Peace Order-Chapter 122 - 77 I have undergone Body Casting_2

The Luzhou Sword Immortal replied, "I only have a fifty percent chance of success."

"You should seek someone stronger."

The man laughed heartily yet with evident regret, saying,

"Those martial experts stronger than you are no longer willing to easily set foot in this mundane world, alas."

"With no regard to the four legends of the martial world, do you really want me to seek out those ten great grandmasters?"

"Rangers of the martial world fight for fame, and most who have made a name for themselves do so to be recruited as generals and commanders. Among the renowned generals of various countries, many traveled as rangers in their youth."

"But these ten great grandmasters, each capable of ranking on the Divine General List, refuse to be controlled by others."

A sharp look suddenly flashed in the man’s eyes as he said,

"Such a ground for their existence is only present because the world has yet to be completely settled."

"Once the world is unified, it will inevitably sweep through the martial world."

The Luzhou Sword Immortal did not reply, looking outside where, on one side, was the world’s Divine General List, and within the martial world, there was a Grandmaster List. Cultivators who weren’t part of the court or any aristocratic families engaged in struggles within the martial world, creating enmities and friendships, making names for themselves, and eventually coming together to form various powers.

The enmities and friendships within the martial world are no less complex than those within imperial halls.

The man spoke again, "It seems the Sword Immortal is reluctant to take action. Since you just mentioned those ten great grandmasters, why not tell us which one you think is the strongest? Someone who could easily handle the grand ceremony of my Chen Country. I’ll report to my master and strive to invite him here."

He was merely humoring the Sword Immortal.

The Sword Immortal, his face hidden behind a silver mask, said,

"That one, you already know of."

"But he is the one you certainly cannot invite."

The man’s smile faded.

He knew who the Sword Immortal was referring to.

The only martial world grandmaster who without a doubt could defeat Yue Qianfeng in combat.

The rain outside began to lessen, falling upon the eaves and dripping onto the clay jars with a clear sound. The Luzhou Sword Immortal picked up his sword, looked at the scenery outside, and said, "Twelve years ago, when Taiping Duke was trapped in the capital city, Ying Country’s Tiger Barbarian Cavalry invaded the eighteenth state of Jiangnan. That man wielded ninety-seven mystical weapons, personally stopping them outside the border."

The man said, "Taiping Duke stayed in the capital city drinking wine, rather than being trapped there."

The Luzhou Sword Immortal replied indifferently,

"I would like to ask, in the two years before Taiping Duke died, the Chen Country border troops all retreated, as if deliberately allowing Ying Country to invade the border. The Murong aristocratic family defended the city, losing three hundred seventy-two direct descendants whose blood flowed into the city’s rivers. In the end, the citizens of that city defended it themselves, repelling a ten-thousand-strong army."

"He personally killed one thousand seven hundred Tiger Barbarian Heavy Cavalry, charging into battle seven times, crippling the world’s second strongest heavy cavalry, which took ten years to recover their Primordial Qi."

"He killed two generals on the Divine General List."

"Among the Central Plains’ martial world grandmasters, he is the strongest."

"There is no martial artist more domineering with a sword in the world, but can you invite him back?"

Fear flashed in the man’s eyes, but he simply lowered his head to drink his tea.

The Luzhou Sword Immortal took up his sword and umbrella, leaving the teahouse, quietly chanting,

"A lifetime of ambitions in one Xiao and sword, carrying the name of ’Mad’ proudly for two hundred years."

"The Murong Family of Jiangnan’s Divine Weapons."

"The Sword Madman, Murong Longtu."

He raised his sword and rode into the blood rain, leaving mountains of white bones as birds scattered in fright.

Dragon Map’s grand ambition, like Qiushui leaving no trace.

The misty rain of Jiangnan, Divine Weapon Murong.

Among the world’s martial families, holding both weapons and the rhythm of music, skilled both in literature and martial arts.

The man in the teahouse sipped his tea, as if recalling the blood and gore of those records and the concealed struggles within those texts. Eventually, he closed his eyes, seemingly listening to the wind and rain of Jiangnan, hearing the sharp ring of blades in the wind, and whispered softly,

"Not ninety-seven, but ninety-six."

"Among the weapons of the Jiangnan Divine Weapon Mansion’s Murong Family, one is missing."

Realizing that the previous person had already left, he ceased speaking and finally looked up at the distant sky, freeweɓnovel-cøm

"No matter what, the grand ceremony cannot have any mishaps."

"For the sake of this world."

......

Li Guanyi found the young mistress under a tree. The spring rain in Jiangnan was fine, so she hadn’t gotten wet. Li Guanyi held an umbrella over the young lady, saying, "The rain will stop soon. If we stay out at this time, the old master will surely have words for us."

"Have you had your fill of fun, young mistress? Shall we return?"

Xue Shuangtao had calmed down. After considering, she said, "Then, just one last thing."

She pointed somewhat shyly at the tree, saying, "I want to climb up and look at the view."

Li Guanyi was dumbfounded.

Xue Shuangtao said, "Since I was young, only my brother could climb trees. Grandfather always said that it’s not proper for a girl of an aristocratic family to climb trees. I’ve really wanted to see what Jiangnan looks like from the highest point."

Li Guanyi laughed and said, "Alright, do you need help?"

Xue Shuangtao rolled up her sleeves, "Don’t underestimate me. I may not have entered the realm, but I have achieved some success in practicing the family’s Jade Arm Divine Bow Skills."

She loosened up her body and leaped, stepping on the trunk with her right foot and bursting with Inner Qi, soaring five or six feet upward before catching her breath. Within a few steps, she had reached a branch.

The young girl widened her eyes, taking in the view of the Jiangnan city as the rain was about to stop. Unlike the rain in the desert or Central Plains, the drizzle in Jiangnan lingered like mist, enveloping the slate and buildings in beauty akin to a painting. But to Xue Shuangtao, it felt even more exhilarating to breathe freely from such a lofty perspective!

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