Dominating Martial King
Chapter 100 - 100 97 The Reason

100: Chapter 97: The Reason 100: Chapter 97: The Reason “The competition in the Secret Realm is extremely dangerous, but since you’ve agreed to it, brother, we must rise to the challenge.

Your participation alone, whether you gain something or not, will be an experience.”

Chu Yunyun eased her furrowed brow: “When does this Secret Realm open?”

The path of a Martial Cultivator is inherently about striving against the current, sharpening one’s edge on the mountain of knives, and cultivating golden lotuses in the sea of fire.

The only plan now is to do everything possible to cope, and to seize an opportunity in this adversity.

Chu Xisheng touched his nose, “The Secret Realm opens at dawn on the fifteenth of October.

To be safe, I should travel to Coastal County the night before.”

That day also happens to be the release of the new issue of “Debating Martial Arts Divine Mechanism East Continent Records.”

Chu Xisheng looked forward expectantly, wondering if his name would appear in this issue of the East Continent Chronicles?

He then thought of the Debating Martial Arts Tower Master whom he had deeply offended, and he sighed inwardly.

“The fifteenth of October?” Chu Yunyun fell into deep thought.

The timeline is tight, but with Chu Xisheng’s current talent, he can still enhance his fighting capabilities before the opening of the Secret Realm.

She then slightly lifted her brows with a smile: “Give me all the silver you have.

I’ll make a trip to the South Street Temple Market and see if there are any suitable Magic Artifacts for you.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Xisheng was invigorated: “Then I’ll come with you.”

He had been wanting to visit the Magic Artifact market in the Ancient Market.

Before Chu Xisheng could finish, Chu Yunyun gave him a sidelong glance: “You?

Brother, if you dare to step outside now, those assassins will probably move against you immediately.

Do you really want to cross the river with me?”

Chu Xisheng’s breath hitched at once.

Just yesterday, Zuo Qingyun sent someone over, advising him to go out less frequently.

A few days ago, some morally bankrupt person had added another 1,200 taels to the original 1,500 taels bounty at Killing Tower.

Now, all the assassins in the Ancient Market are eagerly eyeing his head.

He could only helplessly pull out the silver note from his bosom, along with the box that Zhou Xiangshan had sent, which contained the gold and silver ingots totaling slightly over 3,300 taels.

As Chu Yunyun was leaving, North Court Instructor Qiu Feng escorted Zhou Xiangshan out of the East City Gate of Xiushui County.

Qiu Feng’s brows knitted into a ‘Chuan’ character, looking slightly uneasy: “I really don’t understand.

The Zhou Family isn’t lacking people, so why go to such lengths to recruit Chu Xisheng from Xiushui County with such a generous offer?

Moreover, your remarks at the banquet earlier were quite deceptive.

The conflict over the Ninth Grade Secret Realm is exceedingly dangerous every time, not to be underestimated.

Any of those Ninth Grade heavenly prides from the Qingyun List could easily take his life.

Deceiving him like this is not the act of a gentleman.”

He decided he would explain everything to Chu Xisheng later.

Although Chu Xisheng is not his disciple from the North Courtyard, as a senior instructor of the Martial Arts Academy, and the intermediary between both parties, he bore considerable responsibility, and could not allow Chu Xisheng to be deceived by his old friend.

Zhou Xiangshan knew Qiu Feng’s character; he was not at all annoyed.

Instead, he laughed: “Where have I deceived him?

I was merely telling the truth.

This Ninth Grade Secret Realm competition really isn’t much for him.”

Seeing Qiu Feng’s doubtful and darkened expression, he added: “Brother Qiu should know Zhou Liangchen, right?”

“Yes,” Qiu Feng nodded.

“That man has been very prominent in the Life and Death Arena at the Ancient Market, reputedly having no match under his sword within three moves.

But recently, he withdrew from a battle with Chu Xisheng by claiming illness, losing without fighting.”

Even if Chu Xisheng could drive Zhou Liangchen back, his strength was still much inferior to those geniuses from Qingyun.

“It was Du Yunlai who thought his Sword Intent was suppressed by Chu Xisheng and that he was no match, so he conceded on his behalf.”

Zhou Xiangshan smiled: “You might not expect this, but this Zhou Liangchen should actually be called Zhou Liangchen, ‘Zhou’ from ‘Zhou’ of boat-making.

