Great Dao Lord through Deducing Myriad Arts

Step 1: Contextual Analysis

Literary genre: This appears to be a Chinese cultivation/martial arts web novel (xianxia or wuxia). It contains references to martial artists, cultivation, and traditional Chinese settings.

Language style: The text is written in a narrative style with dialogue. It has formal and informal elements typical of Chinese web novels.

Tone: The tone is somewhat serious with elements of intrigue and desperation. There’s an underlying tension as characters appear to be scheming.

Plot keywords: Money troubles, debt, former association, martial arts sect, restaurant/entertainment district, surveillance, confrontation

Characters:

- Cai Hui (蔡辉) - Male, Hall Master (堂主) who is desperately short on money

- An unnamed woman - Female, appears to be working with/for Cai Hui

- Yang Lian’Er (杨莲儿) - Female, referred to as the White Lotus Saintess (白莲圣女), former member of the Heartless Dao

- Wu Liangchen (武良辰) - Male, mentioned as having helped Yang Lian’Er escape from Dinghai City

- Wen Yunlong (闻云龙) - Male, seems to be in charge of security in Flower Square

Step 2: Integrated Translation and Polishing

I’ll now translate the text while following all the rules and guidelines. I’ll pay particular attention to the glossary terms.

The text describes a scenario where Cai Hui, a Hall Master from the Heartless Dao, is desperately short on money. He and his followers decide to seek out Yang Lian’Er, a former "Saintess" of their organization who now runs a successful business in the Huangpu Guard area. They hope to borrow money from her despite their past betrayal. When they arrive at Flower Square (her business district), they are immediately spotted as suspicious by local vendors who report them to security. Wen Yunlong intercepts them and takes them aside for questioning.

Now I’ll translate the full text:

This went on for so long that they naturally grew annoyed.

"Hall Master Cai, it’s not that we don’t trust you, but we truly have no money left. However, I do have a way to get some funds. Would you like to try it?" the woman suddenly said.

"Oh? What way?" Cai Hui immediately asked.

"Do you remember that Saintess from our Dao?"

"The White Lotus Saintess?"

"That’s right. This Saintess is currently in Huangpu Guard and manages quite a substantial business. If we could establish a connection with her, forget about this small sum—even thirty or fifty thousand silver coins wouldn’t be out of reach." The woman smiled.

Cai Hui fell silent.

He certainly knew that Yang Lian’Er was currently in Huangpu Guard.

In fact, when the Right Protector from the Capital sent a letter, he had mentioned this matter and asked him to try making contact with her.

But Cai Hui hadn’t gone.

Because he didn’t dare.

Everyone knew that Yang Lian’Er had only escaped from Dinghai City with the help of that rising star, Wu Liangchen.

Throughout the entire process, the Heartless Dao not only failed to provide assistance but was actually the main culprit behind her troubles.

Under these circumstances, what face did he have to pay her a visit?

Moreover, that young master reportedly had quite the temper. What if he went there and got himself cut down?

With these considerations in mind, he had never sought out Yang Lian’Er.

"I know what you’re worried about. Rest assured, that young master isn’t currently in Huangpu Guard. Besides, we’re not going there for anything nefarious—just to reconnect and strengthen our relationship, then borrow some money from her."

Cai Hui’s thoughts began to stir, and he felt the woman made a good point. He nodded, "Alright, I’ll make this trip."

"I’ll go with you. As a woman, it might be easier for me to speak with her," the woman volunteered enthusiastically.

"Let’s all go together. After all, she was once the Saintess of our Heartless Dao. If we go as a group, she’ll have to show us some respect."

"Good!"

As long as they didn’t have to spend money or risk danger, they were willing to do anything.

Having concluded their discussion and agreed on a time, everyone dispersed to make their preparations.

Cai Hui sat in his room for a while before realizing he’d been busy all day and hadn’t even eaten breakfast. He went to the kitchen and grabbed two steamed cornbread buns, which he devoured along with a piece of pickled vegetable.

He had no choice. Two days ago, he had sent all his money to the Capital, leaving himself completely broke. He had hoped to gather some funds from his subordinates, but none were willing to part with any money. So being able to eat this much was already not bad.

If things continued this way, tomorrow he wouldn’t even have pickled vegetables to eat.

Thus, Cai Hui placed all his hopes on Yang Lian’Er.

This Saintess was now wealthy and powerful. He didn’t ask for much—just a little something that slipped through her fingers would be enough for him to get by.

He struggled through another day, and by evening, everyone had assembled. They then began walking toward Flower Square.

As for why they didn’t take a carriage...

The reason was simple: no money!

Cai Hui had only eaten two cornbread buns at noon that day and no dinner at all, so after walking for just a short distance, he felt terribly hungry.

