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

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Li Musheng glanced at the copper ring around the black cat's neck, but did not refuse the black cat's request. He reached out and grabbed at it with one hand.

The next moment, the man and the cat disappeared into the carriage.

So fast……

In the black cat's vision, everything around it blurred in an instant, as if thousands of images were flashing past its eyes in a flash.

But it couldn't see any of the images clearly at all; everything was blurry and fleeting.

It wasn't until the big black cat felt the surrounding scenery become clear that it realized it had actually arrived at the summit of Luoyangbi Mountain.

In an instant, the big black cat collapsed to the ground, its bright green eyes wide open, looking completely dazed.

This was the first time it had personally experienced Li Musheng's speed, a feeling it had never experienced before, which left it somewhat incredulous for a moment.

Such terrifying speed...it's just...so thrilling!
Meanwhile, the monk Shenshu, who was playing chess with the Taoist priest in green robes, suddenly seemed to sense something and looked up in the direction of the Falling Sun Wall.

But from afar, a young figure appeared on the mountaintop. So abruptly and silently, the surrounding crowd was so large that almost no one noticed him in time.

At this moment, the Taoist priest in the green robe, who was pondering the chess game, noticed the monk Shenshu's unusual behavior. He immediately followed the monk's gaze, then frowned slightly and said:
"As expected of someone capable of destroying Fallen God Peak, he is truly not to be underestimated."

Upon hearing this, the monk Shenshu gazed at the figure atop the mountain and said:
"I'm afraid he's not only not to be underestimated, but the eighth prince of Dali is probably at the pinnacle of lightness skill. I didn't even notice his arrival just now."

The Taoist priest in the green robe withdrew his gaze, glanced at the monk Shenshu opposite him, and then his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

At this moment, the young Taoist boy in blue robes beside the green-robed Taoist, having overheard their conversation, shaded his eyes with his hand and looked towards the summit of Luoyangbi Mountain, asking:

"Master, you always say that my martial arts talent is unparalleled, the only one you have ever seen in your life. I wonder, between me and that Eighth Prince, who has the greater talent?"

Upon hearing this, both the Taoist priest in the green robe and the monk Shenshu opposite him turned to look at him. The Taoist priest in the green robe sighed and said:
"You can't compare."

Upon hearing this, the blue-robed Taoist boy withdrew his gaze, his expression suspicious, and said:

"Is it because I'm too young and he's older than me that we can't be compared?"

The Taoist priest in the green robe shook his head, his gaze remaining fixed on the chessboard, and said:
"What I mean by incomparable is that the Eighth Prince's martial arts talent is truly rare throughout history. If you can achieve one or two tenths of his level of success when you reach his age, you will be considered a martial arts genius that only comes around once every few centuries."

The blue-robed Taoist boy's face froze for a moment, then he said somewhat angrily:
"I don't believe it. Even the most talented martial arts geniuses, who come along only once in a century, are not as good as him. Master, you are boosting the morale of others while diminishing the prestige of your own disciple."

Upon hearing this, the monk Shenshu opposite looked at the young Taoist boy with a kind gaze and said:
“Young friend, what your master said is indeed true. The Eighth Prince of Dali is a rare talent in the world, and he is not someone that ordinary people can compare to.”

As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject and said:
"However, if you join my Buddhist sect and learn the profound Buddhist teachings that truly suit your understanding, your future achievements will surely be greater than if you followed your master."

Upon hearing this, the green-robed Taoist raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, saying:
"Alright, stop trying to seduce my disciple. I haven't lost yet."

……

At the same time, some of the onlookers at the foot of Luoyangbi Cliff finally began to spot Li Musheng on the mountaintop.

"That must be His Highness the Eighth Prince. When did he arrive? I've had people guarding all four sides of Luoyang Wall, but I haven't seen him at all."

The head of a prominent family in the capital exclaimed in surprise, and many high-ranking officials and nobles around him immediately echoed his sentiments.

Li Musheng appeared out of nowhere without a sound, which truly disappointed everyone who had been waiting for a long time to see the famous Eighth Prince Li Musheng.

The distance from the mountain peak to the foot of the cliff is at least a hundred feet, making it impossible for them to meet each other at close range.

Amidst the bustling, chattering crowd, the Dugu family occupied one of the few best spots.

