Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapters 128, 135, 136, 137. The long sword is sharp and empty, the young master is flamboyant (Seeking monthly votes)
"Senior Li Changsheng, the Azure Wood Sword Master of the Ziyang Sect, along with Young Hero Tong Ganglie, the Iron-Backed Eagle, paid a visit to the mountain, bringing gifts of nine precious swords, ten pairs of jade discs, and a thousand taels of gold..."

From the Tianxing Temple on the mountain, a faint chant could be heard.

Lu Wubing and Ouyang Lan both paused slightly, exchanged a glance, and thought to themselves, "The Ziyang Sect is indeed wealthy and generous; their congratulatory gifts are quite substantial."

"The Bright Moon Sect's Fairy Guanghan, along with disciples such as Heroine Xuanhe and Heroine Xuanyi, paid a visit to the mountain, bringing gifts including ten bottles of Jade Ginseng Pills, a pair of Frost Marrow, ten Moon Shadow Flowers, and a hundred pieces of Cloud Patterned Silk..."

"Master Guanghan from the Bright Moon Sect is here too, along with Senior Sister Xuanyi and the others... They even brought so much cloud-patterned cotton."

Ouyang Lan was overjoyed.

This gift was also unusually important to her. Seeing Lu Wubing's half-understanding expression, she smiled and explained, "The Jade Ginseng Pill is made from a hundred-year-old ginseng. It is extremely helpful for cultivating internal energy. If the old ginseng we ate that day were made into pills, its medicinal effects would be even stronger."

The Frost Marrow and Moon Shadow Flower are treasures for calming the mind and opening the eyes; they are rare and precious items in the martial world. As for the Cloud Pattern Cotton, it was woven by the senior sisters themselves, and it is said that even the royal family of Dali cherishes it...

After all, she was a woman, and Lu Wubing felt that Senior Sister Xiaolan valued the Cloud Pattern Brocade more than cultivation pills and other such items, so he shook his head and chuckled.

All I could hear were chants of rites.

"Fu Yunfeng, the vice leader of the Changhe Gang..."

"Wu Tianzhi, the Nine-Bag Elder of the Beggars' Sect..."

"The leader of the Pai Gang, Jie Qinglong..."

"Spring Third Sister, head of the Spring Hall of the Four Seasons Hall..."

Clearly, the main force in welcoming guests was still the other well-known and mature senior brothers and sisters. Of course, the master and mistress would not be idle either.

Actually, neither I nor Senior Sister Xiaolan were included in this.

After all, Ouyang Lan is the daughter of the sect leader, with a unique status, and is also known for her innocence, playfulness, and mischief, making it really inappropriate for her to greet guests. As for herself, she has just joined the sect, and no one has even heard of her name yet. Making her greet guests might give the impression of neglecting a distinguished guest.

That's not politeness, that's a slap in the face.

"Senior sister, you decided to invite me, right?"

Lu Wubing had roughly figured out the situation.

"Yes, I'm not trying to criticize you, but Junior Brother, it's time for you to make your debut before all the heroes of the world. Don't worry about slighting others. Uncle Li has a dark look on his face; he has ulterior motives for this competition. No one who goes to greet him will get a good look, so we can only ask you to make things difficult for him."

As for Divine Sword Manor, you'll find out when you go to meet them.

Lu Wubing thought to himself, these people can indeed be considered heroes of the world, at least heroes of the South.

Based on what Senior Sister Xiaolan had said earlier and the names announced during the ceremony, he discovered that apart from one temple and one mountain which had no attendees, the other two families from the Three Divine Peaks all had people attending the ceremony. Three families from the Seven Absolutes came, four families from the Eight Gangs came, and three families from the Twelve Families also came.

In the southern martial arts world, almost all the forces that were supposed to be there have arrived.

Ouyang Lan smiled mysteriously, shading her eyes with her hand as she looked around: "Ah, Sister Xie from the Huanhua Sword Sect has arrived. I'll go greet her. You can have fun by yourself."

After taking a few steps, he stopped and instructed, "You've met Uncle Li before, so you won't mistake him. Xie Qiudi from Divine Sword Manor is also easy to recognize. He always wears white, is very arrogant, and has a maidservant holding a sword by his side. You'll know him as soon as you see him."

Seeing that Senior Sister Xiaolan was heading down the mountain like a magpie, Lu Wubing felt relieved and waited.

After Ouyang Lan greeted two groups of guests, he finally saw a group of dozens of people riding horses up the mountain. The leader was wearing silver armor, his back was straight, and his expression was stern and cold. He looked very imposing.

However, he was not the most eye-catching. Three steps behind him was a burly man who was over two meters tall and had a strong and robust build.

