Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 75

After Lu Wenlin left, An Yuan looked at Han Changsheng in silence. But, it wasn’t just him, Han Changsheng was also speechless. If he couldn’t be sure what broke out at the arena the day before, then by now he was sure that some immortal secretly used their abilities. 

At the instant he made each attack, a force held his hands and feet, compelling him to attack. Because it all happened so fast, he didn’t notice it at the beginning. The third time, he seriously felt it. When he recognized the mysterious power, he tried to resist it, but the strength of the mysterious force made resistance completely futile. Only then could he be sure that this matter was absolutely not human interference. 

An Yuan and Lu Wenlin didn’t know about the strange force and its chaos, so they only thought that Han Changsheng’s martial arts were extraordinary. 

But in the end, which immortal had so much free time?

Sighing, An Yuan said, “You always surprise me.” 

Han Changsheng laughed. “I’m also very surprised.” It was a pity that the Dog Lord would not believe what he said. 

Sure enough, An Yuan took a long, deep look at him. “If I wanted to learn, would you teach it?”

Han Changsheng’s face was sincere. “I also want to learn.” 

“…” An Yuan sighed. “You don’t want to. In the wider world, there are people more talented than oneself. I’ve never truly understood the meaning of this sentence until these two days.”

No, you are wrong, there are interfering immortals too in the mortal realm! Han Changsheng silently vomited in his heart, holding back an internal injury, but he could not speak. 

An Yuan was a little lost but did not force him to speak. He said, “Let’s go find Liu Xiaoqi.” 

While walking, Han Changsheng absently looked away. Who on earth was it? Unfortunately, he did not see anyone. If the immortal was hiding, he didn’t know it.

The two walked into the inn where Liu Xiaoqi was staying. As soon as they entered the lobby, they saw Yue Peng, whom they had not met for a long time. 

Yue Peng and several martial arts figures sat around, chatting amongst themselves. 

He only heard Yue Peng ask, “Do you know if sect head Wei has news of my two disciples?” 

Han Changsheng and An Yuan cast their gaze at Yue Peng at the same time. They had a face change, so Yue Peng didn’t recognize them.

The sect leader surnamed Wei said, “Not a thing. Ah, Lao Yue, how could your pair of disciples, decent kids, suddenly kill the elders and run away?” 

Yue Peng sighed heavily. “I do not know why. What a misfortune for our school. I’m ashamed for all the ancestors and teachers of the Yuehua Sect!” 

Han Changsheng felt in his heart there was something off about it. Yue Peng discovered old man Xuanji and Elder Lan Fang dead behind the mountain, and that the Longyin sword was missing. He suspected that Li Jiulong had done it, which was understandable. After all, “Li Jiulong” was accepted as Elder Lan Fang’s own disciple, so “Li Jiulong” had the opportunity to run around behind the mountain each day. How did An Yuan also end up carrying this black pot? Yue Peng was most proud of An Yuan, out of all his disciples. As the teacher, he should have known An Yuan’s character. Just because An Yuan and “Li Jiulong” disappeared together, he did not distinguish his favorite disciple as right instead of wrong? Is there really such a master?!

Han Changsheng looked at An Yuan, who was staring at Yue Peng. His eyes were strange. As if aware of Han Changsheng’s gaze, he came back to his senses and said in a low voice, “Let’s go.” 

The two went upstairs, and after confirming that no one was around, they entered Liu Xiaoqi’s room. Liu Xiaoqi saw that they were coming and firmly closed his doors and windows to avoid being overheard. 

Han Changsheng said, “You two have a good chat. Tell each other what you know, and maybe you can find some clues.” 

Then, Liu Xiaoqi and An Yuan opened their hearts to talk while Han Changsheng listened. Liu Xiaoqi mentioned that his martial uncles had once said that he was sorry for the Tianyuan Mountain Villa, but An Yuan said that he had only recently heard of the Xiu Daomen. Before that, he had not heard anyone from the villa mention anything of the knife sect. As for the massacre of the Xiu Daomen, he discovered it only when he and Han Changsheng went to the gossip for information. It was absolutely impossible that the people of the Tianyuan Mountain Villa had done it. 

They spoke for a long time, but only came to the conclusion that I don’t know about your thing, and you don’t know about my thing. They were not able to find any clues that gave progress to the investigation. 

Liu Xiaoqi sighed softly, and An Yuan frowned. Han Changsheng asked, “In other words, in the whole Yuehua Sect, only the two of us know you are the descendent of Xiu Daomen?” 

Liu Xiaoqi nodded. “I dare not tell anyone else.  The first elder martial brother is the first to know, and the second elder martial brother is the second.” 

Han Changsheng said, “You are so bold that you sneak out to practice with your knife each night. Have you never been accidentally discovered by someone?” 

It stunned both An Yuan and Liu Xiaoqi. An Yuan said, “Do you still go out to practice with your knife?” 

