There’s No Such Thing as Love in a Swordsman’s Heart

Chapter 3: Adores it so much he’s loathe to separate from it

Jiang Su watched Qi Du run out crying. He was baffled.

“Did I say something wrong?” Jiang Su was very confused. “Why did he cry?”

Behind him, Mu Yichuan also looked very confused. He thought for a while, then came up with what he thought was a correct conclusion. “Internal injury. Perhaps he cried because of the pain.”

Jiang Su thought that what he said made a lot of sense.

What’s wrong with this kid? Not only did he not practice his martial arts properly, but as a man, how could he be so afraid of pain and love to cry so much.

No, it won’t do. He must find some time to talk to his senior brother and let him train his disciple more harshly. It won’t do to continue being soft-hearted and gentle. Otherwise what will the kid do when it’s time for him to adventure in jianghu?

At this time the doctor took his leave, so now only Jiang Su and Mu Yichuan was left in the house. Mu Yichuan was injured severely, so even though Jiang Su was still very confused, he knew that Mu Yichuan needed to rest. He also stood up to take his leave, but Mu Yichuan said somewhat nervously, “This is your room.”

Jiang Su thought that he was being courteous and worried about taking over his house, so he immediately explained, “It’s fine. I have many rooms in the sect, so I can just switch to another room to rest.”

Mu Yichuan was startled. “Right, this is the Still Water Sect.”

Jiang Su didn’t understand.

“My father often mentioned this place,” Mu Yichuan’s expression was somewhat strange. He muttered. “He says that this place has jianghu’s number one beauty.”

Jiang Su: “……”

Jiang Su was starting to feel awkward.

That jianghu’s number one beauty was obviously him.

In the original novel, the main character was called jianghu’s number one beauty, and in these past ten years since he’s been here, he has come to understand the gist of some of the plot. It was because Jiang Su was jiang hu’s number one beauty that the demonic sect leader desired him and fed him the aphrodisiac poison.

Jiang Su had done his utmost these past few years to get rid of the title of “jianghu’s number one beauty”, but every time he tried to touch his face, he would get interference from the so-called transmigration system. His face would either recover back to normal rapidly, or there wouldn’t even be a scratch.

Since he couldn’t touch his face, he tried to practice so that his figure would be thicker and brawny; once he had some muscle, then he would obviously not be anything like a beauty. But he never thought that even after grueling practice and exercise from morning to night, not only did he not grow much muscle, but in fact compared to his scrawny figure from before his figure was now even more toned and balanced, making him look even better.

Jiang Su was very despondent.

These past few years he’d pretty much tried everything to change his appearance. Growing a beard failed. There was no problem with pulling an all nighter and sloshing on spice and oil, but no matter what he did, it was obvious that “nothing could cover up a natural beauty”. So, he gave up on these unrealistic ideas. Apart from learning some medicine to prepare for unexpected circumstances, the only thing he could think of was to keep finding ways to make his sword faster–even more faster.

After all, in this jianghu, if your martial arts were high you could do anything you wanted.

“It’s nothing more than a skin,” Jiang Su said, doing his best to change the topic. “A hundred years later, whether it’s beautiful or ugly it’s nothing but like smoke.”

Mu Yichuan was not accustomed to interacting with people, so he only felt as if he had finally found a normal topic he could talk about. After all, he heard chamberlain Jia tell him that everyone liked to talk about this kind of love gossip and that he couldn’t go wrong with talking about this topic. So he continued, “My father saw their portrait, and ever since he adores it so much he’s loathe to separate from it.”

Jiang Su: “……”

No, please stop talking.

Who wants to know what your father thinks!

But unfortunately, Mu Yichuan had no ability to read expressions.

“Since ancient times beauties have matched heroes,” Mu Yichuan said. “My father says that if he were to remarry, he would definitely welcome the Still Water Sect’s Dustless Sword Jiang Su into—”

He paused. Suddenly, he realized something terrifying.

Mu Yichuan: “Did you say you were called Jiang Su?”

Jiang Su: “……”

Mu Yichuan was so shocked he opened his eyes wide. “Jiang Su wasn’t a woman?!”

Jiang Su: “……”

“No, no that’s not right,” Mu Yichuan’s expression was full of panic. “You’re really a man!”

Jiang Su could only laugh dryly, “……Yes, that’s right, haha.”

……

Mu Yichuan, who had just died socially, held onto his face and curled up on the bed. He didn’t want to talk.

Jiang Su, who had just gained another weird admirer, sat next to bed and held his temple. Somehow he felt as if he corrupted the child’s view of the world.

He didn’t know who Mu Yichuan’s father was, but Mu Yichuan looked as if he was at least twenty years old. No matter how young his father was, he must be in his forties at least right?

This feeling was so scary. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

He looked at Mu Yichuan who still didn’t want to meet his gaze, completely understanding how he must feel. The two of them fell into an awkward silence for a long time……Until the doctor’s medicine finally arrived.

The one who delivered the medicine was a child, and he just left the medicine and ran off. Mu Yichuan was, after all, injured, so Jiang Su stood and went to table to bring over the medicine. He was just about to call him over to drink the medicine, but when he turned he saw that the Mu Yichuan, who had been curled up on the bed in depression, was now sitting up properly on the bed. With a respectful expression, he said, “No need to bother you*, I can do it myself.”

(TL: He is using formal language…like how you address elders. XD In this chapter I will use * for formal you.)

Jiang Su: “……”

……You?*

He was frozen because of this one word for a very long time, and Mu Yichuan who noticed his expression, seemed to have suddenly thought of something. Suddenly realizing that he had said something wrong, he did his best to bravely correct his mistake and repeated, “No need to bother you*, this young one can do it himself.”

