Free Web NovelThe commotion at Lanke Mountain was truly astonishing; it was almost a public announcement to the world, saying, 'There's an amazing Legacy and a shocking exotic treasure here, come and play, heroes!'
The Elders of Qingyuan Sect naturally couldn't ignore it.
But the Sect Master had to remain in the Sect.
If ordinary Inner Scenery cultivators went, it might not be effective, and they couldn't possibly let Shang Wu go. If Shang Wu went, it wouldn't be a matter of whether or not they got the Legacy; it would be a ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) matter of how many Sects would settle scores with Qingyuan Sect later.
Even if they obtained the Legacy in the end, it might not be worth the trouble they caused...
At this moment, Elder Qian suddenly raised a finger, indicating he had a plan.
Wasn't Jiang Yu about to visit Qingyuan Sect in person?
Clearly, this Great Yu Crown Prince couldn't miss the excitement at Lanke Mountain, and as the first Dragon of Hidden Potential and a noble Prince, he must have powerful escorts with him.
No matter who else got into trouble, Jiang Yu couldn't possibly.
It just so happened that Li Mo and Xiao Bing'er had rendered great service. At that time, instead of asking for rewards, they could let Jiang Yu be a tool, go to Lanke Mountain together to explore. Wouldn't that ensure their safety and prevent them from missing out on the Opportunity?
“Hmph... Then we'll deal with him after Lanke Mountain.”
Although the beautiful Master was displeased with the Great Yu Crown Prince, she still considered the safety of her Baby Disciple and Xiao Bing'er more important.
“......”
The Masters' considerations were indeed thorough.
However, Li Mo hadn't actually worried about safety issues when going to Lanke Mountain, after all, those abnormal special effects were all added by him manually, so it might not be that dangerous inside.
Furthermore, the Saint of Demon Summoning Sect and a group of Demon Summoning Sect members would also go to Lanke Mountain.
The Hall Master of Hundred Beasts called him 'brother'.
The Demon-Calling Holy Child had to call him 'uncle'.
Inside Lanke Mountain, it seemed he wasn't the one who needed to worry about personal safety.
Li Mo was noncommittal, only reassuring Xue Lao.
Even with several people on the Somersault Cloud, its speed didn't slow down much, and soon Qingyuan Sect was visible in the distance.
Qingyuan Sect was now also decorated with lanterns and streamers, arranged very meticulously, but it didn't seem to be for the New Year.
Two large banners were hung on the main peak.
The first one:
【Congratulations to Li Mo and Ying Bing of our Sect, for working together and achieving excellent results, ranking fourth and fifth respectively on the Qianlong Ranking.】
The second one:
【Welcome, Your Highness the Crown Prince, to our Sect, to guide Qingyuan Sect's work in guarding the Prefecture.】
This made Xiao Li feel a bit like he was back in high school in his previous life...
Li Mo gazed into the distance; his eyesight was now excellent.
Ziyang Prefecture City in the distance was also covered in a blanket of white, and he could vaguely make out a small hot pot restaurant doing brisk business by the official road fifty li away.
Chu Long and the others must have had a lively New Year too...
The Somersault Cloud landed in front of the mountain gate, and Xue Lao went to the main peak's grand hall.
“You’re finally back.”
Shang Wu stretched lazily and said, “Finally, I’m not alone. Xiao Bing’er, shall we go to the hot springs?”
“Hot springs...”
Ying Bing lowered her eyes, and before she could agree, she suddenly remembered something.
Shang Wu, the Qingyuan Sect's fighting champion, had been staying alone in Autumn Water Pavilion for so long...
For details, refer to Qunyu Peak...
“Li Mo, where are you going?”
“I’m going to Happy Lamb Hot Pot Restaurant to wish Chu Long a Happy New Year and see how big her glasses are.”
Ying Bing originally wanted to go see Chu Long as well.
But then she remembered the Schrödinger's Autumn Water Pavilion, whose existence was questionable, and she wanted to rush back to check on it.
“Then you go, what about dinner?”
“I'll be back to eat.”
“Mm.”
Li Mo waved goodbye to her and stepped onto the Somersault Cloud again.
.......
