Capítulo 20: Young Yu Yan
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Over the next few days, every time Happy logged out of the game, he did something else other than eat—switching on his computer to browse through South China Martial Arts Ranking Board to look at the changes and learn of the guides and news his university mates uploaded.
Even though he had already experienced all of this before, being able to recollect what had happened in the past and read into the events that had transpired before in such a direct manner still brought great enjoyment to Happy. It also brought great nostalgia…
At that point in time, the number of people who had registered in South China Martial Arts Ranking Board had jumped from the initial three hundred or so people to around one thousand seven hundred people. There were hundreds of students who would join the website every day, and its popularity rose continuously.
Happy noticed that his ranking had dropped. He was originally placed around the two hundreds, but now, he had dropped to around one thousand and six hundred. There were more than one hundred and fifty people whose highest ranked martial art had already reached the ninth realm, which showed just how terrifying were university students' drive and zeal.
The other three boys in Happy's dorm fared quite well. They were ranked in the top five hundreds, especially Qi Ci's Young Lonely Seven. He actually had a martial art that had already reached the tenth realm, and he was ranked very high, at the seventh place.
This discovery caused Happy to be incredibly embarrassed.
He had thought that his tenth realm Shaolin's Long Fist, which he had hidden all this while, could allow him to stay a little longer at the top ranks of the ranking board once he keyed in the information, but apparently even if he did key in his information, he would have eight other people who surpassed his rank in just one night.
Brother Tea Words, who was at the top of the ranking board, had registered four ninth realm martial arts and one tenth realm martial art. When Happy saw this, he could not help gasping in admiration.
This person was indeed so strong that he was not a human.
The game had only just started, and he already had four ninth realm martial arts as well as one tenth realm martial art. Once he reached a breakthrough for all of them and entered Grandmaster Realm, his qi would increase by twenty points at the very least.
'Looks like World of Martial Arts will soon be the world for players who have entered Gate Realm.'
Happy sucked in a deep breath. His mind was shocked awake when he remembered something!
Soon after some players' qi reached the first qi realm, World of Martial Arts had launched a story quest of an unprecedented scale, and the rewards involved were very comprehensive and varied. To Happy, who had played the game before, this was incredibly attractive.
More importantly, it was because of that story quest that the players from the sects in World of Martial Arts, regardless of whether they were big or small sects, and whether they had laid dormant in the game or not, would begin engaging each other in bloody fights. They would all walk down the crazed and passionate path of martial artists.
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In truth, Chen Fan was very good at making websites. With just a few days of management, he had managed to categorize many of the posts in South China Martial Arts Ranking Board, showing that he had a lot of ways to handle the website. He managed it so well that the users of the website could understand how to navigate it at first glance.
Some of the practical posts had also had their functions verified, and an "excellent" tag was added to the post so that they became even more eye-catching.
Furthermore, a pretty good and very important function had also been added to the website.
Chen Fan had expanded the website and made a Members' Elegance Zone. All registered members could upload outstanding screenshots and videos that they took in World of Martial Arts to that area.
Right after this function was launched, it immediately attracted a number of members to walk down the road of uploading screenshots and videos. They continuously saved the scenes and experiences that they believed were the best of what they encountered in World of Martial Arts.
"Happy." Bai Lang returned to the dorm right then. He saw the boy sitting in front of his computer, and he was instantly amused. "Why are you grinning so stupidly? Looking at pretty girls?"
"Go away. Am I that kind of person?" The person Bai Lang spoke to rolled his eyes.
"And you say you're not looking at a pretty girl? Heh heh, you brat, you must have received news as well. Why are you looking at me like that? Don't go thinking you can deny this now. Young Yu Yan is the name the girl of your dreams, Xu Xin, chose in World of Martial Arts."
While Bai Lang spoke, he began sighing with a myriad of emotions welling in him all on their own. "Tsk, tsk, I have to say, with Xu Xin's personality and temper, she is indeed like Wang Yuyan from Demi-gods and Semi-devils. She is delicate, which stirs up pity and feelings of tenderness in others. She's so feminine as well. I wonder which lucky bastard will end up dating her in the future."
