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Chapter 628: Descend the Mountain!

Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Descend the Mountain!

"I have returned!"

This post had already caused great waves in the Martial Arts forum.

At this moment, while all martial artists were discussing who won and lost at the Grandmasters’ Conference, Long Aojue’s post had caused a huge sensation.

However, not everyone recognized Long Aojue; mostly it was the older generation who knew of him.

In front of the computer, a large group of middle-aged martial artists widened their eyes in disbelief, "He... how has he returned? Wasn’t he already expelled from Xuan Country?"

The younger generation expressed their surprise, unable to understand the shocked expressions of their elders. Who was this Long Aojue?

Before the computer, a granddaughter and her grandfather.

The granddaughter was stunned. She knew her grandfather was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but he had never shown such a reaction even to those on the Master List. Could this Long Aojue be that formidable?

She immediately asked her grandfather standing behind her, "Grandfather, who is this Long Aojue? Is he very formidable?"

The old man sighed and said, "Very formidable!"

The granddaughter, who had never heard her grandfather praise another person like this, asked, "Then why do you call him a criminal?"

"Because he has committed a major violation against the Martial Arts!" the old man sighed.

"What did he do?" the granddaughter asked, eyes wide.

"He did things utterly against the moral code of Martial Arts, and knowing too much about it won’t do you any good!" the old man said!

The granddaughter nodded, her curiosity piqued, but she listened to her grandfather’s words.

Meanwhile, the old man squinted, his mind recalling images from years past.

Long Aojue at the Grandmasters’ Conference, taking first place—the visual of him where no grandmaster of the previous generation dared to claim that title in his presence.

Because, Long Aojue from that era was a godlike figure.

Stronger than Meng Wuxiang of the present, Long Aojue had once obtained everything that Meng Wuxiang had achieved.

However, Long Aojue was too stubborn. As a disciple of Kunlun, he even killed two fellow Kunlun disciples out of a sheer killing intent, slaughtering anyone he saw. Countless people from the Martial Arts community joined forces to chastise Kunlun and capture Long Aojue. Although the Kunlun Sect Leader protected Long Aojue, he remained unrepentant. Later, the Martial Arts community united again to capture him, but Long Aojue escaped overseas, claiming he would return before he left.

Unexpectedly, he truly did return.

This would also be a disaster for the Martial Arts of Xuan Country.

At this very moment, the entire Martial Arts forum was in an uproar.

All the major sects were discussing matters concerning Long Aojue.

At the summit of Mount Kunlun.

An old man with white beard stood at the peak, gazing at the sea of clouds before him, beside him stood a young man with black hair in a black robe, carrying a large cleaver on his back.

If one looked closely, one would see that the white-bearded old man’s cultivation level was at the Martial Arts Peak, he was the very Sect Leader of Kunlun.

And the young man with black hair beside him had the cultivation level of a Martial Arts Grandmaster!

"Master, the Grandmaster’s Conference is about to begin, and I am going down the mountain to participate, so this visit is to bid you farewell!" the young man said.

"There are still three days until the Grandmaster Conference, you could go down the day after tomorrow. So, why the rush?" the elder said.

"I... I just want to go down and see what Xuan Country is like!" the young man said immediately.

"Kunlun..." the elder said.

"Disciple here!" the dark-haired young man respectfully said. He was the first senior disciple of the Kunlun Sect, Xiang Kunlun!

"You must have already seen the things on the forum," the white-bearded elder said.

"Yes, that Long Aojue, I will definitely kill him!" When Xiang Kunlun mentioned Long Aojue, his fist clenched fiercely.

"No, I hope you don’t go looking for Long Aojue. You are no match for him. Based on my understanding of him, he has definitely made some preparations before deciding to return to Xuan Country. We will take action when the time comes, so try to avoid him!" the elder explained.

"I can’t do that. Long Aojue killed my parents. He is my sworn enemy. I have to kill him to avenge my parents!" Xiang Kunlun insisted from the side.

"You won’t be able to kill him!" the elder said.

"I must kill him!" Xiang Kunlun insisted.

"As the Grandmaster Conference approaches, I will let you go down the mountain. But if this is your mindset, then you should not go!" the elder warned.

The elder was very fond of the disciple in front of him. If given twenty years, this disciple might step into the Martial Arts Peak. He also knew that the disciple, having lost his parents at a young age, was desperate for revenge. If it wasn’t for Long Aojue’s announcement of returning to Xuan Country, he wouldn’t have specifically sought out this disciple.

He understood that Long Aojue must have achieved the Martial Arts Peak; otherwise, he wouldn’t have returned.

This was a tricky issue for martial arts, not something his disciple could resolve.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Kunlun’s face immediately turned sour. "Master, please let me go down the mountain. I absolutely won’t seek out Long Aojue. After I attend the Grandmaster Conference, I will return to Kunlun!"

"If you truly think that way, I will let you go down the mountain!" the elder said.

"Of course, I think that way!" Xiang Kunlun said.

"Then you may go down the mountain," the elder said.

"Thank you, Master!" Xiang Kunlun immediately said.

Then, turning around, he headed towards the base of Mount Kunlun, carrying a large saber, and descended the mountain quickly.

The elder watched his disciple’s departing figure and sighed deeply.

"Kunlun, many years ago, when Long Aojue fled Xuan Country, he killed your parents and made you an orphan. I know that’s cruel for you. If I didn’t let you go down the mountain today, you might develop inner demons and possibly suffer Qi Deviation. So, it’s best to let you go. Your fate will be at the mercy of the heavens!" the elder sighed.

Xiang Kunlun was his most beloved and also his most worrisome disciple!

At this moment, Xiang Kunlun was descending the mountain like a soaring eagle, his gaze fixated on the distant horizon, his intent to kill growing stronger within him.

As a child, he had witnessed his parents being killed right before his eyes. That image had been playing over and over in his mind. He was desperate for revenge, so all these years, he dedicated himself to practicing diligently in Kunlun, training hard in saber skills, all to seek vengeance on Long Aojue. He had persisted for over twenty years. Now that Long Aojue was about to reappear, he must slay him.

The Grandmaster Conference was imminent.

It might be said that the Grandmaster Conference does not affect ordinary people; however, for those in the martial arts community, it is an epoch-making event. The next year’s Master List leader will be decided there. For the Grandmasters, it represents honor, a grand celebration. Whoever wins the top spot will achieve unending glory.

Martial Artists from all over the country gathered at Mount Hua, bidding farewell to their sects, their goal being Mount Hua.

The relevant authorities had already sealed off Mount Hua a day earlier, prohibiting passage, all for this grand occasion!