However, they were clearly out of place with the people around them, appearing very quiet and remaining silent.

This time, Dugu Changkong, the head of the Dugu family, came in person, accompanied by several elders of the family and many of the younger generation.

In particular, some of the young sword geniuses of the Dugu family, after hearing about Dugu Yan and others' affairs with the Huo family, were all young and arrogant, and harbored a deep resentment.

They all wanted to come here to see for themselves whether the legendary Eighth Prince was truly as worthy of the rumors. Why should the entire Dugu family have to swallow their pride and behave themselves with their tails between their legs?

At this moment, Dugu Changkong stared solemnly at the young figure on the mountain peak.

He was so close to Luoyang Wall, yet like everyone else, he never realized how the other party had reached the summit in such a short time.

"Chang Kong, our decision was wise. This boy is truly not to be underestimated!"

An elder sitting next to Dugu Changkong spoke, squinting as he gazed into the distance:
"The sudden appearance of this prince who had been living among the common people, with his powerful martial arts skills and unbridled behavior, has disrupted the plans and schemes of countless people in the capital."

"Is such a person a blessing or a curse for the entire Dali?"

Dugu Changkong remained silent with a gloomy expression. The stronger Li Musheng became, the more remote his chances of avenging his youngest son became.

"No matter what, he's still too young. I heard that the Hidden Killer Pavilion's Killing Saint will personally take action this time. I want to see how many rounds of attacks he can withstand."

Dugu Changkong snorted coldly and then fell silent.

Among the young members of the Dugu family, a girl in a white dress, like everyone else, gazed at the summit of Luoyangbi Mountain.

She had personally seen Li Musheng and witnessed his terrifying methods.

At this moment, she kept hearing the arrogant and disdainful words of the younger generation of the Dugu family around her, and she suddenly felt that they were so ignorant.

……

As time passed, the area around Luoyangbi, which was already packed with people, became almost completely filled with them.

Among the ordinary martial arts practitioners, Huanhu and others from the Hidden Kill Pavilion were disguised and blended into the crowd.

"What incredible lightness skill! It's invisible, silent, and stealthy, seemingly even surpassing the stealth assassination techniques in the pavilion!"

One of the Black and White Rakshasa, disguised as an ordinary swordsman, exclaimed in surprise, while the ghost dwarf beside him, who had used a secret technique to increase his height, shook his head and said:

"None of us saw how he arrived, only you did? If you didn't see what kind of light-footed skill he used, don't spout nonsense here." Saying this, he then looked obsequiously at a masked woman in a black dress beside him and said:
"Your insight is keen; you must have already seen through the Eighth Prince's actions. What are your thoughts on this man, Your Excellency?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in the black dress beneath the mask glanced at him and said calmly:
"I didn't see it."

Upon hearing this, the person who had spoken earlier among the Black and White Rakshasa sneered at the Ghost Dwarf. However, at this moment, Huanhu spoke up:

"After all, he is the one who could destroy Fallen God Peak, so it's not surprising that he has such methods. Our most important purpose for this trip is to witness the power of Killing Saint and Pavilion Master."

Upon hearing this, the other member of the Black and White Rakshasa pondered for a moment, then looked at Huanhu and asked:
"After this showdown, will the new leader of the pavilion be determined?"

Huanhu gazed at the summit of Luoyangbi Mountain, shook his head, and said:

"That depends on the Eighth Prince's performance. However, even if he fails to stop this assassination attempt, the position of the new leader of the Hidden Assassins Pavilion will most likely still fall to him."

Upon hearing this, the ghost dwarfs around him all fell silent. Clearly, they understood that the Hidden Killing Pavilion would never let go of a martial arts prodigy like Li Musheng, especially since he was so young and even had the potential to become a Martial God in the future!
"There's one more thing. Have you noticed any unusual activity from the Soul Chasing Hall these past few days?"

At this moment, Huanhu suddenly became serious and asked the assassins of the Hidden Kill Pavilion.

As two rival assassin organizations within the Great Li Kingdom, the Soul Chasing Hall and the Hidden Killing Pavilion are facing a critical decision regarding the new leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime event for the Hidden Killing Pavilion, so the Soul Chasing Hall would likely find it difficult to remain indifferent. Moreover, the new leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion is very likely to be Li Musheng, the eighth prince of the Great Li Dynasty, making it even less likely that the Soul Chasing Hall would be able to sit still.