Happy was stunned.
Young Yu Yan was indeed Xu Xin's in-game name in World of Martial Arts. In his previous life, because of the awkward accident with the umbrella, he had never had the courage to meet her again. Thus, they seldom came into contact with each other.
Later on, he heard that there seemed to be a lot of people who tried to woo her in World of Martial Arts. In fact, she was secretly dubbed as Beauty Yu [1] in the Hundred Flowers Chart in World of Martial Arts.
As for which jerk ended up dating her…
Happy scowled. He did not remember any news of Xu Xin getting herself a boyfriend in his past. When he saw the name of Young Yu Yan again, he recalled the events from his previous life carefully and remembered that there was also a vibrant heart of a martial artist under all the delicate mannerisms of Xu Xin.
Wang Yuyan. Young Yu Yan…
So Xu Xin had actually turned herself into the weakest and most delicate woman in Demi-gods and Semi-devils who needed to depend on others the most.
But was the person she was going to rely on going to be Murong Fu [2] of Gusu City, or Duan Yu [3], the crown prince of Dali Kingdom [4]? Or would she rely on herself?
There was no way for him to know this!
Happy smiled faintly. He suddenly remembered something. He was just a normal secular disciple of Shaolin in his previous life, and he did not have much contact with Xu Xin. But in this life, he was a member of the Murong Clan. He might have a chance to come into contact with Young Yu Yan.
"Oh please, my darling Happy, could you not smile so stupidly? I feel like the pressure on me has become greater!"
Bai Lang shuddered in a very exaggerated manner and shook his head. He no longer bothered about a certain someone who just continued smiling foolishly. He kicked off his shoes and climbed onto his bunk.
Happy was speechless. He rolled his eyes and did not bother to respond.
While Bai Lang lay down on his bed, he asked without any malicious intentions. "Oh, by the way, Happy, how many martial arts have you learned?"
Happy was stunned for a moment, then answered, "Hmm… two."
Lancet Knife Throwing Technique was considered a skill using hidden weapons, and such skills were incredibly difficult to level up. Thus, they should not be considered as martial arts, or that was what Happy thought.
"That's too few. But it's good that you're specializing in something as well. The higher the realm of your martial art, the more qi you will gain. What's the highest realm of your martial arts? I've reached ninth realm, by the way."
Bai Lang's tone was one of calmness, as if he was absolutely not surprised by this fact. To him, it would already be great that a nerd like Happy could learn the basics of a certain martial art. His expectations for him were not high.
"Tenth realm for Shaolin's Long Fist," Happy answered without even turning his head around. There was no reason why he should hide this fact.
But not a single peep was heard from behind him even after a long time had passed…
He turned his head around and looked back to find that Bai Lang had already put on his helmet to enter the game. It was unknown whether he had heard what Happy had said.
Happy felt extremely put out and rolled his eyes. He turned his head around and continued searching for the information he needed.
In truth, he could not be considered to be looking for information. Instead, he was hoping to find news regarding the situation near Gusu City from South China Martial Arts Ranking Board.
As he had expected, his Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword had swiftly reached the ninth realm, but the progress of his Lancet Knife Throwing Technique was slow during the last couple days, but that was because throwing knives were considered a hidden weapon. Not only was their accuracy rate incredibly low, throwing knives were also consumables. He could not retrieve them and continue using them.
Every time he practiced the technique, he had to throw a throwing knife and hit his target if he wanted to increase his progress bar and level up. If he missed, he would not gain any experience, and that was the same as throwing his money into water.
Happy had already spent around 48,000 Ban Liangs outside Gusu City before he finally leveled up the skill up to the eighth realm. All the money he had earned previously that had made him a little rich was instantly gone like the wind.
The only thing that gave Happy some degree of satisfaction was that the requirements for a hidden weapons technique were as high as the requirements to increase one's qi realm!
He had looked for local rascals every single day and caused them trouble day and night by throwing away tons of money as if it were just pieces of paper. From this, his qi had increased by leaps and bounds from its initial four point something to the current eight point something.
