Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 539 The Four Sects Gather, Mountains

The three walked outside the square, where several disciples of the Mountain Sect, dressed in blue martial robes, stood.

The leading figures were upright and robust, with innate realm true essence surging within them.

The Mountain Sect is a major sect in the martial arts world of the Great Qin Dynasty. The disciples of the sect are all quite powerful. However, because their cultivation path is strong and robust, and they rely too much on accumulation, they are now lacking top experts.

"Senior Brother Huangfu, Junior Brother Wei." Li Changqi smiled and quickly stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting.

This usually stern-faced martial artist at the Innate Realm was now bowing considerably.

The top disciples of the Mountain Sect either join the Qin army or remain in the sect to cultivate. Only those with insufficient potential and no hope of breakthrough return to their families.

Li Changqi felt that he had no further chance to improve his cultivation, so he ultimately chose to leave the sect.

With his cultivation level, staying in the sect would only make him an ordinary inner disciple; he probably wouldn't even have the chance to become a steward.

Back home, where I was in charge, everyone respected me, and I felt much more at ease.

When the few Xiantian Realm experts from the Mountain Sect saw Li Changqi, they cupped their hands in greeting and exchanged a few pleasantries with smiles.

After talking with the group for a while, Li Changqi turned around and said, "Sihuan, come and greet your senior uncles and masters."

Li Sihuan quickly stepped forward, straightened his clothes, bowed and clasped his hands in greeting: "Li Sihuan greets all senior uncles and masters."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "That is Zhang Yuan, who came with me. His martial arts skills are quite impressive."

He traveled with Zhang Yuan and they exchanged many ideas about martial arts.

Zhang Yuan gave him a lot of guidance, especially on the practice of Mountain Fist.

Even Lee Chang-ki told Lee Si-huan in private that Zhang Yuan's Mountain Fist was at least at the minor level.

Standing in front, the middle-aged man surnamed Huangfu glanced at Zhang Yuan, then looked at Li Sihuan and nodded.

He turned to look at Li Changqi and said, "Junior brother should also know that according to the rules of the sect, unless one has an elder's token, one must pass a trial to enter."

His gaze fell on Li Sihuan again, and he said calmly, "Since you are Junior Brother Li's junior, it should not be difficult for you to pass the entrance trial."

Although not arrogant, they weren't particularly close either.

As an inner sect steward who was involved in the trial selection, it was already an act of favoritism for Senior Brother Huangfu to speak up.

The middle-aged man beside him smiled, glanced at Zhang Yuan and Li Sihuan, and said, "Don't worry, although Senior Brother Huangfu is strict, he is not unreasonable. Just participate in the trial and do your best."

These words brought a look of surprise to Li Changqi, who was standing to the side, and he quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

He wanted to say a few more words when the sound of a bell came from the direction of the mountain gate.

"when--"

"when--"

Senior Brother Huangfu and the others straightened their expressions and flew towards the mountain gate, with the other disciples of the Mountain Sect quickly following behind.

Watching them leave, Li Changqi turned back to look at Li Sihuan.

"Relax during the trial later. Since Junior Brother Wei has spoken..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but turned to look at Zhang Yuan, hesitated for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Zhang Yuan, once you join the Mountain and Mountain Sect, please take good care of Si Huan. I have some connections in the sect, and I will step in when needed."

In his view, he originally did not want to owe Zhang Yuan any favors.

However, considering that Zhang Yuan is older and joined the sect with Li Sihuan, it's a good thing that they can look after each other.

He said this to Zhang Yuan, reminding him that his favor and connections within the sect were all thanks to Li Sihuan.

Zhang Yuan looked at Li Sihuan standing to the side.

At this moment, Li Sihuan's face was full of longing to join the Mountain Sect, and he didn't care about anything else.

The young man, after all, had a surge of passion within him.

It’s great to be young.

Zhang Yuan nodded, but before he could speak, the resounding sound of the bronze bell rang out from within the mountain gate.

"Thump—" "Thump—"

"Boom-"

The bell tolled, and the crowd in front of the mountain gate dispersed like a tide.

Several powerful beams of energy, reminiscent of grandmasters, surged forth from afar.

"I'm coming--"

"Is that the Mountain Moving Sect's cultivation technique?"

"Ha, the Duan Yue lineage!"

"We've arrived at the Great River Sect!"

A cacophony of shouts and cheers filled the bluestone square.

