Chu Li saw their real faces.
They were indeed beauties. Although they were not as beautiful as Xiao Qi and Xiao Shi, they were still inferior to Su Ru and Xue Ling. In the outside world, they were already rare beauties.
The waiter was very attentive and served the dishes even faster than the other tables.
As a hot-blooded young man, even though he was a waiter, it was hard for him to quench his love for beauty.
Among the three beauties, one of them was an Innate Master. She was about the same age as Xue Ling. Although she looked delicate, her flesh and blood were much finer than the average person's. She must have practiced the Art of Body Refinement as her strength was much stronger than the average man's.
As for the other two women, they had also cultivated body refining techniques and were far superior to ordinary people. However, their cultivation was only at the Postliminary Realm, so they were not worth mentioning in his eyes.
When the dishes were served, they tilted their heads and gently took off their white veils.
The eyes of the people around them lit up, and they stared at them with wide eyes. Those who were reserved would occasionally glance at them, and those who were thick-skinned would stare straight at them. All eyes were attracted to them.
Chu Li looked out of the window with a glass of wine in hand.
After all, there were many beauties in the Public House. Chen Xue and the others were also beauties. They always faced Xue Ling and Su Ru, and they often faced Xiao Qi, so they were very picky.
He held the wine cup and took a sip from time to time as he continued to ponder over the strange symbol. He would try it when he got back tonight to see if he could draw the symbol with cinnabar.
What was used to draw the symbols in the ancient cauldron? A Grandmaster could not do this, could it be an Enlightened Master?
His mind suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look.
Three young men with long sabers on their waists slowly walked up the stairs and stood at the top of the stairs, sizing up everyone.
The young man in the lead was full of heroic spirit. He was dressed in green and stood with his hand on his saber.
The two youths behind him looked ordinary. One was tall and muscular, and the other was thin. Their eyes were wide open, and their expressions were unfriendly. Their gazes were like knives, and no one dared to look at them directly.
The three of them glanced at Chu Li's face and did not stop.
Chu Li did not have a shred of inner energy around him. He looked like a scholar who did not know any martial arts.
Their gazes finally fell on the faces of the three beauties and stopped.
The three women lowered their heads and ate quietly, adhering to the rule of not talking while eating.
The handsome young man in the lead snorted and walked to their table with his knife. He asked in a deep voice, "Are you a disciple of Tai Hua Valley?"
The three girls looked up at him, then lowered their heads and continued eating, ignoring him.
"Bang!" The tall and strong young man took a step forward and slammed his palm on the table.
"Crash!" The table, the dishes, and the broken pieces fell into a pile, and the juice flowed everywhere.
The three women's chopsticks froze in mid-air. They slowly raised their heads, their eyes blazing with anger.
The tall and strong young man widened his eyes and shouted, "My senior brother is talking to you. Didn't you hear him?!"
Among the three girls, the petite one shouted, "Are you crazy?!"
The tall, muscular youth scoffed, "Are you Tai Hua Valley disciples?"
"So what if I am, so what if I'm not?" The petite and exquisite beauty shouted, "Who are you? How dare you be so rude and unreasonable!"
"Hmph!" The muscular young man puffed up his chest and said loudly, "We are disciples of Green Hill!"
He glanced at the petite and exquisite beauty, and then looked at the people around him proudly.
"Disciples of Green Hill!"
"Green Hill!"
"They're in the south. Why are they here?"
The people around them were in a heated discussion. Green Hill was a first-rate sect, it was a famous sect in the southern martial arts world.
The slightly older, oval-faced beauty waved her hand and stopped the petite girl. She said calmly and gently, "So you're disciples of Green Hill. Tai Hua Valley and Green Hill have always minded our own business. What business do you have with us?"
"Hmph, mind our own business!" The muscular youth questioned, "You killed a disciple of Green Hill!"
"Why do you say that?" The oval-faced beauty frowned slightly.
"Did you destroy Solace Hill?" The muscular youth scoffed.
The oval-faced beauty nodded slightly, "Solace Hill has committed all kinds of crimes. We are acting on behalf of the heavens to eliminate them!"
"Hmph, he's already dead. You can say whatever you want!" The muscular youth scoffed, "My junior brother, Deng, was killed by you at Solace Hill!"
"A disciple of Green Hill is at Solace Hill?" The oval-faced beauty shook her head, "Everyone knows about Solace Hill's reputation. They wanted to snatch us up the mountain. As martial artists, instead of upholding justice, they committed crimes. Their deaths are not to be regretted!"
"You killed someone and you're saying you're in the right!" The muscular youth's expression darkened. He turned and said, "Senior brother, let's not waste time talking to them. Let's do it!"
The muscular youth said calmly, "Our Green Hill is a righteous sect. We're reasonable. My junior brother, Deng, mistakenly befriended bandits. He deserves to die. How about this, three ladies, cripple your own cultivation and we'll forget about this!"
"Why?" The petite girl was unconvinced, "That guy has killed countless innocent people. He should've died a long time ago. What's wrong with us acting on behalf of the heavens? You Green Hill people are being reasonable. What a joke! "
"Green Hill disciples are not for others to kill!" The muscular youth said coldly, "If you three ladies can't do it, I'll do it for you!"
"Then let's fight!" The petite girl unsheathed her sword and pointed it at the three young men, "Come on, cripple us if you can!"
"Let's fight!" The muscular youth drew his gleaming long sword and held it in front of him, "Come, come, all of you come at me together!"
"Blow the conch!" The petite girl shouted and thrust her sword forward. A few sword sparks surrounded the muscular youth.
The muscular youth scoffed and closed in with his sword.
