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39 Emei’s dignity cannot be lost!!

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In the middle of winter, after the heavy snow, the branches of Mount Emei were bent by the white snow. The mountains and rivers seemed to be draped in white. As far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to Xiantian first stage!”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through. Points 1000!”

Under a frozen cliff, Han Chen, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes when he heard the system notification. The rapidly circulating Xiantian True Qi in his body immediately returned to his Dantian.

"Xiantian first stage!"

"After a month of hard work, I've finally advanced into the Xiantian realm!”

At this moment, Han Chen's handsome face was filled with joy and satisfaction.

When he first came to the West Peak to cultivate in seclusion, it was still autumn. However, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already winter. Now, Mount Emei was covered in snow and ice. It had long changed its appearance.

Within a month, Han Chen had eaten all twenty of the pills.

With the enhancement of ten times the cultivation speed, Han Chen's Hundred Steps Flying Sword, Life-Seizing Fifteen Strikes, Six Illusions of Phoenix Dance, and Lion Tiger Gold Shattering Roar had all reached perfection.

Now, Han Chen had advanced into the Connate Realm and became a Connate Level One expert!

Boom!

With a thought, he circulated his Connate True Qi. A layer of Connate Gang Qi appeared around Han Chen.

Innate True Qi turning into external Gang Qi was the symbol of an Innate Expert!

"Not bad!"

Han Chen smiled in satisfaction. Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something and turned to the northwest.

"Hmm? Someone is coming!"

The other party was still far away, and Han Chen had already sensed it. In the past, he could not do it at all, but now that he had reached the Inborn Realm, he could do it easily.

When he heard the familiar footsteps, Han Chen's slightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

A smile appeared on his face.

Whoosh!

Han Chen turned into six phantoms. He was fast and graceful as he floated toward the newcomer.

The Six Illusions of the Dancing Phoenix at the consummate level!

The distance of several hundred feet was covered in an instant!

"It's not lunchtime yet. Zhiruo, why are you here?”

A faint voice sounded. In the snow, six white shadows merged into one, turning into Han Chen who was as elegant as a fairy.

Han Chen smiled at Zhou Zhiruo. Then, he noticed the letter in her hand.

"Young Sect Master, the Sect Master of Mount Hua, Xianyu Tong, sent someone to deliver a letter. He said that you must open it personally. I was afraid of delaying the matter, so I sent it over.”

Zhou Zhiruo wore the Rainbow Feathers and stood in the snow. As she spoke, she handed the letter to Han Chen with both hands.

This was a letter between the two sect masters, and it was no small matter. Zhou Zhiruo did not dare to delay it, so she delivered it to Han Chen before lunchtime.

"Xianyu Tong?"

Han Chen frowned slightly.”

Emei and Huashan had never interacted, and Han Chen and Xianyu Tong had never met before. It could be said that they had no connection at all. Xianyu Tong's sudden letter, and it had to be read by Han Chen himself, was really a bit abrupt.

In addition, Han Chen was now infamous in the martial arts world. When the large sects mentioned Han Chen, they were all afraid of him and had the intention of avoiding him. But this Xianyu Tong not only didn't keep a respectful distance, he even took the initiative to approach.

Han Chen, who was familiar with Heavenly Plots, was no stranger to Xianyu Tong. This person was a sinister villain. He must be up to no good by suddenly writing to Han Chen.

"I want to see what he has to say to me.”

Han Chen immediately took Xianyu Tong's letter from Zhou Zhiruo's hands and tore it open to read.

It was snowing all over the sky. Zhou Zhiruo stood there elegantly and looked at Han Chen with a slight frown. A hint of coldness and contempt appeared on the corner of her mouth. Although she did not know the contents of the letter, she knew that it was definitely not a good thing from the change in Han Chen's expression.

Bang!

Han Chen clenched his fist, and the Xiantian Genuine Qi exploded in his palm, turning the letter into dust.