"We investigated this matter before we came, and the Soul Chasing Hall doesn't seem to be making any moves."

The dwarf pondered for a moment before replying, but then he shook his head:
"However, it's hard to say. If the Soul Chasing Hall intends to take action, it will definitely send out experts at the level of Killing Saint. It's normal that we can't find out the situation."

Upon hearing this, Huanhu frowned slightly, glanced at Lianxing who was wearing a mask, and the other party shook her head and said:

"We shouldn't concern ourselves with things that aren't our business."

As she spoke, she looked up at the summit of Luoyangbi Mountain, ignoring the conversation of the people around her.

……

After Li Musheng silently arrived at the summit of Luoyangbi Mountain, the crowd at the foot of the cliff, while greatly surprised, began to stare almost motionless at the summit.

Now everyone is too busy to be distracted. If they miss Li Musheng's appearance as before, and miss Li Musheng's duel with the top assassins of the Hidden Kill Pavilion again, they will regret it to the point of breaking their thighs.

At this moment, Li Musheng had already sat down on a rock on the mountaintop, occasionally glancing around to see if the assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion had arrived.

Meanwhile, the big black cat, which had already regained its composure, became even more unrestrained, striding confidently along its four legs around the edge of the Luoyangbi Mountain peak, trying to make itself as visible as possible to the dense crowd below.

The big black cat was naturally not going to let such a good opportunity slip by.

From this day forward, it will make its existence known to the whole world.

And indeed, many noble families, martial arts practitioners, and ordinary people watching the spectacle at the foot of Luoyang Wall were all attracted by the figure of the big black cat.

Firstly, the large black cat is much larger than ordinary cats, making it quite rare.

Another, more important reason is that it was with Li Musheng at that time, and they arrived at the summit at the same time.

Obviously, everyone believed that the cat was Li Musheng's pet, and that it must be extremely important to Li Musheng.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought it with him to such an important event as the showdown with the Hidden Killers.

"His Highness the Eighth Prince actually keeps a big black cat. I must buy one when I get back."

A young man in the crowd spoke with burning enthusiasm.

Li Musheng, the eighth prince of Dali, single-handedly led the Tianjin Guard to destroy Luoshen Peak, becoming famous throughout the world. In fact, many people in the capital regarded him as an idol.

Upon seeing that Li Musheng had adopted such a cat, many people were immediately tempted to follow suit.

Even some young scions of noble families in the capital were having second thoughts.

Even a martial arts prodigy like Li Musheng keeps a big cat; perhaps this is some secret behind his extraordinary martial arts skills at such a young age.

Even if there's nothing secret, having a black cat like the Eighth Prince's is still a very classy thing.

Meanwhile, the big black cat was unaware of what the group of people below were thinking. It was overjoyed and smug as it felt everyone's gaze upon it!
As the old saying goes, choice is always more important than effort!

If it hadn't resolutely chosen to cling to Li Musheng when it was in Shengzhou, and hadn't been so loyal to the eighth prince of Dali that it couldn't be driven away even if it was driven away, how could it have become the focus of everyone's attention today?

How can its reputation be spread far and wide?

When he travels the martial world in the future, no matter how big or small the power is, as long as he sees this big black cat, he will have to give it some face!
All of this is an achievement it chose to attain, and a reputation it deserves!

Thinking of this, the big black cat raised its head and puffed out its chest, like a majestic general looking down at the crowd below, its green eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Alright, stop wandering around there, you're making me dizzy."

Li Musheng waved his hand, stopping the big black cat that was circling the edge of the cliff.

Upon hearing this, the big black cat immediately stopped, still wanting more, and then came to Li Musheng's side with a fawning expression.

At this moment, the big black cat appeared extremely obedient and docile, as if it had suddenly become a different cat compared to its previous majestic appearance.

At this moment, Li Musheng shook his head, glanced at the air in front of him, and said:
"The assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion have arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air above the Falling Sun Wall, which had been calm, suddenly rippled, and then the area within several feet around the mountain peak instantly darkened.

At the same time, the huge crowd gathered below the Sunset Wall, which had been bustling with noise and discussion, suddenly froze, and all the sounds stopped and disappeared in the same instant!

(End of this chapter)