From a distance, Lu Wubing could see that the man's muscles looked like they were about to explode, shimmering with a golden-bronze luster, and when he smiled, he revealed a mouthful of big white teeth.

'What a fierce general! If Seventh Senior Sister stood next to him, she would surely appear petite and delicate in comparison.'

No need to ask, this person is none other than Yu Qingshan, a strong contender for the position of young leader of the Three Sects Martial Arts Tournament.

What a great name! It really does resemble a mountain.

Seeing that the group was approaching the Welcoming Immortal Pavilion, Lu Wubing went to greet them, cupped his hands in a salute, and smiled:
"This disciple greets Uncle Li. I am deeply grateful to Uncle Li for leading the troops to our rescue that day..."

"No need to thank me. I wasn't there for you that day, but to save the little princess. You don't need to remember this favor."

"Uh... well, I must thank you. This must be Senior Brother Yu. I've heard so much about you, you're truly extraordinary."

Lu Wubing greeted him very politely.

Yu Qingshan shook his head in dissatisfaction: "Uncle-Master Ouyang still has such a big air about him. My master came, and he didn't even bother to greet him. He just sent a newbie like you. Humph..."

You're tall, so you're right.

Upon hearing this, Lu Wubing guessed that this person was a fool, so he didn't bother to say anything more, and he didn't bother to greet the group of fellow disciples following behind him.

Since they didn't know each other and the other person wasn't particularly enthusiastic, instead scrutinizing them from head to toe with a critical eye.

Most likely, they are internally concocting disrespectful thoughts such as "pretty boy".

"Please, fellow disciples, come up the mountain."

Lu Wubing led the way, glanced around, and found that these people hadn't even brought any gifts. It seemed they treated the Tianxing Sect as their own home.

"Junior Brother Lu is truly a handsome man. I heard about your reputation back in the army. I also heard that Yue Lingfeng is obsessed with Junior Sister Ouyang, and he spends all his time with you. It's driving him crazy. Well done."

Seeing that Lu Wubing didn't speak, Yu Qingshan continued, "Since ancient times, mothers have loved gold and young ladies have loved beauty. With Junior Brother's looks that rival Pan An, which mother wouldn't be smitten? Yue Lingfeng's defeat was not unjust."

"Hehe...haha!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qingshan's fellow disciples behind him couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Wubing was slightly angry, but he didn't show it on his face. He just smiled and said, "That's true. When I was in Jiangzhou, I would walk down the street and young ladies from noble families would be crying and throwing handkerchiefs at me, wanting to get close to me. If I walked too slowly, I would be surrounded by women who would take advantage of me. But those women were delicate and soft, so I couldn't hit them or scold them..."

Upon seeing Yu Qingshan and the others, they listened with great interest.

Lu Wubing changed the subject: "Such troublesome things cannot be avoided even if you go to Mingyang City. You have to be careful every time you go out on the street."

Junior brother truly envies senior brother. If only you looked like him! Walking down the street, not only would women give you a wide berth, but even domestic sows would hide in a corner, too afraid to utter a sound. You wouldn't have my troubles.

"Ha... Junior brother, you're really good at joking."

Yu Qingshan's bronze face immediately turned black, and he felt so uncomfortable that he felt like he was about to vomit blood.

If Lu Wubing were lying, that would be one thing, but he was telling the truth.

The truth is the most hurtful thing ever.

You don't even know how to defend yourself.

Because when he walks down the street, he really terrifies girls; they look at him like he's a bear. This is a hidden pain in their hearts.

"Senior brother was joking first."

Lu Wubing's lips curled up slightly. What is this? He hasn't even taken over Tianxing Peak yet, and he already thinks he's the master of the mountain. Does he think he's guaranteed to win or something?
Lu Wubing glanced thoughtfully at the other man's seemingly rock-solid muscles.

"Junior brother, you are really funny. In the future, when you are on the mountain, as the young sect leader, I will protect you to prevent you from being resented by Yue Lingfeng."

Yu Qingshan's face darkened for a moment, but he quickly regained his cheerful expression, patted Lu Wubing on the shoulder, and said in a seemingly affectionate manner.

boom……

With a muffled thud, both of them jolted simultaneously.

The two stone steps on the ground cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns.

Yu Qingshan looked surprised, his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed a little puzzled.

Lu Wubing gently pushed away the hand that was patting his shoulder and shook his head, saying, "Senior Brother Yu, you should wait until you win before saying this, so that it won't be embarrassing if you lose, and you might even bite the hand that feeds you."

He turned his head and cupped his hands again, ignoring Yu Qingshan's surprised and uncertain expression, and said with a smile, "Uncle Li, please come in. Master is waiting inside. I have to greet guests, so I won't keep you company."

"Alright, nephew, go ahead and get busy."

Li Feiying turned around and, for the first time, seriously examined this young and enviable junior apprentice.