Fortunately, he had some cultivation. Although he wasn’t a fully-initiated Martial Artist, his body was in decent shape, so he could endure.

After walking for more than half an hour, they finally arrived at Flower Square.

The lanterns were just being lit, marking the busiest time of day for Flower Square.

The streets were packed with people, young women on the street corners chatted and laughed continuously, and the newly built Jufu Pavilion towered majestically, its rich aroma of food detectable from a distance.

Already famished, Cai Hui’s stomach churned with acid at the smell of food. Only with great effort did he avoid embarrassing himself.

"What a golden piece of land!" Cai Hui exclaimed, watching the richly dressed young gentlemen passing by in the street.

His subordinates’ eyes also lit up at the sight.

Most of them usually made their living through small businesses and could never afford to spend money in a place like this.

So when suddenly confronted with such prosperity and bustle, they naturally felt quite excited.

Not to mention, if they could just move this former Saintess of their Dao, couldn’t they take money as they pleased?

Cai Hui’s thoughts ran even deeper.

He thought that if he could recruit the White Lotus Saintess back, the power of Flower Square alone would be enough to revitalize the Heartless Dao and even control the entire Huangpu Guard.

Wouldn’t that make him a person of great importance?

Harboring these various thoughts, the group entered Flower Square, making their way forward with difficulty.

The street was filled not only with pedestrians but also with many vendors calling out their wares.

According to Flower Square’s rules, they weren’t allowed to set up stationary stalls, but they could carry their goods and move around.

With the patronage of these free-spending young gentlemen and the young women along the street, these small vendors could earn a substantial income every night, more than enough to support their families. They had naturally become Flower Square’s most loyal supporters.

Without any deliberate organization, they actively became Flower Square’s eyes and ears, immediately reporting any unusual situations they observed.

For instance, Cai Hui and his group had barely entered Flower Square when several pairs of eyes locked onto them.

After all, for these vendors who had spent years on the streets, it was easy to tell who had come to spend money and who had come to cause trouble.

Cai Hui’s group’s expressions and behavior clearly showed they weren’t here for entertainment. They looked furtive, obviously here with some purpose in mind.

A young man selling roasted chestnuts whispered to an old man selling candied haws nearby, "These folks don’t look like good people. Keep an eye on them while I go report to Brother Long."

The candied haws vendor nodded slightly and said coldly, "Go ahead. With me watching, they won’t get away!"

The chestnut vendor turned and disappeared into the crowd. Soon he found Wen Yunlong in a small alley and reported the situation to him.

"Oh? There’s such a thing happening? Let me take a look!"

Wen Yunlong became interested. After all, Flower Square had been peaceful lately—not only were there no troublemakers, but not even anyone who dared to run up a debt.

Not just him, but all his brothers grew excited when they heard there was a situation.

"I’ll go with you."

"Me too!"

Everyone volunteered, but Wen Yunlong waved his hand.

"We don’t need that many people. Just a few will do. Don’t create a big commotion, or we’ll disturb the customers."

Then Wen Yunlong led several capable men to the street. The chestnut vendor eagerly led the way, and they soon spotted Cai Hui’s group.

By now, not only the old candied haws vendor but several other men selling peanuts, melon seeds, candy, and cold water were also keeping an eye on Cai Hui’s group.

Wen Yunlong patted the chestnut vendor who had shown them the way. "Thank you for your trouble!"

Then he walked straight toward them.

Cai Hui was hurrying along when he suddenly saw a young man blocking his path. He was taken aback.

"You..."

Wen Yunlong smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. "You’ve all gone to a lot of trouble. I’m the person in charge of this street. Please come with me so we can talk."

Cai Hui was immediately startled, realizing they had been spotted. He inwardly cursed their bad luck.

What was going on? They had barely entered Flower Square—how had they already been noticed?

Though puzzled, Cai Hui didn’t dare refuse, especially with several hostile-looking young men standing behind Wen Yunlong, staring at him intently.

"A-alright!"

"This way, please!"

Wen Yunlong pointed to a small alley and half-forced Cai Hui’s group to leave the main street and enter it.

During this time, the woman tried to explain that she wasn’t part of their group, but Wen Yunlong wouldn’t listen to such excuses.

Once in the alley, a crowd of people immediately surrounded Cai Hui’s group.

Though they didn’t verbally threaten them, the imposing manner of these men and the bulging hilts of swords at their waists made Cai Hui’s group break out in a cold sweat.

Wen Yunlong smiled coldly and said, "You all clearly look like jianghu people, so let’s cut the nonsense. What are you doing in Flower Square?"

"Speak up! What are you here for?" someone immediately added.

Cai Hui knew there was no point in prevaricating at this point. They were all old hands in the jianghu, so he might as well come clean.

"We’ve come to see Lady Lian’Er!" he said.