Liu Xiaoqi was even more surprised. “Every day? I dare not do that. When I went to the Yuehua Sect, I only practiced the knife technique five or six times. I practice it in the dead of night or when the grounds were deserted in the day, isn’t that impossible to do every day? The day the elder martial brother caught me was because there was an eclipse and I thought of my father again. I felt reminiscent, so I ran out to practice secretly with my knife.”

Han Changsheng frowned. “Is that so? That was really unfortunate. I found you practicing the knife technique twice in the night. I thought it was you practicing every day.”

Liu Xiaoqi was surprised and asked, “Twice? Besides the last time, there was another time?” He paused. “No, the last time I practiced the knife technique was when brother Han saw it. Before that, it was three months before you came to the Yuehua Sect. How could you have seen it?” 

It stunned Han Changsheng. “Three months?” He stayed in the Yuehua Sect for less than a month. Before that, he didn’t even know where the Yuehua Sect was. If Liu Xiaoqi was telling the truth, he could not have seen him practice twice. 

Han Changsheng suddenly stood up from his chair. “Then who was the person I saw practicing in the training grounds?” It was the night the little stinky egg took him to see Elder Lan Fang. He had intended to spy on An Yuan but saw someone practicing on the training grounds. Their moves were clearly from the Xiu Daomen! He clearly remembered it and always thought the man was Liu Xiaoqi. Later, when he ran into Liu Xiaoqi practicing his martial arts, he confirmed his conjecture even more. 

Liu Xiaoqi and An Yuan spoke with one voice, “Who was it?”

An Yuan said, “Which day? Tell us all the details!” 

Han Changsheng recalled the day and said, “It was when I killed the Yin and Yang Sha twins and returned to the Yuehua Sect. That night, I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk near the training field. Then, I saw someone practicing with a sword…” 

Liu Xiaoqi interrupted him, “Practicing with a sword?” 

Han Changsheng thought for a moment, then determined, “Yes! Practicing with a sword! But the sword technique was very similar to that of your showy Xiu Daomen, except that some moves had been adapted to more suitable ones.” 

Liu Xiaoqi asked, “You didn’t see who the man was?” 

Han Changsheng said, “It was so dark. If I could see clearly, how could I think it was you?” 

Liu Xiaoqi’s face was inconceivable. “You… are you sure you read it right? Is it our style to be showy? I have never come out to practice the sword in the middle of the night, and I’m even less likely to go to the training grounds. The field is very wide. If someone was close to me, I may not be able to detect them. Even if there was no night curfew, I dared not go.”

Han Changsheng pulled up his hair, picked up his sword, and tried to reproduce the moves according to his memory. His memory and understanding were excellent, thus he could learn martial arts from others just by watching others once. Even if he only learned from a foreign source, he could use it to reproduce the move. Although it was a long time ago, he still remembered the swordsmanship he saw that night. 

Although the inn was small, it was big enough for Han Changsheng to make a few comparisons. Liu  Xiaoqi was so surprised that he could hardly speak. “It’s really similar. It seems he changed his sword technique according to the moves of the Xiu Daomen.” 

Han Changsheng made a few more strokes. Liu Xiaoqi frowned. “That is not like our moves.” 

Han Changsheng nodded. “That person used them. In fact, I saw some Linglong sword techniques like the Linglong Gate. However, I thought it was you that day. I thought it was just because your sword technique was similar to the Linglong Sect’s.” 

Liu Xiaoqi shook his head blankly. “I do not know the Linglong sword technique.” 

An Yuan, who had been silent the whole time, said, “If the person you saw really changed the Xiu Daomen’s sword technique and the Linglong Sect’s sword technique that night, he should be familiar with the martial arts of many sects.” 

Liu Xiaoqi took a cold breath. “It’s the demonic Tianning Cult!” 

“Ouch!” Once Liu Xiaoqi finished, Han Changsheng knocked against his forehead. Puffing up his cheeks, he grieved and covered his head. “Brother, why did you do that to me?” 

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes and said, “You stupid airhead. What kind of idiot person of the Tianning Cult would have so much free time to pig out at the Yuehua Sect? Why would the Yuehua Sect’s food be better than that of the Xiushan Mountain? Such nonsense!” 

An Yuan looked meaningfully at Han Changsheng. Isn’t there one idiot from the Tianning Cult here?

Han Changsheng did not realize that he was insulting himself and said, “It has nothing to do with the Tianning Cult!” 

Liu Xiaoqi didn’t understand, but since Han Changsheng said that, he had to admit, “Alright then, who could it be?” 

Han Changsheng said, “One of you has been in the Yuehua Sect for over ten years, and the other only a year or two. I have only been in the Yuehua Sect for half a month, but I know more about the Yuehua than both of you!” 

Liu Xiaoqi apologized and looked at An Yuan. “Second elder martial brother, do you know anything?” 

An Yuan dropped his gaze, silent.

