Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 63 Xiao Cheng
Nestled atop the snow-capped peak, the entire Snow Swallow Gate remained as quiet as ever.

The falling snow seemed to drown out all the noise.

In the guest room of Tiger Crane Sword Pavilion, Xu Shangxin slept alone in the greenhouse on one side of the main house, while Pei Xia lay on the other side.

He couldn't sleep. Although Xueyan Sect had a lot of people, even with the town at the foot of the mountain, it wasn't enough for Pei Xia to completely offset the effects of the Calamity Pig. He could only close his eyes slightly and try to rest.

Lu Li, a tiny creature, was curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly. Occasionally, she would nuzzle Pei Xia's arm sweetly.

In the adjacent side room, the young镖头's snoring did not seem any quieter despite having slept for a while during the day.

Amidst the snoring, one could faintly hear a smacking sound.

It must be Xu Zhuofeng smoking.

He didn't sleep either.

The clear, melodious ringing of bells continued until dawn, echoing through the garden outside the guesthouse, seemingly urging the guests to get up.

Xueyan Sect prepared breakfast and hot water for the birthday guests, as well as a gold-embossed invitation with the sect's name written on the wooden plaque in the guest room.

Pei Xia washed her face, picked up a dumpling from the food box, and with her other hand picked up the invitation and looked it over: "Pei Guanhai... I didn't tell the Xueyan Sect my name yesterday, did I?"

Xu Shangxin had just washed up and was tying her hair up: "Yesterday, I mentioned it to the people of the Zuo Shan Sect, the head of the He Men."

Pei Xia raised one eyebrow: "They even went to inform the main family about something so small?"

After tossing the invitation on the stone table in the courtyard, Feng Xi, who had been peering at it for a while, asked expectantly, "Are we going too? It's that competition."

Pei Xia thought for a moment and said, "Go ahead."

Regardless of what's going on inside the Snow Swallow Sect, at least they haven't been impolite from beginning to end, so it's not right to refuse the face they deserve.

Furthermore, the young man from the mountain gate didn't accept the birthday gift yesterday. We need to find a suitable occasion to give it away, otherwise we'd be getting a free meal at the inn, wouldn't we?
What? You're saying that the Fangcun Pill was made by Xu Zhuofeng?

The Snow Swallow Sect doesn't know!
Moreover, Xu Shangxin is new to martial arts and just practiced the Tiger Crane Dual Form yesterday. Pei Xia also wants to strike while the iron is hot and let her observe a real fight between young cultivators, which would be a good opportunity.

As for a future sparring match, that's unnecessary.

If the eldest brother goes, it's a waste of time; if Pei Xia goes, it's too much of a bully.

"What about Lao Xu? Are you going?" Pei Xia asked.

Xu Zhuofeng nodded: "Let me change my clothes."

Yesterday's events were all conducted in private. Today, he's going to the sect's testing ground, where many elders of the Snow Swallow Sect will be attending. He still needs to conceal his face.

Pei Xia and Xu Shangxin are also necessary. As for Li Zi, forget it; she's a chubby little baby, and no one would recognize her even if she were drawn on a wanted poster.

Today's timing wasn't as good as yesterday's. There was no movement from either the Zuoshan Sect's or Changhemen's courtyards, so they must have already set off early.

Disciples of the Snow Swallow Sect guided them along the way. The road wasn't far, and as voices began to emerge from ahead, a large martial arts arena came into view.

This place is probably used by the disciples of the Snow Swallow Sect for their daily competitions. There are also many viewing platforms around it, and at this moment, flags are erected, each bearing the name of a different sect.

Besides the vassals of Xueyanmen such as Zuoshan Sect, Changhemen, Jingbang, and Shimingfu, there are also many other Jianghu friends.

Local sects like the Elephant Knife School in Sheng County and the Ape Fist Valley in Shuxi County are also quite famous.

Pei Xia had originally thought that a guest like him would be seated in a mixed "other" section.

After looking around, I actually spotted a "Tiger Crane Sword Pavilion" flag in a corner.

The flag looks brand new; it must have been specially made yesterday.