If it were not for this discovery, Happy would have gone on strike a long time ago so that he could stop the money from flowing out from his wallet.
It was also because of this that he had to search for information about NPCs that were stronger than local rascals. He had to see whether there was a way to increase his Lancet Knife Throwing Technique to the ninth realm.
The lousy local rascals could no longer take more than a few knives when he used the Lancet Knife Throwing Technique at the eighth realm. If he let his guard down for a moment and threw a few more knives, his happy life would come to an end, and he would no longer have any rascals to serve as his free and endless EXP in the future.
This situation troubled Happy to no end.
Translator's Note:
[1] Beauty Yu: concubine of the warlord Xiang Yu, who competed with Liu Bang.
[2] Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu: Both characters in Demi-gods and Semi-devils. They are cousins, and Wang Yuyan is originally obsessed with Murong Fu.
[3] Duan Yu: Also a character from Demi-gods and Semi-devils. In some renditions, Wang Yuyan ends up with Duan Yu.
[4] Dali Kingdom: a kingdom situated in modern Yunnan province, China from 937 until 1253 when it was conquered by the Mongols.
Capítulo 21: Small Black House
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Eldest senior brother!"
Soon after he returned to the game, Happy heard a strange address when he walked through the front yard, but he did not pay any attention to it. He continued walking forward until someone caught up to him from behind.
"Eldest senior brother."
It was only then that Happy realized that the person had been calling him. With a weirded out expression, he stopped, turned around, and stared at the man who had caught up to him. He was not unfamiliar with his face. He was a disciple who was in charge of chopping wood in the front yard, and he had yet to be taken into the clan as a real disciple.
"Are you calling me?"
"Yes, eldest senior brother. You're the first disciple in the Murong Clan, so it's only natural that you're our eldest senior brother! I've also just been taken in as a member of the Murong Clan by the butler. The butler asked me to learn from you, eldest senior brother."
The excitement on the man's face could not be hidden. He stared at the boy before him dressed in blue robes with his hand holding onto the Noble Sword and saw in him an elegant martial artist who wandered the lands. He did not care that he was older than the person before him. His eyes sparkled while he explained his reason for intruding upon him.
"Ah… ahaha. You flatter me. And you are?"
"Whirlwind Young Li. Senior brother, you can just call me Young Li Zi." Young Li spoke as if he was a machine gun, but he also had the boldness and heroism of a wandering martial artist, which left a good first impression on Happy.
He nodded and said, "I'm really not worthy of being known as your senior brother. My name is Happy, you can just call me Hap—"
"Alright, Eldest Senior Brother Happy!"
When he saw that his eldest senior brother did not put on airs, Young Li was even more excited. He addressed him by his name and title very seriously, and his earnest expression made Happy not know whether he wanted to laugh or cry.
Young Li then told him that he had received a quest to go out of the city. Happy nodded and agreed to chat with him while they did so.
"Eldest senior brother, no one can win against your fame in Gusu City!" Young Li's respectful tone and words stunned Happy.
"Fame? What fame?" Happy asked, curious.
He had been busy practicing his knife throwing technique lately, so he truly did not know that he had already received the title of Blue-robed Noble Sword User and Eldest Senior Brother of the Murong Clan. And those titles were acknowledged by all the players in Gusu City.
"Wow, you really don't know about it?"
Young Li looked at him with an exaggerated expression and let slip the information he had received over the last couple days. As it was becoming normal, he talked like a machine gun.
"Two Bloody Heroes came to Gusu City for a few days and challenged around a dozen pros. They were really cool, but both lost to your sword. They ran back to wherever they came from crestfallen a few days ago, so don't tell me that you aren't the reason for their departure.
"Also! There are very few people who can handle the rascals and ruffians in the taverns outside the city, but every single time you can retreat safely. Some people even said that you're using them to practice your martial arts. Someone also said that with your current abilities, you could easily complete the mission from the tavern and defeat those rascals.
"Do you want to tell all those are fabricated?"
"Two Bloody Heroes?"
