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

Chapter 470 Gathering
"He wants the ancient ferocious beast, the White Tiger? What arrogant ambition this boy has!"

The aged voice of the Sixth Patriarch echoed from the ancestral hall, and for a moment, the entire hall fell silent.

"Sixth Patriarch, the ancient ferocious beast White Tiger should not be able to survive in this world now, right?"

The Third Elder spoke up with a puzzled expression, breaking the tranquility inside and outside the ancestral hall.

"Of course."

The Sixth Ancestor in the ancestral hall nodded slightly and said:
"The ancient ferocious beast White Tiger died as divine punishment, leaving only its legacy. Therefore, the new master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion could not possibly have seen the real ancient ferocious beast White Tiger."

"However, this also shows that what this child wants is definitely extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, Ah Xiu, the young girl standing outside the ancestral hall, remained calm. Li Musheng was a prince of the Great Li Kingdom, of noble status, and had no shortage of gold, silver, power, or martial arts talent.

The other party is extremely interested in the ancient ferocious beast, the White Tiger, which clearly indicates that they have ulterior motives beyond ordinary people.

"Xiuer, what do you think our clan should do if we really encounter the Hidden Killing Pavilion Master at the White Emperor's Tomb?"

At this moment, the voice of the Sixth Patriarch suddenly came from the ancestral hall, asking a question to the young girl, Ah Xiu.

Upon hearing this, the young girl Ah Xiu pondered for a moment and then said:
“I personally witnessed him suppress the three Holy Lords of the Yellow Springs Department with just one move. Moreover, he deliberately sealed the martial arts cultivation of the three Holy Lords, his purpose being to make the five Holy Lords of the Yellow Springs Department unleash the true Yellow Springs Holy Technique.”

At this point, the young girl Ah Xiu stopped talking.

The Sixth Patriarch in the ancestral hall remained silent for a moment, naturally understanding the intention behind the young girl Ah Xiu's words.

"The Yellow Springs Sacred Law is the true foundation upon which the Yellow Springs Tribe ranks among the six major powers of the Western Desert. Even we old folks are unwilling to confront it easily. This kid is quite arrogant."

The Sixth Patriarch's aged voice slowly drifted out, then changed tone, addressing the Third Elder standing outside the courtyard:

"In the coming days, we must keep a close eye on the movements of the Hidden Killing Pavilion and its leader. Do not provoke them unless absolutely necessary."

At this point, the Sixth Patriarch then said to the young girl, Ah Xiu:
"As the chosen one of the clan, you have made many contributions to the clan in recent years. Now that the clan's revival plan is imminent, you will temporarily stay by my side and I will guide you in your martial arts training."

Upon hearing this, the Third Elder was taken aback, then looked at the girl Ah Xiu beside him, a hint of envy clearly showing in his eyes.

The young girl, Ah Xiu, remained calm, only respectfully bowing towards the ancestral hall before her:

"Many thanks to the Sixth Patriarch for his guidance!"

The Sixth Patriarch in the ancestral hall waved his hand, ordering the Third Elder to leave, and leaving the young girl Ah Xiu behind.

At this moment, the Sixth Patriarch in the ancestral hall spoke again:

“I will take you into the Tomb of the White Emperor, but you need to tell us in detail everything you have seen and heard about the Hidden Killing Pavilion Master these past few days.”

Upon hearing this, the young girl Ah Xiu seemed not at all surprised by the Sixth Patriarch's request, and nodded, saying:
"Although I don't know much, I hope it will be of use to the elders."

Jingjue Ancient City is one of the oldest existing cities in the Western Desert, and as the remnants of the ancient city, they naturally possess many ancient secret techniques.

The elders of the remnant clan clearly valued Li Musheng highly and planned to use the ancient secret technique of "knowing people" to analyze him and understand him!

As for the young girl Ah Xiu, she actually did not want her clan to confront Li Musheng, after all, Li Musheng had saved her life.

In addition, Li Musheng always gave her an indescribable feeling, as if he were an invincible being.

Although the young girl Ah Xiu understood that her feeling was likely due to the sheer awe she had witnessed in Li Musheng's power, deep down she still hoped that Li Musheng and the remnants of the Jingjue Ancient City could coexist peacefully and keep to themselves.

……

Just as the news of the White Tiger Temple's battle with Li Musheng, which ended with the White Tiger Temple's retreat, was spreading like wildfire in Baidi City.

News of a talent recruitment ceremony for the Jiang family's young prodigies was subsequently released, officially scheduled to be held at the Jiang family mansion the day after tomorrow, with many martial arts masters from the Western Desert invited to participate.

This news naturally became a hot topic of discussion among many people in the martial arts world.

Especially given that rumors about Li Musheng had already spread throughout Baidi City.

It should be noted that all martial arts practitioners know Li Musheng, the prince of Dali who is not yet twenty years old. At such a young age, he has taken charge of the Hidden Killing Pavilion and has previously achieved amazing feats such as destroying Fallen God Peak, defeating Killing Saint, and suppressing three Holy Lords of the Yellow Springs Department.

Now, they have taken action in Baidi City to intimidate others, causing even the White Tiger Temple to retreat.

Therefore, many martial arts practitioners in the Western Desert inevitably compared Li Musheng with the genius young man from the Jiang family, and they secretly debated who had stronger martial arts talent and who was the true martial arts genius who appeared only once in a thousand years.

However, people in the martial arts world have different opinions and there is no conclusion. However, as people from the Western Desert martial arts world, they naturally tend to favor the genius young man from the Jiang family.

……

"In terms of martial arts talent, no one knows who is stronger or weaker, but in terms of martial arts strength, even the White Tiger Temple is afraid of that great demon, so he is far superior to that Jiang family youth."

"That's not how it works. If the genius young man of the Jiang family can find a good teacher and a great opportunity, he should be able to possess martial arts strength that is no weaker than that of the great demon when he reaches that age."

“Discussing these things now will not yield any results. I am more curious to know, wouldn’t it be interesting if the genius young man from the Jiang family became the apprentice of the new leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion?”

……

In the most bustling restaurant in Baidi City, a group of martial arts practitioners were drinking and chatting.

Just then, melodious music drifted from outside the restaurant.

The sound of the zither was initially faint and barely audible, but it quickly spread to the ears of everyone in the tavern, as clear as if the musician were playing right next to them.

As the sound of the zither and lute entered the ears, the voices of the previously boisterous drinkers gradually faded until they were no longer audible.

In an instant, the entire large restaurant fell silent, with only the sound of the zither lingering in the air.

"Who is it...?"

Some martial arts masters noticed something amiss, but as soon as they spoke, their words were drowned out by the surrounding music. They opened their mouths, but no sound came out at all.

Sensing something was wrong, the patrons in the restaurant lobby all changed their expressions and stood up abruptly.

Just then, a cloud of mist and smoke suddenly rose outside the gate, instantly shrouding the entire street in front of the restaurant in a hazy mist.

At the same time, the sounds of zithers and lutes lingering in everyone's ears grew louder and clearer. Only then did the martial arts practitioners in the restaurant realize that a group of women wearing thin veils had appeared outside the restaurant at some unknown time.

The women, holding various musical instruments, were shrouded in mist, their faces half-hidden behind their zithers and lutes, their graceful figures appearing and disappearing like fairies descending to earth.

Just as everyone was engrossed in watching, a voice suddenly came from upstairs:
"Could the visitor be Fairy Baiyun of Half-Cloud City?"

(End of this chapter)