The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 529 - 304 Mysterious Sect_2

Chapter 529: Chapter 304 Mysterious Sect_2

"Brother Li, don’t rush to answer. If you’re interested, you can go to Fengdu in the twelfth lunar month. There will be a gathering there, and someone will find you then."

"Alright."

Li Yan nodded and raised his cup to clink glasses with Wu Qu.

He had initially been hesitant, but upon hearing the names Wei Zheng and Bao Zheng, he indeed developed a sliver of interest in this organization.

Just as Wu Qu had said, as his Dao improved, he would inevitably reach that point and become a figure feared by the Hidden Immortals of the Proper Xuan Sect.

Afterwards, the two intentionally steered away from that topic and discussed matters related to the pugilistic world.

As Li Yan had expected, Wu Qu was well-versed in the top-level martial artists of the true pugilistic world and shared much with him.

For instance, in today’s Divine State, there were ten known Grandmasters. Ordinary people in the pugilistic world might not know, but all factions and the court treated them with due respect.

The head of Mingde Martial Arts Academy in Qi State, Lu Hongyuan, mastered Confucianism, Xingyi, Eight Trigrams, and Taiji to perfection and cultivated the Confucian grand Qi to suppress the Qi Fortune of the Qi State’s literary lineage...

Cheng Jianxin from Emei, rumored to have become a Sword Immortal...

Huo Yin, the president of Divine Fist Association, was a reliable assistant to the Emperor of Great Xuan, teaching many members of the Imperial Family and claiming the title of "unparalleled Divine Fist," communicating with God through martial arts...

Liang Zan from Yue Province, a grandmaster of Southern Fist, acclaimed as the Mountain Hermit of Zhenhai...

Chen Yuanlu from Jinmen, head of Qiankun Martial Arts School, a Grandmaster of Eight Extremes Fist, best in contemporary spear techniques...

Some of these individuals gained fame and became legends, while others remained hidden, unknown even to ordinary people in the pugilistic world.

Beyond these, there were those with Dan Strength, Astral Force, and Innate abilities.

Some stayed local to cultivate, like Zhang Xiaoshan, protecting their disciples and family with their reputation.

But most traveled around the Divine State, or isolated themselves from mundane affairs, honing their skills in dangerous lands, or gathering at certain places upon request to partake in major events.

Such as the current war in the Southwest.

While it seemed calm in the rear, fierce battles were already underway on the frontline.

The Heavenly Saint Sect’s ambitions were evident, as they searched everywhere for Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure, attempting to resurrect the Heavenly Saint. Numerous experts, commissioned by the court, had already headed to the Jing Chu Mountains and Shennongjia to thwart their revival...

At Guan River Mouth, successive fierce battles erupted, with Ascenders and martial arts experts emerging, resulting in numerous casualties...

Even the seas weren’t peaceful, with masters from the Evil Path in the South Seas, Onmyoji from Japan, and magicians from the Red-haired Barbarians showing up, causing trouble for the merchant team, which thus hired many experts...

Wu Qu was heading to Jinmen this time to back some friends, related to the closed disciple slot of Grandmaster Chen Yuanlu...

Listening to these major events, Li Yan felt his heart race with anticipation.

Of course, he couldn’t participate in these events, and even Wu Qu was merely tagging along as a minor character.

Ordinary Jianghu Guests hadn’t even heard of these things.

The two drank and chatted idly, and before they knew it, night had fallen.

Seeing Wu Qu already somewhat drunk, now opting for tea, Li Yan finally took his leave and exited Golden Phoenix Tower.

Outside, the lamps were brightly lit.

As he watched the bustling crowd, Li Yan turned to glance at Golden Phoenix Tower again, feeling inexplicably dazed.

He thought he had gained some fame, but realized how vast the pugilistic world truly was, and that he had just begun to emerge.

For instance, the Wuchang Prince Mansion, according to Wu Qu, had two Astral Force experts openly stationed, and possibly, an Innate old eunuch, though it had been over ten years, and his current status was unknown...

No wonder those demons only dared to sabotage secretly.

In the recent period of cultivation, both he and Wang Daoxuan’s Dao had nearly reached the peak of the Second Layer. Once the situation settled, they could go to Wudang Mountain to build a tower.

With human affairs evolving, many hidden experts would reveal themselves.

With their current Dao, they couldn’t protect themselves yet.

Thinking of this, Li Yan shook his head slightly and headed to the Ezhou Chamber of Commerce hall...

Back at the hall, everything seemed normal.

With the shrewd Landlord Tian in charge, the Tian Family members remained compliant, staying in the courtyard without going anywhere.

