent is indeed not bad.”

Jiang Qihu sipped his drink and responded perfunctorily, eyes lingering on the woman behind the screen, “However, with the Chu Family’s vast enterprise and a succession of capable people emerging, it won’t be easy for Miss Chu Man, given her young age, to assume the heavy responsibilities of the Family Head.”

The Little National Master had told him.

The relationship between the Chu Family and You Hai King was very subtle.

Over the years, the Chu Family’s standing in Qing State relied on Chu Lin, along with the support of the Dachu Royal Family behind the scenes.

Thus, the so-called position of Family Head naturally would be determined by Chu Lin himself.

If he said Chu Man could do it, then Chu Man could.

In truth, concerning who would succeed as the Chu Family Head, Jiang Qihu really didn’t care in the slightest.

But about this woman, he was indeed interested.

Cultivating for a decade and advancing to Grotto Heaven?

If what You Hai King said wasn’t an exaggeration, then this was indeed a remarkable degree of cultivation talent…

In the current generation of Dachu’s youth, the only one he could think of who could surpass Chu Man by a margin,

Seemed to be just one person.

The one known as the “reincarnation of the True Dragon,” the Princely Heir of Prince Jiangning, Xie Sheng!

“The Chu Family…

is far from comparing to the Jiang Family,” You Hai King said with a smile that was not quite a smile, “Old Master Jiang is robust in health, and two amazingly talented individuals have come from his household.

One is the Deputy Director of Imperial City, the other the Jade Screen Peak Sword Immortal.

If we talk about who is the most deeply rooted power in Qing State, I think…

none can surpass the Jiang Family.”

With these words spoken, the atmosphere in the chamber subtly shifted toward the eerie.

Jiang Qihu squinted his eyes slightly.

Here it comes.

The Little National Master had told him.

This evening’s banquet was not so simple.

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