We've arrived at the three temples.

Zhang Yuan and Li Sihuan stood beside the Sword Testing Stone, watching as the disciples of the Mountain Moving Clan lifted two bronze cauldrons, each three zhang tall, in front of the mountain gate with a single hand.

Eight bare-chested strongmen carried a three-zhang (approximately 10 meters) bronze cauldron on their shoulders, shattering the frozen earth. The inscription "Li Ba Shan He" (meaning "strength to uproot mountains and rivers") on the cauldron's body gleamed with golden light as their muscles bulged.

The elder leading the group clearly possessed the cultivation of a grandmaster. As he advanced step by step, his Ninefold Mountain-Moving Force caused rocks to fall from the mountain gate archway. Behind him, the Qi and blood of his disciples merged, transforming into surging clouds and mist.

The phantom of the Mountain-Moving Warrior, appearing and disappearing in the clouds, was over ten feet tall. The totem of carrying mountains on its shoulders resonated with the bronze cauldron at the mountain gate, causing the blood and qi of the trial warriors who gathered around to watch to surge.

This is the Mountain Moving Sect, stationed at the mountain gate, welcoming fellow disciples with ancient rituals.

"Look at the Heaven-Splitting Sword Intent of the Duan Yue lineage!" Li Sihuan grabbed Zhang Yuan's sleeve, his eyes filled with barely contained excitement.

Not only the people around him, but also others craned their necks to watch the group of sword cultivators running quickly across the bluestone square.

Thirty-two sword cultivators in green robes stood in formation like swords, the Heaven-Splitting Sword Intent condensed above their heads cutting through the wind and snow, tearing a hundred-foot gap in the clouds, the sword intent and blood energy transforming into a faint sword shadow.

The sword cultivators marched forward in formation, each step causing the sword shadows to tremble.

"People from the Great River Sect—"

A gasp suddenly came from below the waterfall on the cliff.

Everyone turned to look as the white-robed disciples of the Great River lineage strode across the waves, their surging water tornadoes propelled thirty feet into the sky by the Surging Waves Technique.

"The Zhenhai Xuan Tie Ship!"

Amidst the commotion, the Xuan Tie warship, sailing upstream against the current from the cliff, cleaved through the icy river with its ramming horn. The disciples on deck, practicing the Four Seas Dragon Suppression Spear, stirred up the clouds, and the phantom of the dragon formed by the spear's shadow actually grabbed half of the stern rudder of the Star Gazing Boat.

A hundred crossbow bolts were launched from hidden compartments on the ship's side. The inscriptions on the bolts were exactly the same as those on the "Zhenhai Pingbo" warship of the Eastern Wei Dynasty, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

The gathering of the four major sects reveals the grand scale and power of the Mountain Sect.

Outside the main gate of the Moving Mountain Sect, in front of the wooden pavilion with its connecting corridor, hundreds of guests watching the ceremony had changing expressions.

Among the guests attending the ceremony were leaders of various martial arts sects, those with connections to the imperial court, and heads of prominent families with ties to the Mountain Sect.

"Elder Duan, the Mountain Sect is very powerful. I wonder what the Azure Cloud Sword Sect thinks of this initiation ceremony?" A middle-aged martial artist wearing a dark-patterned black robe and a golden crown turned his head and spoke in a low voice.

This martial artist was clearly a grandmaster, with his blood and qi surging and flowing with aura.

Upon hearing the middle-aged martial artist's words, the people around him turned their heads slightly and looked at the white-bearded old man who had been asked the question.

Duan Yun, the Foreign Affairs Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

The Qingyun Sword Sect is on par with the Mountain Sect, but in the past two years, the Qingyun Sword Sect has produced many powerful figures. Whether they are senior masters or elite juniors, they have all become famous throughout the world.

Xiao Lingyun, the Grand Elder of the Sword Sect, had reached the realm of carefree swordsmanship. He fought Meng Haoran, a master of both Confucianism and swordsmanship from Qingtianzhou who was traveling in the Eastern Territory, and was undefeated after a hundred moves.

Lu Changjin, a disciple of the sect, entered the Dragon and Elephant realm with a single sword strike, overwhelming his peers and ranking eighteenth on the Dragon and Tiger List.

The top ten on the Yongtian Continent Dragon and Tiger Ranking are mostly powerful figures from other regions. It is extremely rare for a martial artist from a Yongtian Continent sect to be among the top twenty.

(End of this chapter)