"Ding …" The sword and the sword clashed. The petite girl took two steps back and frowned at her opponent.
The muscular youth laughed proudly, "You're no match for me!"
"Hmph, watch out!" The petite girl thrust her sword forward.
The muscular youth swung his sword but missed. He quickly swung his sword diagonally and hit the tip of the sword.
The petite girl's sword collided with the blade and immediately thrust forward. Her sword was faster than before. She used her exquisite swordsmanship to leverage her strength.
"Ding ding ding ding …" A series of metal clashing sounds were heard. More than twenty moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye.
"Ah!" The petite girl screamed and her sword flew out of her hand.
The muscular youth used his strength to counter her. His sword was as heavy as a mountain.
The petite girl had to bear the brunt of the force. Her wrist was sore and she lost her grip on her sword.
"Hah!" The muscular youth swung his sword without hesitation. He wanted to cut her in half.
The other girl drew her sword and tried to save her comrade.
"Ding …" A sword suddenly appeared from the side and knocked her sword away.
The muscular youth swung his sword and the petite girl retreated quickly. She could not dodge it.
"Ah!" She screamed. Her right shoulder and upper arm were exposed. Blood soaked her sleeves.
The crowd was shocked. They could not bear to watch. They did not expect the muscular youth to be so cruel.
Chu Li shook his head. He did not plan to help.
He would not provoke the grudges of the martial arts world if he could. There were endless troubles. Everyone had their own fate. He was not a savior and could not save everyone. Grudges and grudges were often messed up and could not be sorted out.
Moreover, he showed mercy. Otherwise, her arm would have been separated from her body.
The oval-faced girl sealed the petite girl's acupuncture point. She took out some ointment and applied it to stop the bleeding. Then, she fed her a pill.
She turned to look at the other two who were fighting. She frowned.
Her junior sister was no match for them. She could only rely on herself.
Chu Li smiled.
The girl's cultivation level was the highest among the six. The three disciples from the Green Hill were no match for her.
"Junior Sister Zhang, stand down!" she said softly.
"Yes." The petite girl who was waving her sword left the battlefield.
The oval-faced girl unsheathed her sword and said, "He Binghua from the Tai Hua Valley!"
"Xu Shixiao from the Green Hill!" The handsome youth unsheathed his sword and scoffed, "There are no eyes under the blade. Don't blame me for your life or death. Please — —!"
He Binghua thrust her sword forward. The tip of the sword whistled as if it was piercing through cloth.
Xu Shixiao swung his sword at her head. It was like a flash of lightning. It was extremely fast.
He Binghua stepped to the side to avoid the long sword. Her sword continued to thrust forward, forcing Xu Shixiao to retreat.
"Chi! Chi! Chi! "He Binghua's sword whistled. Xu Shixiao kept retreating. He could not swing his long sword.
He Bing Hua's swordplay was exquisite. Although it looked soft and soft, it was very aggressive. Xu Shixiao's blade was ferocious, but he had no way to use it. He was forced to retreat continuously. He could not catch his breath, and his blood was boiling. His movements became slower and slower.
"Ding …" Suddenly, a sword came from the side.
He Binghua pointed her sword and the long sword flew out.
Chu Li was helpless. He tilted his head to the left and dodged the rolling long sword.
"Ding!" The long sword pierced deeply into the window frame. The handle trembled.
He Bing Hua stared coldly at the tall, muscular young man who was empty-handed. She glanced sideways at Xu Shixiao, "Green Hill, what a Green Hill!"
Xu Shixiao's face darkened. He stared at the tall and strong youth, "Brother Zhao!"
The tall and strong youth looked embarrassed. He turned and stared at Chu Li, "What are you waiting for? Hand me the sword!"
Chu Li laughed. This was an unexpected disaster. He did not want to bother with it but it came knocking on his door.
He suddenly thought of teasing them. He stood up and pulled out the sword with both hands. He walked forward and handed it to the tall and strong youth. He smiled.
"What are you smiling at!" The tall and strong youth did not take the long sword. He glared and shouted.
He helped but was shouted at by his senior. It was really embarrassing. He had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing Chu Li's smile, it seemed like he was mocking him. He suddenly became angry.
"Brother Zhao!" Xu Shixiao said, "Don't be rude!"
"Brother, this guy dares to laugh at me. He really doesn't know what's good for him!" The tall and strong youth said angrily, "It's only me. If it was someone else, I would've slashed him and his head would've been removed!"
"Alright, alright!" Xu Shixiao waved his hand and said impatiently, "Why bother with someone who doesn't practice martial arts!"
"Brother, I'm not fussing with him. I'm doing this for his own good." The tall and strong youth quickly said, "Learn your lesson. Don't lose your life in the future!"
Chu Li shook his head and handed the long sword forward.
The tall and strong youth scoffed and took the long sword. His expression changed.
A vast amount of inner energy flowed from the long sword into his body. It was like a raging wave crashing on the shore. His inner energy was completely expelled. Only the other's inner energy flowed in his meridians. He lost control of his body and could not move.
Chu Li smiled and retracted his hand, "You're welcome."
The tall and strong youth looked at him in shock.
Chu Li sat back at the table and smiled as he picked up the wine glass.
The tall and strong youth widened his eyes and stared at Chu Li's young face. He could not believe it. He felt that he must have been hallucinating. How could he have such an unimaginable cultivation level at such a young age?
Chu Li picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Brother Zhao?" Xu Shixiao called out.
"Ah?!" The tall and strong youth responded loudly. He immediately realized that he had lost his composure. He forced a smile, "Hmm?"
"Let's go!" Xu Shixiao said.
With a gloomy face, he closed fist saluted and scoffed, "Miss He, we'll meet again!"
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