Jiang Su: “……”

Jiang Su, who was just twenty, looked at Mu Yichuan, who was of the same age. He fell into deep contemplation.

He knew that there must be some sort of deep misunderstanding here.

Mu Yichuan thought that his father liked him, so he changed his form of address as if addressing a senior. But this was definitely not something that Jiang Su wanted to happen. Their battle at Snowfall Cliff made him feel that if Mu Yichuan were not injured, then his swordsmanship would be on par with him; he was a rare sword expert. He couldn’t help but feel appreciation, and their discussion earlier when QI Du was there also let him feel that Mu Yichuan’s personality was good and compatible.

He wanted to become friends with him. Not even mentioning anything else, at least when he had time he could exchange letters with him and discuss swordsmanship. Analyzing and discussing swordsmanship with someone of a similar level could let his martial arts improve even faster.

After thinking of this, Jiang Su couldn’t help but feel surging emotions. And as for Mu Yichuan’s father, to him it completely didn’t matter.

After all, in the original novel Mu Yichuan didn’t appear. Then, his father must also not be an important character, and if it’s not an important character……Since they’ll never meet, why care.

Compared to Mu Yichuan’s family, he was far more interested in his teacher.

A young man with such great martial arts must be from a famous master. Although, they had only exchanged a few blows at the bottom of Snowfall Cliff, he could tell that his martial arts were refined and profound, so while Mu Yichuan drank medicine, he inquired, “Brother Mu, you—”

Mu Yichuan coughed then hurriedly said, “Senior, you* don’t need to be so polite. Just calling me…calling me Little Mu is fine.”

Jiang Su: “……”

Jiang Su felt awkward, so he could only skip over the address. He asked, “If it’s not troublesome, I would like to ask you some questions.”

Mu Yichuan sat properly and respectfully. “Senior, please go ahead.”

Jiang Su felt awkward. “……You……Who is your master?”

Jiang Su could tell that Mu Yichuan is someone who loves the sword. This question was so serious and was also related to the sword; he thought that if he discussed swordsmanship with him then Mu Yichuan would definitely forget the awkward situation with his father.

Mu Yichuan really did become interested. He replied sincerely, “I do not have a master.”

Jiang Su: “Then your swordsmanship……”

Mu Yichuan: “My father was the one who taught me.”

Jiang Su: “……”

After saying this, Mu Yichuan’s gaze when looking at Jiang Su was filled with even more respect. It was an expression that sincerely considered him as a senior.

And after hearing this, Jiang Su couldn’t help but think, Mu Yichuan’s swordsmanship is already so advanced. Then what kind of expert must his father be?

But Jiang Su had never heard of anyone like this in jianghu. After struggling internally for a while, he finally couldn’t restrain his curiosity. “Your father is……”

Mu Yichuan flinched. He looked hesitant. After a pause he said, “You* want to become familiar with my father?”

Jiang Su felt that the way Mu Yichuan put it had some other meaning. After remembering what he had just revealed about his father……Jiang Su felt as if he was suggesting something. He immediately explained in a hurry. “……I don’t mean it like that.”

Mu Yichuan said, “Then, do you* want to know about my father’s position and family background?”

Jiang Su hurriedly cut him off. “No, that’s not it!”

Mu Yichuan was very confused and asked, “Then could it be that you* want to first understand this young one’s family circumstances first?”

Jiang Su: “……”

He ground his teeth.

What’s wrong this person! What is head filled with!

Mu Yichuan continued on sincerely, “My father has already lost his wife for over twenty years. Till now he has yet to remarry—”

Jiang Su finally couldn’t stand it any longer and interrupted.

“I don’t want to know about your father,” Jiang Su said. “What relationship does he have with me?!”

He even lost his desire to continue asking. Seeing that Mu Yichuan was still holding the bowl of medicine, Jiang Su angrily raised a brow and glared. “Shut up! Drink medicine!”

Mu Yichuan: “……”

Mu Yichuan really did obediently raise the medicine bowl. As if he completely didn’t dare to go against Jiang Su’s directions, he gulped down a big mouthful of the medicine, but the strange taste made him choke and cough. It almost made him vomit, but he held himself back and forcefully gulped down another mouthful.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Su couldn’t help but feel speechless. He looked around and saw that there was a a fruit bowl on top of the table with some candied fruits. He brought it over and proffered it to him. “To get rid of the bitterness.”

Mu Yichuan was somewhat stunned. He looked at the candied fruit hesitantly for a long while before he carefully picked up on and put it in his mouth.

His mouth was originally filled with the strange medicine taste from before, but now with the candied fruit the strong sweetness really did make that bitterness go away. It was his first time eating something like this. He was stunned for awhile before he finally asked, “What is this?”

Jiang Su paused then looked down at the candied fruit. He usually didn’t pay too much attention to food, so he didn’t recognize what kind of fruit it was, so he just explained roughly, “Just some candied fruit.”

Mu Yichuan hesitated briefly then carefully reached out and took another one. Seeing Jiang Su look at him, he purposefully pretended to explain casually, “My father……Doesn’t really like these kinds of snacks.”

In other words, he’d never tried things like this.

Seeing his action, Jiang Su was somewhat confused.

It was just a candied fruit, something that could be seen anywhere. Even if you were poor you would have tried it at least once?

It was only now that he realized that earlier when Mu Yichuan mentioned his father, the way he phrased it was that his father had lost his wife for over twenty years. There shouldn’t be anyone who would use such a way to talk about their own mother.

So his father’s original wife was not his birth mother, and till now he still hasn’t remarried. Then that means……

Could it be that Mu Yichuan is the illegitimate child of some famous warrior?