Gula De Qianghua Jishu
chapter 18: the beauty that excites
“Can he really stand on top of Kyushu someday?” Qing Zi muttered, she was completely dumbfounded.. The feeling he got from Qing Shui……
Qing Zi shook her head, trying to dispel the uneasy feeling that was slowly creeping into her heart. How could he imagine that such an illogical thing would happen? After all, it was known that Qing Shui was born with a weak constitution. It would be quite incredible if he could already cultivate, but to step onto the top of this world? It's very unlikely..
Looking at Qing Shui who exuded an aura of certainty, Qing Zi could feel that Qing Shui was special. He was one of a kind, different from the majority of 3rd generation disciples. Especially when looking at that pair of beautiful eyes, Qing Zi could see a trace of coldness, indifference and competition hidden within.
The two of them stood on a small mountain peak near Qing Village. Qing Shui was enjoying the beauty of nature, the air was infused with so much Spiritual Qi that even a normal human who was not cultivating would be able to live up to 150 years in this world.
Standing at the top not only allows one to have unobstructed vision; the ability to see far across distances without hindrance, it also allows the person standing on top exudes a sense of heroism; it also allows the person standing at the top; like the elect, look down on the masses.
“No wonder all humans want to be admired by others, standing at the peak of humanity, facing the whole world.”
Qing Shui and Qing Zi nonchalantly started chatting about unimportant matters, discussing the strained relationship between 3rd generation disciples. Although the Qing Clan was the largest and strongest clan in this mountain-filled region, their influence and authority only stretched so far.. They were not even comparable to the great clans residing within the Hundred Miles City. If not for Qing Luo who had cultivated to the peak of the Hou Tian Realm, that great clan might not even bother to interact in the slightest with the Qing Clan.
After all, the great clans living in the Hundred Miles City all had deep roots and a rich history that spanned about 1000 years; their connections with various strengths and reputations were also not something that the weak Qing Clan could compare to. Fortunately, the Qing Clan had a unique heritage cultivation technique. Thus, despite not having many people, the Qing Clan could still survive.
As Qing Shui's mind wandered, thinking of all the things he learned today, he heard footsteps approaching him. Turning his head he saw Qing Bei running towards him.
“Qing Zi gege, Shui gege, there are visitors coming. Grandpa wants you back now.” Qing Bei said with almost no breathing, exhaustion clearly drawn all over her face.
“Visitor? Where did they come from?” Qing Zi's brows slightly furrowed as she asked.
This Qing Zi expression only lasted for a moment before changing back to its normal friendly look. This action of hers made Qing Shui slightly tense, the usually honest Qing Zi turned out to have such an expression on her face? It seemed that Qing Zi was not as simple as it seemed.
“I'm not too sure, but I heard that the visitors are from Hundred Miles City.” Qing Bei blinked her eyes innocently.
“City of Hundred Miles!” Qing Shui exclaimed.
The name of this city was very familiar to him, Qing Shui even knew the names of some of the large clans that were within the Hundred Miles City. After all, Qing Yi was the person in charge of the Qing Clan's medicinal herb business in Hundred Miles City.
“Qing Shui, Qing Bei, let's go.” Qing Zi started running back towards the Qing Village after she shouted. The posture of each step exuded the aura of a dragon and tiger.
“Looks like I was right, the oldest grandson of the 3rd generation is not as simple as it looks!” Qing Shui was deep in thought as he started to slowly run back to the village, but after thinking about it, it made sense. If Qing Zi was as honest as her appearance was, there was no way she could become the next successor of the Qing Clan.
Right now, within the 3rd generation disciples, Qing Zi was undoubtedly the strongest. Qing Shui was the exception, after all, he had yet to truly show his full strength.
Just as the three of them arrived at the entrance of the Qing Mansion, they saw an army of majestic horses tied up near a pole. One of the horses was completely red, with a body length of about 4m and a height of 2m, excluding its majestic appearance. The fur on this horse is thick, but very smooth to the touch. Muscled, Magnificent, Strong. It was as if there was a holy spirit within this fiery red horse, as it was capable of emitting pressure that far exceeded the pressure of an ordinary war horse.
An expression of admiration appeared on Qing Shui's face as he observed the horse in front of him, this horse must have belonged to one of the great clans in Hundred Miles City. Qing Shui felt that the fiery red horse in front of him possessed strength that could easily make him step on a lion and tiger.
Qing Shui was not amazed because of the size of his horse, but because of the aura it gave off! With his head held high, similar to an emperor gazing at his subjects, just the aura emanating from him alone was enough to frighten the other horses around him.
“All trips made while riding this horse, definitely only takes half the time compared to other rides!”
“En, the bones are dense and wide, with front legs and muscular hind legs. Installing it on the way would be like stepping on a cloud, its speed would be so fast that even the earth would not be disturbed” Qing Zi touched her chin and muttered nonchalantly while admiring the horse.
“Brother Qing Zi is a horse expert!?” Qing Bei asked.
Qing Zi shook her head, “No, I only heard a few people discussing the traits of a good horse earlier, but they were all pale in comparison to the fiery red horse that was currently in front of me.”
Laughing as he ended the conversation, Qing Zi took the lead as they entered the Qing House Courtyard
Qing Shui recalled some of the history books he had read in his previous life. “Emperor Wen once presented a horse of the snow lion species, capable of traveling a thousand li, to defuse the anger of the Mongolians.”
“This fiery red horse must also have a lion lineage.” Qing Shui concluded.
Seeing that Qing Zi and Qing Bei had already entered the courtyard, a hint of a smile appeared on his face. Looks like a fun time will start hehehe.
“Hei red horse, seeing your haughty and arrogant attitude really pisses me off, your father, I, will definitely make you submit.” Qing Shui stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the mane of the red horse.
Just when his hand had extended by about 1cm from the mane, the fiery red horse snorted, as if warning Qing Shui about the consequences and also giving off the impression of underestimating him.
“Oh, how dare you be so stubborn, you jerk!” Qing Shui couldn't control himself anymore and vulgar words started to come out of his mouth. If this scene was witnessed by others, they would definitely be surprised that the dirty words actually emerged from Qing Shui's mouth.
Qing Shui only allowed himself to lose control when no one else was around.
Qing Shui still insisted on forcing the fiery red horse to submit to him. Snorting the red horse warning, Qing Shui completely ignored him and continued to extend his other hand to touch the horse's butt.
Qing Shui guessed that this horse might be a female, but now, his actions had angered him.
The body of the fiery red horse that was 4m long was raised. A voice similar to the roar of a dragon came out from his throat, his muscular body slamming down, preparing to stomp Qing Shui into small pieces, and keep stomping to the point where those little pieces become smaller pieces, eventually turning them into nothingness.
“Ai, looks like your emotions are quite fiery right?” Qing Shui deliberately continued to extend his palm to the horse's butt, giving him a quick slap on his bottom before jumping, doing a somersault in the air and then landing on the horse's back, putting it up. His silhouette was now filled with an oppressive and arrogant aura, colored with elegance and beauty. “There, I've been riding you, you son of a bitch!” Qing Shui roared triumphantly.
“Ai, young man, you can really ride my bucketion horse.” An extremely gentle voice like the wind ruffling the hair of a teenage beauty sounded, disturbing Qing Shui's thoughts of victory.
Trying to find the source of the voice, Qing Shui turned his head and saw a teenage girl, about 20 years old, wearing a corset riding a fiery red horse. She was a voluptuous beauty, and her small mouth that .s.e.k.s.i. now contained the signs of a frown.it was true to make her normally calm qing shui heart tremble as she stared at this vision of beauty.