As the wind blew, the paper scraps were swept into the snowstorm. It was impossible to tell which was the letter and which was the snow.

"Young Sect Leader, what's wrong?" Zhou Zhiruo asked with concern.

Han Chen's gaze was cold. He snorted disdainfully and said indifferently,""Xianyu Tong, you're quite something. He actually invited me to Light Summit.”

Light Summit was located on Mount Kunlun, where the Ming Cult's main altar was located.

The Shaolin Temple had already taken the lead to go to Light Summit. It was impossible for Xianyu Tong not to know that Han Chen had killed a Shaolin senior monk, but he had deliberately invited Han Chen to go to Light Summit.

If Han Chen accepted Xianyu Tong's invitation, he would inevitably meet the Shaolin masters. When enemies met, their eyes would turn red, and a fierce battle would be inevitable.

"What benefits does Sect Master Xianyu get from doing this?”

After Han Chen mentioned the pros and cons, the smart Zhou Zhiruo immediately asked the most important question.

"When the snipe and clam fight, the fisherman benefits."

Han Chen snorted coldly. When he thought of Xianyu Tong's little tricks, his eyes were filled with coldness and disdain.

Xianyu Tong had written this letter precisely because he knew about the feud between Han Chen and Shaolin.

As long as Han Chen went to Light Summit, he would meet the Shaolin Sect, and no matter who won, the result would be a great loss. This would only benefit Xianyu Tong's Huashan Sect. If the Huashan Sect wanted to dominate the martial world, he had to topple the two great mountains of Shaolin and Emei.

If Han Chen did not go, he would be afraid of Shaolin and would become a laughing stock.

"Young Sect Master, what do you plan to do?" Zhou Zhiruo frowned and asked worriedly.”

Going was exactly what he wanted.

If he didn't go, he would be laughed at.

"Zhiruo, if it were you, what would you choose?”Han Chen asked Zhou Zhiruo.

" I…" Zhou Zhiruo muttered to herself.

She had a gentle temperament and stood aloof from worldly affairs. Han Chen's difficult question really stumped her.

Han Chen's deep, starry eyes looked at the snowstorm.

The wind blew over Mount Emei. The snowflakes in the sky were instantly messed up by the wind.

No one hoped for the wind to come, because after the wind blew, the snowflakes would only become more chaotic, and the situation would become chaotic.

But Xianyu Tong wanted to let this wind blow in.

Perhaps, when the wind blew the snow in the sky, the Huashan Sect could fish in troubled waters.

And this wind was Han Chen.

"Since he wants chaos, then I'll give him chaos. However, the Huashan Sect may not be able to afford this price!”

Han Chen looked at the snowstorm and his eyes flashed coldly." Zhiruo, help me pack my luggage. I'm going to Mount Kunlun."”

"Young Sect Master…"

Zhou Zhiruo widened her eyes and looked at Han Chen in surprise.

Glancing at Zhou Zhiruo's shock, Han Chen smiled calmly and said slowly,""Your hair is messy."

He gently raised his hand and tucked Zhou Zhiruo's messy hair behind her ear. Zhou Zhiruo blushed and lowered her head. There was a smile on her face.

"Zhiruo, remember this. We people of the martial world can be kind and upright, but whoever dares to scheme against us must pay the price in blood!”

"I have to go to Light Summit because if Emei doesn't show up at such a Jianghu event, we will be laughed at by all the heroes in the world!”

Emei's dignity must not be lost!

Han Chen could not lose face!

Kunlun Mountain, Light Summit. Han Chen was definitely going.

Hearing Han Chen's words, Zhou Zhiruo's watery eyes widened without blinking. Then, she nodded fiercely."Yes!"

"Zhiruo, let's go."

The snow became heavier. The heavy snowfall blurred Zhou Zhiruo's vision. Han Chen did not say anything. He carried the remnant rainbow on his back and held her hand. They strolled in the wind and snow toward the main peak of Emei.

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