The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

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"Good, good, good, good, truly worthy of being the pride of my Peerless City."

"Master, junior brother, King Xiao Chong of the White Kingdom has come to visit."

Lu Yuzhai walked over quickly and announced the news.

"The White King? What's he doing here?"

Wushuang looked at her master in confusion. Song Yanhui said in a deep voice, "What else can we do? Naturally, we should seek the support of Wushuang City."

Among the princes who have been granted titles in the current dynasty, the Red King and the White King are the most powerful.

However, the Red King is not favored by the Emperor, so the White King has a high probability of ascending to that position.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuzhai frowned: "Master, there is actually another prince with a title who should not be underestimated."

Song Yan was slightly taken aback, but a figure appeared in her mind.

He nodded: "That's right, and there's also that Prince Yong'an who's been wandering the martial world. So, this Prince Bai must have felt threatened by this Prince Yong'an, which is why he came to our Wushuang City."

After all, behind the Prince of Yong'an stands the Snow Moon City.

Xueyue City..."

Song Yan muttered those three words through gritted teeth, her eyes brimming with barely concealed malice.

This was a name he was unwilling to mention; his greatest mission in life was to overwhelm Snowmoon City.

Unfortunately, in the end, Snowmoon City's prestige only grew stronger.

Is it because of that Snow Moon Sword Immortal that he got involved with Qingcheng Mountain?

Nowadays, everyone in the world knows that Snow Moon City has a ladder to heaven.

Qingcheng has 36,000 steps to the path to enlightenment, Xueyue City has the Heavenly Ascension Pavilion with the Heavenly Ladder, and Tianqi City has the number one building under heaven.

What does Wushuang City have?

If things continue like this, Wushuang City will only remain silent and will never be able to recover.

Perhaps supporting the White King to ascend the throne is an opportunity, a very big opportunity.

Wushuang City naturally has its own intelligence sources. This White King is extremely shrewd and has a good reputation for benevolence. He is highly regarded by officials in the court.

Wushuang looked at his master with some confusion. He found it hard to imagine that a person could have so many expressions and switch between them in such a short time.

"Master, are you alright?"

Song Yan snapped out of her daze and pinched her brow, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He looked at his little apprentice, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. He gently patted Wushuang on the shoulder and shook his head: "I'm fine."

"Let's go see this White King."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuzhai immediately understood that his master was preparing to place a bet.

He looked at his still bewildered junior brother and shook his head.

Is Wushuang City really going to place its hopes on him?

Lu Yuzhai sighed inwardly and pulled Wushuang's hand to walk forward.

"Junior brother, when you meet the White King later, all you need to do is let them know that our Peerless City has the right to set prices."

"Huh? What should I do?"

“Show them your authority. They'll look down on you because you're young, so all you need to do then is this and that…”

Although Lu Yuzhai is not very strong, he has been managing many things in Wushuang City for many years, so he is quite mentally sound.

Outside Lei Family Fortress, Lei Qianhu, Lei Yunhe, Lei Hong, and a group of Lei family disciples were bidding a reluctant farewell to Zhou Zhenhuan and his group.

"Please stay a few more days, but my Lei Family Fort has not been hospitable enough, so I must leave soon?"

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and shook his head: "Not at all. I've been eating and sleeping well here these days. Nothing has been neglected."

I've bothered you long enough; it's time to leave.

No need to see me off, everyone. Go your way. The journey ahead is long; we'll meet again someday.

Lei Qianhu tried to persuade Zhou Huanzhen to stay, but Zhou Huanzhen politely declined.

Lei Wujie joked and laughed with the Lei Sect disciples for a while before catching up with his master.

The trip to Leijiabao left no regrets.

Those who deserved to die died, and those who didn't deserve to die survived.

The conspiracy in the underground river did not cause much of a ripple.

Only the old master of the Tang Clan, the patriarch of the Dark River Clan, the head of the Xie Clan, and the head of the Mu Clan who was skilled in using the Thousand Spider Formation died.

The head of the Mu family was taken away by the old master himself.

Within the Tang Clan, Tang Lianyue overpowered Tang Xuan and others to become the new patriarch of the Tang Clan, and declared to the world that the Dark River had killed their former patriarch, and that they would never be enemies again.

As for the Dark River, a new patriarch has been chosen, namely Su Muyu.

But since then, the Dark River seems to have disappeared from the martial arts world.

The Dark River suffered heavy losses this time, so it's hiding away to lick its wounds. Perhaps the martial world can be peaceful for a while.

"Master, where do we go next?"

Zhou Zhenhuan looked at Sikong Qianluo and shook his head: "It's not about where we're going, but where you're going."

"I've been traveling all over the place lately, and I really need to rest for a while. Go wherever you like."

Sikong Qianluo seemed surprised by this answer and pouted, "Master, didn't you say you were going to treat Xiao Se's injuries?"

Besides, where on earth can you find ghost immortals?

But she still didn't get an answer, because Zhou Zhen really turned into a small paper figure right under her nose and floated down to the ground.

Sikong Qianluo paused for a moment, then bent down to pick up the paper figure and stomped her foot in frustration.

"Master must have run away a long time ago, and made this fake thing to fool people."

Xiao Se found this quite normal, stretching and saying, "It's perfectly normal for Master to act this way. Actually, I think Master is right about one thing: this martial world belongs to us."

But his world of martial arts is different from ours.

We are no longer three-year-old children; we cannot rely on our master for everything.

Little miracle doctor, what about you?

