Chapter 142: The Name of the Sword Immortal

Yuechan had seemed a bit strange when she visited earlier, as if she had some news for Ye Qiu, but seeing he was busy, she had hurried away.

It seemed that something must have gone wrong in the void again. However, it was likely still under control, otherwise, Yuechan would have certainly told him.

"Hmm... it seems things are drifting off course. This commotion caused by the monkey has unexpectedly drawn out even more major clans. If I could gather all these clans together, I suppose... the future might not be so unpredictable after all."

Ye Qiu chuckled. A blessing in disguise, perhaps! Aside from that monkey, the other little creatures that had escaped from the tavern remained unheard of. They were likely hiding in some corner of the world, silently waiting for their moment. Ye Qiu didn't fear their mischief; he only feared they might cause so much chaos that the situation would spiral out of control. It was a dilemma.

Among the pets Ye Qiu had raised, besides the troublesome monkey, there was also a Husky that was even more chaotic. Yet, there had been no news of it either. This felt out of character; with its "the world is not chaotic enough" personality, it was strange for it to be this quiet.

"Haha, interesting! It’s getting more and more interesting..."

The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh. Ye Qiu couldn't help but chuckle aloud. He hadn't expected that he had inadvertently raised so many disasters, all of whom had conveniently slipped out to wreak havoc on the world. This was a mess that would be hard to clean up! Moreover, he hoped they had kept the treasures they took with them; if those items fell into the hands of the public, who knew what kind of storm it might trigger.

Initially, Ye Qiu had doubted the power of his own calligraphy and paintings, but he didn't dare to anymore—the people of this world simply had too vivid an imagination! Who knew if another Yuechan might pop up? There was no way to tell.

"Proprietor, what are you laughing at?"

Seeing Ye Qiu laugh, the others cast curious glances his way, and Cao He asked directly.

Ye Qiu rubbed his nose and said calmly, "I feel like I need to do something!"

"Do what?"

The others were puzzled. They felt there was something suspicious in Ye Qiu’s eyes, but they couldn't fathom his thoughts. The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow felt a chill run down its spine, convinced that another major event was brewing.

"By the way, has Jian Chen returned? I sent him out to recruit talent. How is it that there’s been no news for so many days?"

Ye Qiu asked suddenly. Cao He shook his head and said, "No. Could that kid have run off, or perhaps he spent the public funds on wining and dining and can't bear to come back?"

Ye Qiu: "???"

*Damn, how did I forget about that!* It was over. Not returning for so many days meant he must have spent the money on a spree. Disaster... Ye Qiu felt a pang of heartache for that money! The small fortune he’d painstakingly saved from selling wine had all been taken by Liu Jianchen to recruit men. Although he wanted to curse, he suppressed his anger, maintaining a composed and unhurried expression for the sake of the outsiders present.

He said calmly, "I don't think so! A dignified Sword Immortal wouldn't do something like that, would he?"

By the time he finished, even Ye Qiu wasn't so sure. If it were Yuechan, he would have trusted her, but Liu Jianchen was different. That kid had no bottom line and was thick-skinned enough to do anything.

"Sw... Sword Immortal?"

Upon hearing the title, Hua Zhu and her companions changed expressions instantly, looking incredibly nervous.

"Senior, are you speaking of the White-Clothed Sword Immortal, Liu Jianchen?"

Hua Zhu and the others were stunned; they had clearly heard the legends surrounding Liu Jianchen. Qing Cheng looked envious and said, "I didn't expect the Senior Brother's reputation to be so grand... so many people know him. No, I must learn to show off a bit more. One day, I too will become a famous figure and strike fear across the lands..."

At that moment, Qing Cheng silently resolved to become a celebrity, unaware that Liu Jianchen’s fame was earned through combat, not through posturing.

Ye Qiu was surprised by Hua Zhu's reaction and nodded. "It's him. Why? Do you know him?"

"Hiss... Heavens, it really is the White-Clothed Sword Immortal! Who in the world doesn't know the name of the Sword Immortal..."

Hearing Ye Qiu's confirmation, Hua Zhu became inwardly excited, while Cao He grew tense. He had finally found a little fan, and now it felt like someone was trying to poach her.

"Is it really that exaggerated? Is Little Liu's reputation that loud?" Cao He questioned. Hearing his tone, Hua Zhu and the others were even more shocked. Xiao Huan shrieked, "You, you, you! How can you call the Sword Immortal 'Little Liu'? Aren't you afraid he'll come looking for you?"

Cao He: "???"

*Why would I be afraid of him? We were drinking together just a few days ago.*

"Alright!"

Just as Xiao Huan was about to say more, Ye Qiu interrupted. He felt a bit embarrassed. This was too much! He hadn't expected Liu Jianchen to steal all the limelight without making a sound. What kind of situation was this? To everyone else, he was the White-Clothed Sword Immortal, but in the tavern, wasn't he just a waiter who served tea and poured water? Why were they worshipping a servant instead of him, the proprietor?

It was too much, simply too much!

"Senior, do you know Liu the Sword Immortal?"

Hua Zhu looked at Ye Qiu with deep eyes. She couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but she felt that Ye Qiu was even more terrifying than the White-Clothed Sword Immortal. Sometimes, a woman's intuition was incredibly accurate. Unlike Xiao Huan, who was overcome with excitement, she had observed carefully and noticed that Ye Qiu, Cao He, and Qing Cheng showed no significant reaction to the name.

Could it be that they really knew him?

Before Ye Qiu could answer, Qing Cheng blurted out, "Know him? We’re more than familiar! The White-Clothed Sword Immortal you speak of was taught by our proprietor. He is the eldest disciple, I am the second, and this one here is the third disciple..." Qing Cheng shamelessly pointed at Cao He.

"Get lost! You're the third disciple; in any ranking, you'd be last!"

Once Qing Cheng said this, Hua Zhu and the others turned pale, murmuring in disbelief.

"This... this... how is this possible? The White-Clothed Sword Immortal is his apprentice?"

"Heavens, I can't believe it. If he can teach a powerhouse like the Sword Immortal, what kind of existence is he?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at Ye Qiu in shock, shifting from skepticism to absolute awe.

Cao He continued, "Don't be fooled by the rumors. Little Liu isn't as terrifying as you think. Just a few days ago, he was helping me kill a chicken. It still makes me mad—what kind of 'Sword Immortal' is he? He couldn't even catch a chicken; he plucked all its feathers and still let it run away..."

Hua Zhu: "..."

She was speechless. What kind of divine tavern was this? A dignified Sword Immortal was only fit to kill chickens here? My goodness, this world was insane! Even more outrageous was that, besides that bird, everyone in the tavern seemed to be an Earthly Immortal. How terrifying was that? Furthermore, that bird was also on the verge of breaking through to become an Earthly Immortal. Combined with an unfathomable Ye Qiu, wasn't this tavern destined to become the number one power in the Great Wilderness?