So you see, major sects have their flaws, but when it comes to matters of propriety, they are truly meticulous.

So the group of five, including three masked men and the dog, sauntered over to their seats at the Tiger Crane Sword Pavilion.

Because they were in a corner and there were few people around, the other factions didn't pay them any attention. Only the Zuo Shan faction, located diagonally opposite, seemed to be paying extra attention to them, perhaps because they had witnessed Xu Zhuofeng's methods the day before.

As soon as Pei Xia sat down, she saw Sun Tingfeng waving and smiling at them.

"what?"

Pei Xia glanced back at the Zuo Shan Sect, her eyes scanning the area twice.

Something is wrong.

Before he could think it through, a deafening gong sounded on the wide and towering main platform of the Snow Swallow Gate, followed by the long blasts of two rows of horns.

The sound of the horn was powerful and resonant, comparable to a military parade. If this were to happen elsewhere, no one would believe it was just a sect elder celebrating a birthday.

Amidst the majestic sound of horns, two figures in white robes leaped down from the snow-capped peak of the main hall.

The two men, one wielding a knife and the other a sword, lightly touched the rooftops with their toes, yet left no trace on the snow. A surge of spiritual energy entered their bodies, and they leaped forty feet, almost flying, gracefully landing on either side of the arena, eliciting a chorus of gasps from the various sects in the stands.

"They are the Snow Peak Duo!"

"These two are actually leading the charge this year!"

Xu Shangxin, sitting in the stands, watched the man leap for forty zhang (approximately 33 meters) and her eyes lit up: "That's amazing!"

Pei Xia nodded: "With one breath entering the body and the power transforming into a long-lasting force, this skill of 'walking on snow without leaving a trace' is considered top-notch even among those in the Opening Mansion Realm."

Xu Zhuofeng, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but glance at Pei Xia again.

He discovered that although this kid's cultivation level was only at the Zhen Gang stage, his insight was truly ruthless.

He said softly, "Xu Mou with Snow Blade and Xu Chuan with Ice Sword, these two are cultivation talents that I have always had high hopes for. They have a source of energy within the Kaifu territory, and their long-lasting strength is not a big deal. The main thing is their swordsmanship and saber techniques. They have good talent."

Pei Xia clicked his tongue and nodded. Although he had traveled the martial world for ten years and had seen his fair share of lunatics in Weishan, his judgment was still very sound: "This can be considered the best of the younger generation of the Snow Swallow Sect, right?"

She's not young anymore; she's at least ten years older than Pei Xia.

However, in a horizontal comparison, Sun Tingfeng of the Zuoshan Sect is also in his early thirties, which is considered part of the younger generation, while he is only at the level of refining cauldrons.

Since returning to Xueyan Sect, Old Xu's eyes showed a rare hint of satisfaction, but he said with a touch of arrogance, "It's so-so."

Feng Xi, sitting in the back, was dumbfounded.

No, it's not me, it's someone else, the Snow Peak Duo.

Do you even know what the Snow Peak Duo is?
Why are you now making comments?

Even if we take a step back and say that Young Master Pei only said a few words, he is, after all, someone sent by the main gate of Beishi City.

You, Old Xu, are just a lackey, aren't you? How dare you speak so arrogantly? Even I, the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of Chang Le Escort Agency, wouldn't dare to speak like that when I'm disguised as a lackey!

With snow blades and ice swords, the two stood at opposite corners of the arena, each holding their own weapon, their expressions indifferent yet exuding a certain arrogance.

Then came a burst of drumbeats like a torrential downpour, and an elderly man dressed in a dark blue burial robe slowly walked out from the railing of the main building.

Upon seeing this person appear, all the sect cultivators who had come to offer their birthday wishes stood up to pay their respects.

Pei Xia didn't want to be a loner, so she shuffled to her feet.

He kept muttering, "That's...that thing?"

"Ah."

Xu Zhuofeng nodded: "Xiao Cheng."

Feng Xi's face fell, and he did his best to put on an extremely disgusted expression as he looked at Xu Zhuofeng.

Xiao Cheng is here!
(End of this chapter)