At the same time.
Happy Lamb Hot Pot Restaurant, located not far from Lanke Mountain, with excellent and well-reputed flavors, had become a favorite among residents of Ziyang Prefecture and passing Jianghu travelers.
On the first day of the New Year, business was even more booming.
“Hey, the strange phenomena under Lanke Mountain have stopped recently. Is it because the world-shaking God Sword below is about to appear?”
“What world-shaking God Sword? It’s clearly the remains of a Buddha.”
“Why bother with that? So many Dragons of Hidden Potential, Human Ranking experts, and Earth Ranking powerhouses are flocking there. What does that have to do with us?” freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
A bearded Jianghu traveler changed the subject.
What was most talked about in the Jianghu?
Nothing but Supreme martial art, divine weapons, heroes... and beauties.
Among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Wind and Cloud Rankings, the Baihua List was the most expensive because it had the most buyers...
“Tsk tsk, the top three on the Baihua List have changed! The first place is still the Empress who presides over the world, the second is still Sect Master Tantai of Penglai Star Sect, a Heaven Ranking expert, but the third is actually her!”
“Han Xianzi has just passed her sixteenth year, she hasn’t even fully matured yet, can she compare to them?”
“Black-hearted Yantian Sect, why don't you show us a picture?!”
“Hehe, if the Xiao Jiang girl from the hot pot restaurant took off her blindfold, and if her eyes were not bad, maybe she could also make it onto the list?”
“You go try to take one off.”
A nosy Jianghu traveler incited the bearded man at the same table.
“Xiao Jiang girl, two more bottles of wine!”
The big man was also a reckless fellow; after two cups of wine, he completely forgot about Aunt Mei, who was sitting at the counter, looking at him with displeasure.
But Aunt Mei's gaze suddenly froze.
Jiang Chulong was carrying two bottles of wine and had just reached the big man's table. Before she even had a chance to put the wine down, her body suddenly stiffened in place.
“Hmm?”
The big man was startled, turned his head, and saw a person standing at the entrance.
He wore a golden crown, a moon-white long robe, had sword-like brows and star-like eyes, and a faint green stubble on his lips, yet he exuded a sense of majestic severity, as if he had long held a high position.
Most striking were his deep-set eyes.
Double pupils.
In a trance, you might even think that what stood there was a Dragon holding a God Sword in its mouth. freewebnoveℓ.com
Beside him stood two sword-wielding women, dressed in blue and pink robes respectively.
Seeing the Young Master narrow his eyes.
The pink-dressed sword attendant gripped the long sword in her arms, and a dazzling faint light ignited in her eyes.
“Ah... ah, my head... my head...”
In a trance, the big man saw his own head fly off, and as if suffocating, he clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground.
His companions, realizing this person was not to be trifled with, quickly carried him out.
This Killing Intent was not only directed at the big man; everyone in the hot pot restaurant fled.
“Who taught you martial arts?”
The double pupils in the Young Master’s sword-like eyes swept across Jiang Chulong like a cold blade.
“Your Highness...”
Mei Yun quickly stood up, trembling with fear.
Jiang Chulong's face was pale, but she stubbornly tugged at Aunt Mei's sleeve, her head bowed:
“Aunt Mei, we... we don’t... don’t know him.”
“Our small shop today... today will... close.”
She began to wipe the tables, squatting on the ground to pick up the scattered silver coins left by the departing customers.
The pink-clad woman beside her shouted, “Your Highness is speaking to you, come and kneel!”
After she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Yu.
Upon receiving his approval.
She reached out and drew a dead branch from outside, without using any true Qi, and whipped it towards Jiang Chulong. The Sword Intent was like a lonely peak in the clouds.
“Your Highness!”
Mei Yun had just moved her foot out when she was stopped by those double pupils, forcing her to withdraw her step.
Crack!—
The sword sheath struck Jiang Chulong’s back. She neither dodged nor retaliated, stumbling from the blow, and deeper bloodstains seeped through her festive red dress.
Jiang Yu's double pupils were calm, as if he was speaking of a trivial matter:
“Keep hitting her until she resists.”
“I want to see how much skill you have in that rustic style you learned.”
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