Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Inspiration Flowing Like a
Spring
Translator: 549690339
Yang Zhen turned around to leave. This sudden change took Big Sister off guard. Her longsword screeched as it landed on the ground with a clang, causing the ground to tremble a bit.
“Don’t go, Yang Zhen, it was my…I was reckless. The master always said that no one under the heavens could inherit his mantle, but he was always in search of a disciple. I think you’re the right person. You can’t go!
Grabbing Yang Zhen’s arm, Big Sister hurriedly said, “We have to set off tomorrow. If you don’t come with me to see the master, it’ll be the greatest loss in your life and perhaps a regret for him too.”
Yang Zhen, full of arrogance, glanced at the longsword on the ground, side-eyed Big Sister and asked, “So you’re inviting me?”
“Yes, yes, I’m inviting you. Come and meet the master. I’m sure you two will find some common ground. You might even become master and disciple which has always been the master’s greatest wish!”
Yang Zhen nodded, looking at Big Sister with a strange expression, but he felt a wave of comfort in his heart.
Accompany the title “Big Sister” with a formidable woman holding that terrifying longsword-it only made sense. What good was just a cute young girl?
Most importantly, Big Sister was beautiful and voluptuously built-a perfect match for such a grand title.
Initially, Yang Zhen thought the longsword belonged to Little Huan, which was rather odd, it was not easy for Little Huan to handle such a weapon.
Yang Zhen followed Big Sister towards the station. Behind the station, there was a huge boat, shaped like a blade. This sight made Yang Zhen understand what the phrase ‘stand out from the crowd’ truly meant.
Compared to this blade-like boat, the other boats were but petty toys; they were like goods one could pick up for a mere ten dollars at a roadside stall.
The boat was shaped like a huge battle blade, its blade facing forward, exuding an endless aura of warfare. The back was akin to a thick shield, allowing the boat to take more onboard.
Realizing Yang Zhen’s astonished expression, Big Sister flashed a smug smile and said, “The Blade is one of the largest merchant ships on the Coast of the East Sea In fact, it is the best in performance. It was personally designed by the master, built in a way that many of its functions are controlled through the integration of prose and Dao.”
Yang Zhen, utterly amazed, remarked, “The world is indeed filled with wonders. To be able to incorporate prose and Dao into a ship, the master is truly a man of remarkable ability!”
Seeing Yang Zhen’s expression, Big Sister teased, “Who would have thought that you, a man with thick brows and large eyes, could be so flattering?
“Is this flattery?” Yang Zhen retorted, “These are sincere compliments. I admire anyone who can do something that I can t.
As Big Sister was about to speak, Yang Zhen murmured, “Although there aren’t many things left in this world that I can’t do.”
Big Sister:”…”
The master wasn’t inside the station; he was aboard the Blade. According to Lady Big Sister, the master had come to Xiushan City this time in search of an heir. He had never left the Blade, alternating between laughing heartily and sighing deeply as he repeatedly recited a certain string of words in his room. Listened to this, Yang Zhen was a little nervous. Is this what all great literati were like? Or was there just a thin line that separated genius and madness? No wonder there was the saying “Only the mad become legends.” It seemed that one had to be truly mad to become someone above others.
At least from the beginning of documented history up until now, there hadn’t been anyone ordinary who had left a legacy for centuries, for good or ill. Even if the most ordinary person ascended to greatness, the actions he took during that process would be deemed crazy.
Yang Zhen wasn’t sure what this master was like, but he must have been truly extraordinary to have so many people look up to him. And if this master hadn’t been a true scholar, he probably wouldn’t have so many disciples. After all, while some people in the world may be a little bit slow on the uptake, there weren’t any complete idiots.
Upon arriving at the Blade, Big Sister turned to Little Huan and said, “Little Huan, go tell the Master that Bell has come to seek guidance. She wants to introduce a young talent!”
Little Huan, thrilled, dashed into the Blade, almost bumping into a gentleman with a fan and a robe as she entered.
The gentleman gasped, hastily reached out to steady Little Huan, and said with a grin, “So it’s Miss Little Huan. Why so careless? Does Bell have urgent business?”