Soon, Happy linked the title to Wu Hou and Luo Xiaotian, whom he had defeated on the road. He reckoned that it was their nickname, but he did not know that they had already challenged around a dozen experts in Gusu City...
But once he thought about it from another angle, he found that those people could actually not be called experts at all. They were all a bunch of greenhorns. Why were they pretending to be experts?
But when he heard Young Li talk about the rascals and ruffians, Happy could not help but be troubled!
He did not think that the other players would notice it so soon. It would seem that he would not be able to have exclusive rights to the rascals and ruffians in the future. When he thought about this, he could not help but find this matter regrettable.
"Haha, Eldest Senior Brother Happy, you're not disagreeing with my words, so you're acknowledging them, right? I knew it. The Murong Clan is the strongest in all of Gusu City. Heh heh, by looking at your deeds, I knew I came to the right place, eldest senior brother."
Young Li's smile grew brighter, and he began talking even more. "Tsk tsk, eldest senior brother, you already received the beautiful title of Blue-robed Noble Sword User. I wonder whether I, Young Li, will have such a resounding and elegant name in the future too."
Happy found himself rendered speechless. He had a stupefied and surprised expression on his face again.
Blue-robed Noble Sword User!
Was this going to be his nickname in the future?
Even though it made him sound like an outwardly attractive but worthless person and perhaps even like a wolf in sheep's clothing… it was still pretty good. It was simple and elegant.
He smiled in a self-deprecating manner. Happy did not say much to Young Li. He only listened quietly to him talk off the top of his head about Gusu City's situation.
Young Li attracted quite a lot of attention by walking beside the Blue-robed Noble Sword User, and his excitement could not be described with words. It was as if he wanted to achieve all his aspirations within his heart from that moment onwards.
When they reached the city gate, the two of them parted ways.
"Eldest Senior Brother Happy, if you have anything that needs to be done in the future, just give me a holler. I, Whirlwind Young Li, will definitely do a good job with whatever you ask of me, no matter how hard the task is!"
As he watched Young Li place his fist in his palm and step on the government-made road, Happy could not help but smile. He remembered himself when he had just joined World of Martial Arts. At that time, he was also like Young Li and spoke in the tone of the old wanderers who traveled the lands. He was filled with passion and enthusiasm, but later on…
When he remembered the regret he had when he missed the chance to fight against the other fifteen powerful martial artists in the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua and how a certain someone set up that scheme at the foot of Shaoshi Mount, the smile on Happy's face gradually gained a hint of anguish and dejectedness.
One of those people was the person he had once loved the most.
The other was a person he had trusted.
But they made all the blood, sweat, and tears he paid over the three years end up in vain.
When he thought of this, Happy could not help but tighten his grip around the Noble Sword. His knuckles turned white, and he made an oath in his heart.
'I will definitely think of a way to reach the height I never managed to reach in my previous life, and I will stand at an even higher place compared to before!
'The strongest group of people in the legend… just you wait!
'One emperor!
'Two empresses!
'Three kings!
'Seven dukes!
'Thirteen aces!
'No matter who it is among you who set up that ambush at the foot of Shaoshi Mount, no matter who you are, even if you are a blessed child who inherited Nine Yin, Nine Yang, even if you are Dugu Qiubai's [1] disciple, and even if you are Sweeper Monk's [2] successor, I, Happy, will find you, regardless of how great your power is…
'I will fulfill the oath I swore before the Sword Among Us tournament at that time, and I will absolutely defeat all of you! I will make them sort out the ranks on the Heavenly Ranking Board of Ghost Valley Mystery Rank again!'
Translator's Note:
[1] Dugu Qiubai: a fictional character who is mentioned by name in three wuxia novels by Jin Yong (Louis Cha). He does not appear in any of the novels because he lived in an era long before the events of the novels took place. Nicknamed "Sword Devil" to reflect his prowess and devotion to the practice of swordplay, he attains the philosophical level of "swordsmanship without a sword", which means that he uses swordplay techniques in combat without the physical existence of a sword.
[2] Sweeper Monk: a nameless monk of unknown origin in charge of maintaining the library of Shaolin. The monk is very, very powerful.
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