Would you like to come with us?

Hua Jin shook her head upon hearing this: "I have done all I can. If you can really find the legendary Penglai Immortal Mountain and the Ghost Immortal, it makes no difference whether I go or not."

This has already taken long enough. There are so many people in the world waiting for treatment, so I won't stay with you all.

Xiao Se bowed repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, little miracle doctor."

After Hua Jin had walked away, Lei Wujie circled around him several times with a look of amazement on his face.

"Hey, senior sister, have you noticed that Xiao Se has become much more polite these days? He's even started to look people in the eye."

Xiao Se's face darkened, and she slapped him on the back of the head: "Get lost!"

Chapter 144 The Enraged Sikong Changfeng

Inside Snow Moon City, Sikong Changfeng was trembling with rage as he looked at the intelligence gathered by his spies!

The table in front of me was nearly smashed to pieces.

"Everyone says that the intelligence network of Spider Shadow City in Snowmoon City is the best in the world."

Why were Dao Jianxian and Xueyue Jianxian besieged by so many experts in Nan'an City? I only found out about this now.

Lei Men didn't launch a siege, and Old Master Tang even died at the hands of Anhe. Such a huge commotion, and my Snow Moon City only found out about it now!

"My eldest disciple Tang Lian of Snow Moon City, my daughter Sikong Qianluo, Lei Wujie, and Yong... Xiao Se, have all faced death and survived along the way. Why has it taken so long for our distress signal to reach Snow Moon City?"

Thinking back on it now, Sikong Changfeng feels a chill of fear.

These days, Snow Moon City has been living too peacefully. Such a major event has occurred in the martial arts world, yet Snow Moon City, as the number one city in the martial arts world, has not heard a word about it.

What if they came for Snowmoon City?

The disciples kneeling below trembled with fear as they watched the Third City Lord unleash his fury.

Yin Luoxia quickly comforted her, "Alright, alright, don't be so anxious. Besides, didn't the intelligence report say that the carefree immortal has also appeared?"

With him here, what are you worried about? Everything's alright now.

Sikong Changfeng took a deep breath and paced around a couple of times, feeling somewhat agitated.

"How can I not be anxious? Are all the spies we keep in Snowmoon City just sitting around doing nothing?"

"Now that things have come to this, it's not too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost and to fill in the gaps. Let him finish speaking first."

The disciple kneeling on the ground swallowed hard, and under Yin Luoxia's signal, quickly spoke.

"Recently, all the spies trying to gather information have been intercepted."

Some were arrested, some were killed; it seems someone is deliberately trying to block news from Snowmoon City.

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng's eyes seemed to spit fire.

"How many of them are there that they can seal off my Snowmoon City?"

"At least, there are at least a hundred experts!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Luoxia frowned: "Just who is it that can mobilize so many experts?"

It should be noted that while the Spider Shadows of Snowmoon City may not be particularly strong, their numbers are certainly considerable, and they are masters of escape and concealment.

Even so, not a single message got through, which shows that the person who intercepted them was absolutely powerful.

What kind of organization in the martial arts world could send out so many experts at once?

Sikong Changfeng paced back and forth twice more, then said in a deep voice, "No, I have to go and see for myself."

Yin Luoxia stopped him, saying, "No! Didn't we just say that since the Immortal Xiaoyao appeared in Lei Family Fortress and news from Snow Moon City has resumed, it means that this situation has been broken."

In other words, Snowmoon City did not suffer significant losses; on the contrary, those who did the dirty work should be in a bad situation now.

Furthermore, now that the Snow Moon Sword Immortal has disappeared along with the Dao Sword Immortal, and Baili is not in the city, if you leave, what will happen to Snow Moon City if there is any disturbance in Wushuang City?

Perhaps this is the opportunity they've been waiting for, waiting for Snowmoon City to be vulnerable so they can wipe it out in one fell swoop.

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng clenched his fists, and in the end, he could only angrily flick his sleeves.

"Brother Sikong, what's troubling you so much?"

"Your beauty is even more captivating than before, even after just a few days!"

A voice suddenly rang out, followed by a figure in a green robe slowly appearing.

Upon seeing this, the disciple kneeling on the ground quickly retreated.

When Fairy Luoxia saw Zhou Zhenhuan, she seemed to still feel the anger that Zhou Zhenhuan had deliberately lost to her before she died, and she snorted coldly.

"I wondered who had the audacity to trespass into my Snow Moon City like this. It turns out to be the number one carefree immortal in the world."

That was a bit sarcastic.

Zhou Zhen was both amused and exasperated: "It seems the fairy has some reservations about me."

"I wouldn't dare. Have you seen my apprentice?"

Zhou Zhenhuan paused for a moment, then shook his head: "I haven't seen him, but I heard from Lei Wujie and the others that your disciple was originally going to Lei Family Fort with them, but halfway there he felt he should send a message to Snow Moon City, so he returned first."

Yin Luoxia's expression changed: "What? Then why hasn't he come back yet?"

Zhou Huanzhen's mind stirred, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's alright, we're back now."

Yin Luoxia paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and hurriedly ran out.

"It seems that Fairy Luoxia cares a lot about this disciple."

Upon seeing this person appear, Sikong Changfeng's anxiety vanished.

He strode forward, invited Zhou Huanzhen to sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and then asked, "Brother Dao, are you from Lei Family Fortress?"

Zhou Zhen nodded, drank the tea in one gulp, and then looked at the teapot. Sikong Changfeng quickly refilled his cup.