Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the night sky. It rained heavily in Hengyang City.
On a long street, Su Yu and Yi Lin held a paper umbrella and strolled in the rain. They strolled leisurely in the courtyard and slowly walked toward the Yuelai Inn.
The raindrops that fell from the sky hit the paper umbrella, and musical notes danced.
Su Yu and Yi Lin remained silent. The streets were empty, and it was as if they were the only ones in the world. No one could bear to ruin this wonderful atmosphere.
After returning to his room in the inn, Su Yu sat cross-legged on his bed and took out a black token.
"Invincible East's Black Wood Token records the method to break through to the Grandmaster Realm. I've been studying it carefully these few days and have actually improved quite a lot. If there's no accident, I'll break through in the next few days.”
Su Yu slowly closed his eyes and followed the instructions on the token to break through the bottleneck of the Grandmaster Realm.
A few days ago, the bottleneck was like a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move it at all. But now, the bottleneck was already as thin as a cicada's wing, and he could break through at any time.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, night had passed.
"System, sign in."
A new day had begun. As usual, the first thing Su Yu did when he opened his eyes was to sign in for the lucky draw.
"Ding! Congratulations to user for obtaining ten thousand taels of gold!”
Hearing the system's reward, Su Yu frowned.
As a martial arts practitioner, his favorite thing was, of course, a peerless martial art. Money was like dirt, uninteresting.
Today was the day Liu Zhengfeng retired.
After Su Yu had his breakfast, he gathered the seven hundred disciples of Mount Heng and told them about his plan in the desolate garden in the backyard of the inn.
"This is the mission I gave you. Do you understand?”
"Understood, Young Sect Master!"
In the open space in the backyard of the inn, the disciples answered in unison after Su Yu had finished setting up the operation.
After the mission was issued, Yi Qing led the seven hundred disciples and left the inn. This operation was very secretive, and no one knew where they went except Su Yu.
"Yilin, let's go. We're going to the ceremony.”
"Yes, Young Master."
Su Yu and Yi Lin walked out of Yuelai Inn one after another.
It had rained heavily last night, and the long street was wet. Small puddles were scattered all over the place.
There were many pedestrians on the street. They were all in groups of three to five. They were all people from Jianghu. They walked in the direction of the Liu residence one after another. The stream of people formed a river.
In the spacious courtyard of the Liu Residence, there were hundreds of chairs. The sect masters sat in the front row, and those with lower seniority sat at the back, and so on. The chairs were filled with people.
However, there were many empty seats in the first row. There were only a few Shaolin and Wudang elders sitting there.
"Yilin, sit."
Su Yu's seat was in the front row, and he pulled Yi Lin to sit down.
When the heroes sitting at the back saw Su Yu take his seat, they began to whisper among themselves, and some even pointed at him.
"Who is this young man? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"You're so young, yet you dare to sit in the first row?”
"Keep your voice down. He is the Young Sect Master of the Heng Mountain Sect, Su Yu!”
"Su Yu? One man and one sword killed 28 people from Qingcheng Monastery!”
"I heard that Su Yu killed Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng outside Luoyang City and destroyed the Qingcheng Monastery.”
"No wonder I didn't see anyone from the Qingcheng Monastery.”
"Really? Is his swordsmanship that powerful?"
Speaking of Su Yu's legendary battle achievements, the rich men in the Jianghu sitting in the back row were all dumbfounded. They looked at Su Yu in a new light, and their hearts were filled with awe.
Hearing the discussions behind him, Su Yu frowned slightly. He suddenly turned around and looked coldly at those gossiping people. He said coldly,""Noisy!"
Those people were talking enthusiastically, but they were shocked by him. In an instant, there was silence, and no one dared to mutter a word.
Su Yu didn't like others pointing fingers behind his back.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in green walked in from the door. He held a folding fan in his hand and had the demeanor of a gentleman. Behind him were three people: a young girl in green, a young prodigal, and a beautiful woman. Behind him were a group of disciples.
"Look, look, it's the Noble Sword Yue Buqun!”
