After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

How tall is Chapter 209?

The little girl in pink, holding a steamed bun in her left hand and braised beef in her right, realized what was happening and stood still, shouting:
"Why?"

Li Musheng pointed to the large horse he had brought and said:
“My horse is worth more money than your mule. You’ve taken advantage of me and you still have so much to say. You’re so young and don’t know how to be grateful.”

After saying that, Li Musheng ignored the furious little girl on the ground, took the map from his horse, and mounted the mule.

"Grandpa, look at him!"

The little girl looked angrily at the old man in hemp clothing next to her. The two exchanged a barely perceptible glance, and then the old man in hemp clothing narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Musheng.

At this moment, Li Musheng glanced down at the map in his hand. The densely packed routes and markings on it made him frown.

He pondered for a moment, then looked at the scarred man and the others kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear, and said:

“Aren’t you going to deliver a birthday gift to that Seven Saints Peak Master? I happen to have something to do there too, so you can show me the way.”

Upon hearing this, the scarred man raised his head, his face pale, and glanced tremblingly at Li Musheng in front of him, then glanced at Hu Ruian not far away.

He had personally witnessed Hu Ruian casually killing the people of Luoshen Peak, and he was well aware of the terrifying strength of Hu Ruian's martial arts.

Although Li Musheng was young, his status seemed higher than Hu Ruian's. While his strength might not be as great as Hu Ruian's, he dared not underestimate him. So he quickly said in a trembling voice:

"As long as you spare our lives, we will obey your orders."

Having said that, he staggered to his feet. Although his legs were still trembling, he tried his best to suppress his fear and shouted in a deep voice at the disciples on the ground:
"What are you standing there for? Get up and get going!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples subconsciously glanced at the corpses of Luo Shenfeng and the others, and their faces turned pale with fear.

However, the crowd dared not dawdle and gradually got up from the ground, coming to the carriage like walking corpses.

Not daring to say another word, he spurred his horses over the roadblock ahead and continued along the main road.

The scarred man glanced back at Li Musheng, who was sitting on the back of a mule, and immediately mounted his horse and followed his disciples.

Li Musheng nodded in satisfaction, then patted the neck of the mule beneath him, and it slowly strode forward.

Upon seeing this, the old man in hemp clothing suddenly turned to look at Hu Ruian and said:

"Are you truly comfortable with your young master traveling alone?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Ruian glanced at the other person but offered no explanation.

Seeing this, the old man in hemp clothing's cloudy eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he picked up the little girl in pink and placed her on the large horse beside him, and continued to lead the horse along the road.

Hu Ruian and Wu Shang watched Li Musheng's figure gradually disappear into the distance. Inside the carriage, Murong Xiaoya and Shen Anran lifted the curtain and also silently watched Li Musheng leave.

"You can rest assured that with His Highness's strength, even if he can't defeat those old fogies at Fallen God Peak, he should be able to escape unscathed."

Hu Ruian withdrew his gaze and spoke slowly.

Wu Shang and the others exchanged glances and remained silent.

……

Next, Hu Ruian and his group waited in place for half a day, eliminating several groups of Luoshen Peak troops who came to provide support, and finally waited for the Tianjin Guard experts sent by Fu Qiwen.

"Where is the Eighth Prince?" The visitor did not see Li Musheng, and then asked Hu Ruian with a solemn expression.

However, Hu Ruian did not reveal Li Musheng's whereabouts, but only said:
"I will report this matter to the Commander personally. The most urgent task now is to reunite with the Tianjin Guard. I also have a fragmented defense map of Luoshen Peak, which may be of some use."

Upon hearing this, the experts from Tianjin Guard frowned, but they didn't press for answers. They then led Hu Ruian and the others to the Tianjin Guard's encampment.

After leaving the capital, Fu Qiwen, the commander of the Tianjin Guard, traveled by water to Lanzhou. During this time, he also visited several retired experts of the Tianjin Guard of Dali.

These people were his superiors before, and when he was in the capital, he personally wrote to these senior members of the Tianjin Guard requesting them to come out of seclusion.

In order to eradicate Luoshen Peak, he had exhausted all his resources and sought help from all sides to assist the Tianjin Guard, except for most of the imperial court's forces which could not be mobilized.

For example, he has already secretly ordered the mobilization of some reliable martial arts sects that are affiliated with the Tianjin Guard.

He even tried to win over those martial arts sects that had grudges against Luoshen Peak, but most of these sects chose to protect themselves.

Moreover, they simply did not believe that the Great Li Tianjin Guard could deal with Luoshen Peak, one of the four major sects of the Great Li Jianghu. They believed that the task of annihilating Luoshen Peak was bound to fail and did not want to die in vain. Therefore, only a very small number of people agreed to take action.

"Foolish! How can we let His Highness run rampant?"

After hearing from Hu Ruian about Li Musheng's whereabouts, Fu Qiwen's deeply wrinkled forehead furrowed, clearly showing some anger.

Hu Ruian looked up and saw that Fu Qiwen, whose eyebrows and hair were originally half white, had completely turned white in just a few days since leaving the capital.

At this moment, the other person looked at least ten years older than when they parted.

Seeing this, Hu Ruian sighed inwardly and said:

"My lord, you are unaware of the truth. His Highness is not as weak as we previously thought."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qiwen glanced at Hu Ruian, a strange look flashing across his face.

He knew perfectly well that his right-hand man wouldn't make baseless accusations against him.

Fu Qiwen suppressed his anger for the time being and said in a deep voice:

"Then tell me, what abilities does the Eighth Prince possess that allow him to single-handedly storm Fallen God Peak?"

Hu Ruian bowed and stood with his hands clasped in front of him. He glanced at Fu Qiwen before him, remained silent for a moment, and then said:

"Actually... Your Highness's martial arts cultivation is extremely high."

Fu Qiwen frowned, his gaze fixed on Hu Ruian, his eyes unconsciously narrowing slightly:

"The Eighth Prince's martial arts cultivation is extremely high? How high? I didn't see it."

Hu Ruian pondered for a moment, then said quite seriously:
"According to His Highness, it should be about ten stories high."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qiwen paused slightly in surprise.

However, before he could speak, Hu Ruian suddenly looked up at him and then added:
"I believe that Your Highness's strength is at least equal to, if not greater than, that of you, sir."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qiwen's words caught in his throat, and he stared at Hu Ruian in astonishment.

(End of this chapter)