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Chapter 835 - 835 795 Sword Discourse on the High Mountain

835: Chapter 795: Sword Discourse on the High Mountain 835: Chapter 795: Sword Discourse on the High Mountain The meeting in the Council Hall had ended, and Lu Chuan dissolved the assembly, asking everyone to continue with their respective tasks.

This time, he felt the meeting went smoothly; he successfully established his authority and let the group know his strength.

Without strength, a leader naturally has no followers.

Therefore, Lu Chuan needed to show his hand and suppress them a bit.

Lu Chuan strolled around the manor and gradually came to the front of the main residence.

Gu Xiaorou followed by his side, looking at the mansion before her.

“This is where Lu Baixuan used to live.

I heard that the interior was lavishly decorated with countless jewels.

I’ve had people renovate it; now it’s completely renewed.”

“We can move in now.”

Lu Chuan nodded slightly and turned to look at Gu Xiaorou, “Where is Gu Xiaosang?

Why haven’t I seen her?”

“She’s playing somewhere inside the manor.

It’s quite big here, with many places to play.

She’ll probably come looking for us when she’s tired of playing.”

Gu Xiaorou tugged on Lu Chuan’s sleeve and walked towards the mansion, “Let’s go and have a look inside.”

The two climbed up a dozen steps and entered the house.

Pushing the door open, they entered a spacious hall, akin to a living room, furnished with tables and chairs and various decorative items, such as landscape paintings and jade stone sculptures.

“There are quite a few rooms here, exactly three, in fact.

The day is drawing to a close; let’s rest.”

Gu Xiaorou nodded slightly, “Do you have any plans for tomorrow?”

“I’m going to check out Lingtan Mountain outside the city.

There’s a Swordsmanship Exchange Summit there that will attract a lot of masters.”

“I should also keep an eye on Li Xunying’s matter.

He’s seeking vengeance against the Nangong family.

I’ll go there and inquire.”

“Alright, I won’t disturb you then; I’m going to rest.”

Gu Xiaorou walked toward her room.

After washing up, Lu Chuan also returned to his room and went to bed.

In the past, he had always stayed in guest rooms at others’ homes.

Although the hosts were always polite, it was never quite like being at home.

But now that he had become the Manor Master of the Lu Manor, he had finally transitioned from a guest to the master, which naturally felt quite different.

After a night passed, the next morning arrived.

Lu Chuan walked out of the mansion and headed towards the gates of Lu Manor.

Today, he was going to Lingtan Mountain to see what the Swordsmanship Exchange Summit was really like.

Lu Chuan and Li Xunying each mounted a horse and began heading out of the city.

Li Xunying rode alongside, holding a map in one hand and studying the terrain closely.

“The terrain of Lingtan Mountain is treacherous; just climbing it will probably consume quite a lot of energy.

This trip won’t be easy.”

Lu Chuan rode to the city gate.

“Never mind how simple or difficult it is, let’s get going first.”

They passed through the city gate and continued to the northwest.

“Following this road, we can reach the foot of Lingtan Mountain; it will probably take about twenty minutes by horse.”

Lu Chuan applied force to his legs, shook the reins vigorously, and urged his steed to pick up the pace.

Once they were far from Forest City, the surroundings became desolate and eerily quiet.

Passing through forests, Lu Chuan saw the body of Lingtan Mountain.

The entire mountain peak was extremely steep, shooting straight into the sky.

Some slopes even reached an astounding ninety degrees!

If one were to climb this mountain without substantial ability, it would indeed be quite challenging; at minimum, the strength of the Martial King Realm was needed to qualify to scale this precipitous mountain.

Lu Chuan followed the road and soon saw a post station.

The post station was not large, featuring a tea house and a dining house, along with a stable.

Outside the station, many fine horses were tied up, indicating a fair number of guests.

Lu Chuan stopped his horse at the entrance and tied the reins to a post.

Then, Lu Chuan and Li Xunying entered the tea house together.

Inside the tea house, one could see quite a few people gathered, some quietly savoring tea while others chatted noisily.

By the stove to the side, a master was ceaselessly boiling water for tea.

When Lu Chuan entered, he noticed that most of the people here carried sharp swords on their backs, clearly signifying that they were mostly swordsmen.

Perhaps these people had come with the intent to head up the mountain for the Swordsmanship Exchange Summit.

Lu Chuan found an empty table and sat down.

Just then, the Shop Assistant came over and cheerfully asked, “What would you like to drink, young sir?”

“Anything will do.

Serve me whatever tea is the most expensive here,” he replied.

“You got it!”

The Shop Assistant, thrilled by the request, hurried to the cupboard to search for tea leaves.

Li Xunying, seated next to Lu Chuan, surveyed the room and asked curiously, “Quite a few people here, aren’t there?

They all seem to be swordsmen.

If they are to participate in the Exchange Summit, then why are they sitting here chatting idly?

They don’t look like they can make it up that mountain to me.”

As soon as these words came out, people nearby turned their gazes toward them.

“Brother, what are you saying?

Who can’t climb the mountain?

Are you looking down on someone?”

His cheeks flushed red, and he appeared close to forty years old, a jug of wine in hand, taking a swig after each sentence he spoke.

“If you can climb the mountain, what are you doing sitting here?”

The moment he heard those words, the drunkard shouted loud, “Are you teaching me what to do?

I’m here strategizing right now.

Do you really think I can’t ascend the mountain?”

“Enough with your nonsense, or I’ll tear off your face mask and cut out your tongue to accompany my drink!”

Having said that, he once again raised the jug and took a big gulp.

Li Xunying turned to Lu Chuan, “This guy is simply a drunkard; it’s best not to engage with him.”

“Who are you calling a drunkard!

You looking for trouble?”

The drunkard slammed his jug down on the table and stood up angrily.

Seeing this, Li Xunying shook his head helplessly.

“Young Master Lu, let me handle him.”

Lu Chuan silently nodded, without saying much.

The onlookers around them watched eagerly, observing the few.

“These two are rather timid, eh?

After such provocation, they still don’t dare to make a move.”

“Heh, you can tell they’re greenhorns, fresh faces afraid to make too much noise.

That fellow won’t even dare to show his face.”

“Hahaha, if anyone present can’t beat even a drunkard, that would be truly shameful!”

Just then, Li Xunying suddenly rose to his feet, swiftly drew a dagger with a backhand grip, and slashed it across the neck of the drunkard.

Whoosh!!

A flash of cold light zipped by, and before the drunkard could react, his carotid artery was sliced open, spouting blood furiously!

Splash!!!

Blood sprayed out, drenching those nearby in crimson.

Li Xunying had chosen an excellent angle so that none of the blood splashed onto Lu Chuan’s table.

Thump!

The drunkard fell to the ground with a thud, life extinguished in an instant.

The onlookers, who had been keen to watch the drama unfold, now wore somber expressions, gazing at Li Xunying nervously.

The speed of Li Xunying’s strike had terrified them.

That speed, that power, and such precision were beyond what they could have imagined.

The disparity in strength filled them with dread and fear.

This man in black was clearly a formidable figure, and the one he obeyed, sitting beside him, must possess even more unfathomable strength!