Chapter 45: The Yin and Yang Twin Swords of Kunlun
“Tsk tsk, senior brother, this person actually dared to dismiss us. We’re just minor foes meant to provide experience points; that's truly disrespectful,” came a slightly delicate feminine voice.
“Junior brother, you might not know, but this Chopstick Hero has become quite renowned recently. He’s the fastest rising figure in the Jianghu of the Liangguang region. I’ve heard that even the Beggar Clan’s branch leader, Heavenly King Cha, has mentioned the Chopstick Hero a few times lately. A person like that would naturally harbor some arrogance. It’s no surprise he looks down on us senior and junior brothers,” a deep, resonant voice responded.
“But this guy’s just all talk. His actual strength might not be that formidable,” the delicate feminine voice replied shyly. “Senior brother, don’t you agree?”
“Junior brother, you’re right. The traces of his battle with the Thunderbolt Sorcerer Yang Feikuang and the analysis of that fight reveal that Yang Feikuang is about mid-level Four-Bag strength. No matter how strong this guy is, he’s at best mid to high Four-Bag. We, on the other hand, are all high Four-Bag warriors. With our combined special sword formation, taking him down will be a breeze,” the deep voice said.
Shen Ye was not in a hurry. “Who exactly are you? Hinting and hiding is meaningless. Show yourselves.”
“This brat wants to meet us? We’d lose face if we went out,” the feminine voice said.
“Junior brother has a point. Then we’ll just stay inside and not come out,” the deep voice agreed.
Shen Ye knew these two voices belonged to people in a nearby room, but he had no idea what traps or devices lay inside. He didn’t want to rush in and preferred to draw them out. “If you brothers want to stay inside, then stay as long as you like. I’m going to kill Qin Zhengtian.”
“Wait. You want to kill Qin Zhengtian? We’ve been paid by him. Hold on,” the delicate feminine voice said.
“There’s no way I’ll let you kill Qin Zhengtian. Stand down and be obedient,” the deep voice added.
Then, two men stepped out.
The one in front was tall and imposing, bare-chested with some chest hair visible. This was clearly the senior brother speaking.
The man behind was tall and slender, with typical almond-shaped eyes, extremely fair skin, and dressed quite femininely, even holding his hand in an elegant orchid-finger gesture—clearly the junior brother.
Both carried long swords on their backs.
The senior brother’s large hand rested on the feminine junior brother’s waist, occasionally caressing it.
“Senior brother, this is the Chopstick Hero. He doesn’t look all that formidable, does he?” the feminine junior brother asked.
“Yeah, yeah. Nowhere near the grandeur of our Yin-Yang Twin Swords,” the deep voice replied.
These two, named Yang Long and Yin Feng, collectively known as the Yin-Yang Twin Swords, were quite famous in the Jianghu of the Liangguang area.
They seemed to hail from the Kunlun Sect, but the sect disowned them, claiming they had been expelled.
Moreover, both were homosexual men.
Simply put, they were a pair of close male companions.
And when together, they acted affectionately in front of others.
Yang Long would often touch Yin Feng’s rear, and Yin Feng would lie in Yang Long’s arms.
It was nauseating to witness.
Yang Long looked at Shen Ye. “Truly ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly—wearing a mask makes you even uglier.”
“Of course. The most handsome and dashing one here is you, Yin Feng,” Yin Feng said, immediately lying in Yang Long’s arms, looking utterly intoxicated.
Shen Ye scrutinized them through the Eye of Justice.
“Yang Long, Kunlun Sect reject, homosexual, has killed several people, sin value: twenty. Note: Whether in Jianghu skirmishes or real life, killing an opponent with a sin value over five does not increase one’s own sin value.”
“Yin Feng, Kunlun Sect reject, homosexual, has killed several people, sin value: twenty-two.”
Huh, Shen Ye was slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected the Eye of Justice’s sin value system to have such exceptions. But it made sense—to encourage righteous acts, killing those with high sin values wouldn’t increase one’s own sin.
Unfortunately, Yang Long and Yin Feng’s sin values weren’t very high.
Killing both might grant double experience points, but the total gained wouldn’t be much.
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The Vander Building featured floor-to-ceiling glass.
At that moment, Nangong Zhu, captain of Special Operations Group C—a stunning beauty standing over 1.7 meters tall with impossibly long legs—was using a military-grade high-powered telescope to observe the twenty-seventh floor.
Next to her stood not another captain named Tong Chuchu, but her assistant—a petite and delicate girl about 1.6 meters tall, whose face practically screamed “timid.”
In contrast, Nangong Zhu appeared even more imposing.
Nangong Zhu kept her gaze fixed on Shen Ye. “When he passed over bodies on the first floor, that was a sudden flash of brilliance. But considering his strength, the hundred guards on the first floor were no real threat—at most, they drained a bit of his stamina. On the twenty-first floor, facing Lumen’s poisoned arrow trap, his left hand suddenly transformed into an umbrella, blocking all the poisoned arrows.”
“That didn’t showcase his real strength, just the advanced technology embedded in those gauntlets.”
“These gauntlets—what high-tech corporation produced them? I’ve thought about it for a long time but can’t figure out who could make such sci-fi gear.”
“Killing that dwarf Lumen was easy enough.”
“But now, facing the Yin-Yang Twin Swords—Yang Long and Yin Feng—despite their disgusting nature, both are solid high Four-Bag warriors. Each alone surpasses the Thunderbolt Sorcerer Yang Feikuang. Together, their combined power is even greater,” Nangong Zhu’s beautiful eyes flashed with insight. “It seems this is Qin Zhengtian’s trump card. He actually managed to hire these two.”
“Chopstick Demon, let’s see if you can survive this challenge. But judging by your performance against Yang Feikuang, your chances of survival are zero!”
In another direction, Tong Chuchu also used a high-powered telescope, studying the impending battle between Yang Long, Yin Feng, and the Chopstick Demon.
“Yang Long and Yin Feng are truly tough opponents. Even I would find them challenging. Chopstick Demon, you simply cannot defeat these two together. Today is your last day.”
In yet another direction, a man known as the Colorful Taoist, happily reading fortunes for a crowd of beautiful women, paused his work briefly. But standing on the street, after a moment’s break, he resumed reading fortunes with great delight.
How joyful, how delightful.
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