Han Changsheng touched his chin and pondered. If someone really learned the sword techniques of the Xiu Daomen and the Linglong Sect, they’d have similar ideals to that of Tianning Cult, since the cult learned from multiple sects.

Liu Xiaoqi said, “Brother Han said that the second elder martial brother’s father died under the Xiu Daomen’s sword technique. If brother Han is right, is it possible that the person who killed the second brother’s father was not someone from our sect, but someone who learned our sword style?”  

Stunned, Han Changsheng said, “Do you mean that the murderer may be the one I saw that night? Are they from the Yuehua Sect?” 

Liu Xiaoqi hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly. 

Han Changsheng said, “It was fifteen years ago. If everything is as we infer, then that person is likely the killer. Among the disciples of this generation, Li Jiulong is twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, so he was only twelve or thirteen years old when the villa incident occurred. Thus, it cannot be the disciples, it could only be the elders!” 

Liu Xiaoqi gasped. “Our leader and Leader Yue have always been friends.” 

Han Changsheng was surprised and asked, “You mean Yue Peng?” 

Liu Xiaoqi said, “I knew they’d learn other martial arts, but I am not sure if the leader taught sect leader Yue the sword techniques of our Xiu Sect.” 

With a smile, Han Changsheng said, “If it really was him, that guy is good at hiding.” 

An Yuan did not say a word. He sat down, unsure of what to think. 

Although Han Changsheng and Liu Xiaoqi were skeptical, they were only skeptical and had no evidence that Yue Peng was the killer. An Yuan suddenly stood up and said, “Let’s go back.” 

Han Changsheng and An Yuan left Liu Xiaoqi’s room and walked on the road. Finding An Yuan absent-minded, Han Changsheng asked, “What’s the matter with you? What’s on your mind?” 

An Yuan recovered and shook his head.

Han Changsheng didn’t ask again. Suddenly, something pulled at his trousers. Looking down, he saw that a cat had grabbed hold of his pant leg. Kneeling, Han Changsheng picked up the cat. “Little stinky egg? You really are a little stinky egg, ah.” 

The cat rubbed his arm happily.

An Yuan looked at him again and again, and swallowed the name of Cherry Snow Spirit Feather.

Han Changsheng touched the little stinky egg’s chin and said, “Why did you come here? Did you come with Xiaoqi and the rest of them?” 

The little stinky egg meowed and didn’t move from Han Changsheng’s arms. 

Han Changsheng looked at An Yuan. At last, An Yuan reached out and touched the little stinky egg’s head. He said, “Let’s take it back with us and get it something to eat.” 

Han Changsheng nodded and went back with the little stinky egg. 

In the evening, Han Changsheng and An Yuan prepared to go to bed when they suddenly heard a meow. The little stinky egg jumped to the bed and laid down between them both. 

Disgusted, Han Changsheng grabbed its scruff to throw it under the bed. “Get down quickly, don’t wet the bed.” 

“Meow, meow, meow～” the little stinky egg protested pitifully. 

An Yuan couldn’t bear it. “Let it sleep. It’s cold on the ground and it is freezing at night.” 

Han Changsheng had no choice but to throw the little stinky egg to An Yuan, but the little stinky egg jumped away and insisted on laying down between them, rubbing left and sniffing right. 

An Yuan advised, “Little cat, don’t argue with him.” He gently held the little stinky egg in his arms.

What could Han Changsheng do? He had to lie down and sleep. 

That night, Han Changsheng dreamed again. 

He and An Yuan stood in a beautiful valley. With a sad smile, he said, “I thought I could be with you forever, but I never expected it to come to this. I do not regret it. It is all my own will. If I want someone to blame, I can only blame fate. If there is a chance to do it all again, I would trample this destiny fiercely under my feet!” 

Han Changsheng thought he looked so handsome while saying such a thing, then turned to say goodbye to An Yuan. Suddenly——

“Oh, my God!” 

A huge stone fell from the hillside, rolling down a path to kill him. It hit Han Changsheng, nearly suffocating him.

“Save… help…” Let me be handsome for three seconds asshole!

Then Han Changsheng struggled to wake up.

The heavy weight on his chest made him breathless. It was because of this culprit that he had such a strange dream. 

Han Changsheng pushed the weight aside and sat up to take a breath. Looking back, he saw a young man in a yellow and white robe laying between him and An Yuan. Because of Han Changsheng’s sudden movement, An Yuan and the man who came out of nowhere woke up. Han Changsheng and An Yuan’s eyes widened as they stared at each other. 

Han Changsheng: Damn it. How did the Dog Lord manage to make this person appear?

An Yuan: Oh motherf-, this bastard went out to steal people at night?!

The mysterious man didn’t know what happened. He rubbed his eyes drowsily, then reached for Han Changsheng’s hand and pressed it to his head. Han Changsheng rigidly pulled his hand away, realizing he wanted him to touch his head. 

Touch… his head?!