They were terrified this time, and unless the matter completely passed, they couldn’t feel at ease.

Wang Daoxuan continued reading late into the night, absorbed in the Fengshui classics obtained from Liu Gang...

As for Lv San, he remained meditating in the courtyard, his Little White Fox worshipping the moon on the rooftop, and even the hawk seemed to have gained spirituality...

Li Yan greeted them briefly and refrained from disturbing them, returning to his room to meditate, store his spirit, shed the effects of the alcohol, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Whether it was the Prince Mansion or Baotong Zen Temple, each had experts stationed, so the affairs in Wuchang City naturally had no room for him to intervene.

He planned to patiently await the end of the duel, and with Master Lu completing the Magic Artifact, this matter would be considered resolved...

...

As night deepened, the bright moon shone brightly.

By this time, it was past midnight. The monks of Baotong Zen Temple, having performed their riverside ritual, had stopped, yet remained there to meditate and rest.

According to the plan of Yu Lanshan and Master Tong Hai of Baotong Zen Temple, their ritual would continue until the Dragon Boat Race concluded.

By then, the Qi channels of the Turtle and Snake Mountains would connect, dispersing the White Tiger Sha near the Barbarian King’s tomb.

Without the White Tiger Sha, no demon in the mountains would be able to escape.

This catastrophe would be completely averted.

On the river surface, dozens of li away from the Parrot Island dock, a passenger ship proceeded slowly, its cabin unlit, hidden in darkness.

The crashing river waters roared continuously.

On the deck, a few men steered the ship, their eyes coldly scanning the surroundings, appearing extremely vigilant.

Suddenly, they all looked up at the sky.

A night owl was flying down, flapping its wings, landing atop the mast, its pair of green glowing eyes fixed upon them.

"Hmph, putting on airs."

A hoarse voice emerged from the cabin, tinged with ridicule, "They all say how formidable your master is, yet still need us to act?"

The night owl eerily swiveled its head, its abdomen pulsing, emitting a human voice, "There was betrayal this time, causing some complications in the plan. There’s a navy patrol ahead, so the few of you should disembark and follow me ashore."

After speaking, this peculiar night owl took to its wings again, flying to a big tree on the river bank, preening its feathers as if waiting for them.

"Do as they say!"

A cold voice issued from the cabin once more.

Upon hearing this, the boatmen on deck swiftly took action.

Each of them moved with dexterity, showing the skill of seasoned hands who worked on the water, and with little effort, they promptly docked the passenger ship ashore.

Five individuals then emerged from the cabin.

Leading them was an old man clad in a black robe, with white hair and a white beard, his eyes sharp, possessing the demeanor of a fierce tiger. On his back, he carried a Divine Fire Gun from the Captain Bureau.

Following him were two men and two women.

Among them, a giant man standing two meters tall, his muscles knotted, his face and body covered with black hair, resembling a Wild Man.

On his shoulder sat an elderly woman, petite in stature, her face covered in wrinkles, dressed in mourning clothes, holding a big smoking pipe.

The other two were a twin brother and sister, both in martial robes, carrying long spears on their backs, and meteor ropes hanging from their waists.

Both were strikingly handsome, their eyes cold as ice.

As they disembarked, the night owl flapped its wings again, diving into the dense forest on the shore.

The white-haired old man in the lead coldly commanded, "Return, continue hiding in Xiangyang. When this is done, we will naturally depart."

"We obey!"

The men clasped their hands together, promptly maneuvering the passenger ship away.

The five individuals then leapt forth, disappearing into the dense woods.

They moved swiftly, trailing the night owl, weaving through the mountain paths and forest trails, and after about two or three incense sticks’ worth of time, arrived at a ruined temple in a mountain hollow.

In front of the ruined temple, three individuals awaited them, none other than the three brothers of the Meishan Sect.

Upon seeing the ruined temple, the face of the white-haired old man immediately darkened, "This was an old temple of the Heavenly Saint Sect, destroyed by the court years ago. What is the meaning of this?"

The leader of the three brothers quickly stepped forward, respectfully cupping his hands, "Please, Protector Wang, do not be offended. It’s because the traitor is hiding nearby. Obtaining the secret treasure in his possession is crucial for the release of the Barbarian King Corpse Immortal."

"Hmph!"

The white-haired old man snorted, "And what of the woman surnamed Liu?"

The Meishan brothers answered, "She remains undercover in Wuchang City, where another plan is in motion."

"Alright, let’s move!"

The white-haired old man glanced into the distance, coldly murmuring, "That Puluo Han Balin... I’ve heard his blade technique is extraordinary. I, the old man, would like to have a taste!"