"Mr. Yue, that's a gentleman, a famous one!”
"The woman beside him is Yue Lingshan, right? It's so beautiful."
"Nonsense, that's Mrs. Yue. The one behind her is Yue Lingshan.”
Seeing Yue Buqun and the others appear, the surrounding crowd burst into discussion.
Yue Buqun was the Huashan Sect's Sect Leader, and it was usually rare to see him. Today, they were fortunate enough to witness his true appearance, and all the heroes were very excited. However, some people seemed to be more interested in Mrs. Yue.
Young Master, it's the Huashan Sect."
Yi Lin whispered to Su Yu.
"Yes, I saw it."
Su Yu's gaze fell on Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun was the same as Liu Zhengfeng. They were both at Grandmaster 3-dan, which was equivalent to the sect leader level.
As for his wife, Ning Zhongze, her cultivation level was a level lower. She was about the same as Yu Canghai. She should be at the first level of the Zongshi realm.
"Hmm? Is this drunkard Linghu Chong?"
Su Yu's gaze fell on the licentious youth.
The youth had a wild and unruly expression, and he was very close to Yue Lingshan. He held a wine gourd in his hand, and when his master wasn't paying attention, he took a fierce sip. Then, he pretended to be nonchalant and secretly tasted the wine in his mouth.
"Only Houtian seventh stage? Without the Nine Beyond Swords, Linghu Chong was too mediocre.”
Su Yu was a little disappointed in Linghu Chong.
With Su Yu's current cultivation, if he wanted to kill Linghu Chong, he definitely wouldn't need to use the second sword.
"Young Master Su, we meet again.”
Yue Buqun walked to Su Yu's side and cupped his hands with a smile. After greeting him, he directly sat on the seat.
Yue Lingshan glanced at Su Yu, then sat down beside her father. She and Ning Zhongze were on the left and right, sandwiched Yue Buqun in the middle. Linghu Chong sat beside Yue Lingshan.
"Look, Mr. Mo from Mount Heng is here.”
"Mister Mo is here too? Didn't he and Liu Zhengfeng not get along?”
"Discord? You believe everything others say? They were fellow disciples, how could they not get along?”
The surrounding heroes discussed animatedly.
Mr. Mo usually lived in seclusion, and the heroes were very excited to see him. Mo Da was older than Zuo Lengchan and was of the same generation as the Wudang Sect Master, Taoist Chongxu. His status in the martial arts world was very high.
"Senior Brother Mo, please take a seat.”
Yue Buqun stood up and took the initiative to greet Mister Mo. She warmly invited Mo to sit beside her.
"No thanks."
Mo Da shook his head at Yue Buqun and refused his invitation.
"Alright."
Yue Buqun smiled awkwardly.
He could only comfort himself. The seniors of Shaolin and Wudang were here, and it was reasonable that Senior Brother Mo did not want to sit beside him. He did not need to compete with Shaolin and Wudang. After all, they were the leaders of the martial arts world.
"Young Master Su, did you sleep well last night? Are you used to living in Hengyang?"
Mister Mo walked past Yue Buqun and came directly to Su Yu. He smiled and sat beside Su Yu.
"It's alright."
Su Yu said calmly.
"Isn't it Shaolin and Wudang?"
Yue Buqun's face darkened.
She was so passionate towards Mo Da, but he didn't even want to talk to her. That Su Yu was so cold, but he insisted on sitting over. It was simply preposterous.
"Look, it's the sect master of Mount Tai, Taoist Master Tianmen! And his martial uncle, Yu Jizi!"
"Mount Heng, Mount Hua, Mount Heng, and Mount Tai are all here.”
"Strange, why isn't the Mount Song Sect here yet?”
The heroes of the martial world sitting in the back row were full of curiosity. The Song Mountain Sect should have known about such a big thing as washing their hands in the golden basin. Shaolin Temple was also on Mount Song, but they had already arrived. What was the Mount Song Sect trying to do?
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Good morning, handsome guys. A new day has begun. The flowers and 10 points in your hands, throw them all at me. Smash me to death.
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