Little Huan bowed in apology, saying, “Please forgive me, Young Master Lin. 1 was momentarily distracted. It was an accidental lapse on my part.” Young Master Lin laughed heartily and said, “No harm done!
After parting the crowd, Young Master Lin spotted Big Sister Leader, breaking into hearty laughter. He walked up, his demeanor carefree, and remarked, “I see Big Sister Leader has returned. When will you have some free time to indulge in heavy drinking with me? Drink till we drop?” Big Sister Leader glanced at Yang Zhen and, slapping his shoulder, introduced him, “This is Young Master Lin, Lin Shilang. Despite his young age, he is already a leading scholar in Dajiang Country. His literary prowess and cultivation skills are both exceptional. The professor likes him very much, too. He is one of the chosen disciples for this examination, also known as the distinguished Lin Shilang!”
Yang Zhen let out an ‘Oh’ in surprise and said, “Nice to meet you!
“How modest!” Lin Shilang responded to Yang Zhen with a bow and queried, “I haven’t the pleasure of knowing this gentleman’s name?” Although he was conversing with Yang Zhen, Lin Shilang’s eyes consistently rested upon Big Sister Leader. His blatant disregard for Yang Zhen was quite apparent as he evidently considered him inconsequential.
As per Yang Zhen’s masculine intuition, this lad surely saw him as an adversary. He was the kind of adversary you needed to keep beneath your heel at all times. The jealousy blazing deep within his eyes almost singed Yang
Zhen’s eyelashes.
Yang Zhen’s most direct personality trait had always been to launch counter-attacks. He liked to ignite dangerous sparks to expose any underlying issues. It saved him from potential blindsides later on.
Upon hearing Lin Shilang’s words, Yang Zhen laughed heartily and said, “But I am just an ordinary guy. I am Yang Zhen, one of the professor’s direct disciples, also known as the scholar tyrant, Yang!
A look of astonishment spread across Lin Shilang’s face. A semblance of fleering appeared in his eyes as he said, “The professor’s direct disciple, Yang Zhen? The scholar tyrant, Yang? Aren’t you afraid of becoming the subject of mockery, Young Master Yang? The professor indeed intended to take on a disciple, but he is yet to settle on a suitable candidate. Aren’t you being a little presumptuous? I’m afraid you’re embarrassing yourself!” Yang Zhen sighed heavily and responded very seriously, “It’s a shame. It appears the professor did not inform you about this.” Lin Shilang jerked abruptly and glared at Yang Zhen, demanding, “What did you say?”
It was clear in Lin Shilang’s eyes, now glimmering with murderous intent, that there was something fishy about it. He was indeed an intriguing young man. Had he been allowed to grow and evolve, the consequences would have been unimaginable. No wonder the professor didn’t take him in.
The professor surely would have noticed such a human disposition, which even Yang Zhen could decipher, wouldn’t he?
Yang Zhen was puzzled why the professor would keep such an individual on the ship, only to have him hailed as one of his potential disciples?
Yang Zhen broke into a hearty laugh and noted, “What I meant was, could you please step aside? I’m off to meet the professor.”
Lin Shilang stared at Yang Zhen with a suspicious smile on his face and taunted, “The professor won’t entertain riff-raff like you, I’m afraid!” Upon hearing this, Big Sister Leader instantly furrowed her eyebrows, preparing to retort. Just then, Yang Zhen shoved Lin Shilang’s shoulders apart and casually strolled on.
“It’ll be clear whether it’s a wolf or a mutt after some time!
Thud!
Big Sister Leader couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the scene. Holding onto Yang Zhen’s shoulder for support, both of them swayed and walked away in peals of laughter.
“Shilang…Shilang is a mutt, oh my, Yang Zhen, how…how did you come up with that, you…you’re killing me.”
-Why else would they call me Yang scholar tyrant who spouts knowledge like a gushing spring?”
“I’m sorry, it was me who got you involved. However, despite Lin Shilang’s narrow-mindedness, he does have significant talent. You shouldn’t have offended him.”
“Why didn’t you say it earlier?”
“Would you have listened if I did?”
“No!”
Lin Shilang watched Yang Zhen’s retreating figure with venomous and sinister eyes. After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up into a strange but playful smirk, “Yang Zhen, it looks like you’re interesting!”
Having said this, Lin Shilang followed them!