He is the only legitimate son of our family head, Zhou Xiongba, who concealed his identity to hone his Sword Intent in the Life and Death Arena.”

Qiu Feng, hearing this, couldn’t help drawing a sharp breath: “Is that so?

To let the only legitimate son fight in the Life and Death Arena?

Your family head is indeed very generous.”

“As Martial Cultivators, we do not grow significantly without facing life and death challenges.

Moreover, with Cloud Sword Manor Master Du Yunlai overseeing, there shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Zhou Xiangshan shook his head, not particularly concerned, “However, after Du Yunlai admitted defeat on behalf of our family’s young master, he wasn’t convinced and went to challenge Chu Xisheng himself.

Guess what happened?”

A hint of an unusual color flashed in his eyes, “He challenged Chu Xisheng in front of the Fire Bone Cave and was defeated in a single exchange, his sword barely drawn half an inch!

He told us this himself.

Liang Chen is proud and wouldn’t lie to us.”

“A single exchange?”

Qiu Feng pondered how this was possible.

How could Chu Xisheng be of such a caliber?

He then looked at Zhou Xiangshan with a skeptical eye.

The swordsmanship of that Zhou family’s young master must be quite limited, to be defeated by Chu Xisheng in a single exchange.

Zhou Xiangshan caught his look and immediately got a bit annoyed, “What kind of look is that?

Liang Chen’s combat strength is quite formidable; otherwise, he wouldn’t have earned the title of Sword Demon in the Life and Death Arena.

He has now perfected his Sword Intent, enough to cultivate our Zhou family’s direct transmission Cultivation Technique.

In just over a month, he will be on par with those geniuses on the Qingyun List.

Even now, he is among the top of the Ninth Grade, with combat strength exceeding his tier.

Even top fighters of the Eighth Rank shouldn’t make it impossible for him to draw his sword more than half an inch!”

Qiu Feng was profoundly shocked, pondering, could Chu Xisheng really be that strong?

This person really hid his light under a bushel—

Qiu Feng also recalled the scene of today where Chu Xisheng took on eight opponents, overpowering people like Liu Xingruo, which truly had the bearing of a Qingyun’s genius.

He thus believed it a bit more.

“So this Ninth Grade Secret Realm dispute, he just needs to show up to easily capture it.

Those young geniuses of our East State are indeed powerful, but in front of Chu Xisheng, they are merely knockabouts.

What dangers could there be?”

After finishing, Zhou Xiangshan bowed with his fists, “I must hurry back to Coastal soon to report back to the Family Head, farewell Brother Qiu.

When I have some free time, I will come to Xiushui to drink with you again.”

After saying this, he spurred his horse towards the direction of the dock.

There, a fast ship was waiting for him.

Qiu Feng shook his head and laughed, then turned and walked into the city gate.

He inwardly sighed, marveling that this Coastal Zhou Family really had good fortune.

If everything was as Zhou Xiangshan stated, then the Zhou family had snagged a big fish for nothing.

And also Ye Zhiqiu, that girl has even better luck; prospects for the Inner Sect are hopeful—

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Chu Xisheng sat at home and noticed a firework exploding before his eyes.

For some reason, his Martial Arts Points had jumped to 91.

Chu Xisheng scratched his head, not delving deeper into it.

Lately, he was used to seeing fireworks burst before his eyes without understanding why.

After Chu Yunyun left, Chu Xisheng was utterly bored and simply covered his head to sleep, practicing martial arts in his dreams.

It wasn’t until dinner time that Chu Yunyun rushed back with an urgent expression and woke Chu Xisheng from his sleep.

She tossed a white cloak at him, “You’re in luck, they just happened to have a suitable Magic Artifact for you.

This item is called ‘Gathering Spirit Cloak’, a high Seventh Rank, priced at 2,700 taels, a perfect match for you now.”

Before Chu Xisheng had a chance to examine the cloak closely and understand its functions, he heard Chu Yunyun speak gravely, “Get up and have dinner, and then follow me for knife practice.

The things I’m going to teach you next, you must master by October 14.

So, in the next few days, every minute of your time mustn’t be wasted!

All your energies must be spent on cultivation,”

Chu Xisheng involuntarily tightened his skin, realizing that the next half month would likely be tough for him.