They discovered that the other person was indeed exceptionally handsome, with a calm and composed demeanor. Despite his young age, simply standing with his hands at his sides, he exuded an aura of profound authority, commanding respect and making him impossible to underestimate.

After Lu Wubing walked away, Li Feiying looked at his eldest disciple and saw that Yu Qingshan looked very serious.

"what happened?"

"This kid has extremely strong bones and muscles, and is incredibly powerful. When I struck him with my palm just now, it was as if I had struck a mountain. The shockwaves back layer by layer completely neutralized the divine power of my Tai Ri Liu Li Jin Shen body."

Yu Qingshan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He understood better than anyone just how powerful his Iron Body Tempering Technique was.

With golden skin and jade bones, and unparalleled divine power.

With a single swing of his arms, he could exert force of three or four thousand pounds.

Its skin is as hard as fine steel meteorite; ordinary swords and knives cannot even break it.

Such a physique, such strength.

I originally wanted to make this junior brother suffer a small loss and embarrass himself.

To punish the other party for speaking rudely.

The results of it?
Not only did they fail, but they also gave the other party a rude awakening.

The opponent didn't specialize in training their physical body or cultivating a golden body, yet they were not at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength. What about other aspects? I dare not even think about it.

"Master, senior brothers, have you noticed the long sword that junior brother is carrying? It looks like... it looks like..."

"It is the Vast Ocean Sword."

“I recognize this longsword. Uncle-Master Ouyang always carries it on his back. It is extremely heavy and sharp. Just the exposed piece of cold iron at the hilt is enough to send chills down your spine.”

A young man in his twenties, wearing leather armor and sporting red eyebrows, suddenly spoke.

"Senior Brother Chen must be mistaken. The [Vast Ocean Dragon-Subduing Sword] is the sect leader's sword. How could it be on him?"

The other junior brothers were also shocked.

"There is absolutely no mistake. As you all know, I specialize in the Tiger Soul Blade and am most skilled at sensing the malevolent energy of the Western White Tiger. That sword can make me feel cold just by looking at it. You can imagine what kind of quality this sword is."

Second Senior Brother Chen Qi said confidently.

Li Feiying pondered, "Xiao Qi is right. Back then, Ancestor Han Hai spent thirty years eliminating demons, striking fear into the hearts of the world. This sword has drunk too much blood and has long since developed a bit of sentience. It can suppress demonic energy without even being drawn..."

Okay, so they're treating us like demons and monsters.

The crowd looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"Go inside. Once all the guests have arrived, the competition will begin immediately. Observe the disciples of the other two lineages carefully and do not be careless, lest you disgrace the Tiger Soul lineage."

Li Feiying said coldly and stepped into the Tianxing Palace.

As a senior expert, he was naturally led to the sect leader and his wife, along with other elders of the martial arts world.

The disciples naturally went to the Seven Star Hall courtyard on one side, where they were served tea and treated with great hospitality.

The main hall of the Tianxing Sect is located in the center, surrounded by seven other halls. It occupies a vast area, with magnificent architecture and complete facilities. Apart from the slightly sparse number of disciples, there is really nothing else to say; it exudes the aura of a grand and imposing sect.

When the Tianxing Sect was at its peak, it could accommodate tens of thousands of martial artists when they gathered.

Although the Three Families Grand Competition at this time is a rare grand event in recent years, compared to that time, it is really like children's games and cannot be taken seriously.

However, for the Tianxing Sect now, this is a rare and lively occasion.

...The Divine Swordsman Xie Qiudi truly deserves his title as one of the Four Great Young Masters of the Southern Martial World.

That show-off.

Lu Wubing spotted a young man in the distance, dressed in flowing white robes, wearing a jade crown and with jade pendants hanging from his waist.

The man turned his head to look at the mountain scenery, leaning against the wooden carriage, one hand slightly raised, holding a small white jade bottle, which he was filling with wine.

Okay, he was carried up here.

Four strong men in black carried the palanquin with swift, light steps, and gently set the white-robed young man down at the Yingxian Pavilion.

Walking alongside the palanquin was a young girl in purple, her face icy, holding a magnificent longsword.

Judging from her appearance, without even asking, she is the sword attendant that Senior Sister Xiaolan mentioned.

"Is the visitor Brother Xie?"

Lu Wubing came forward and took a closer look. He found that although the white-robed young man had a grand entourage and was handsome, his demeanor was gentle and languid, and he always had a smile on his lips. He immediately felt quite good about him.

Although the other party had a purple azalea hairpin on one side of their jade crown, which was rather comical, he pretended not to see it.

Because I read in ancient books in my previous life that many young men in the Song Dynasty wore flowers in their hair. It's very likely that the same custom exists here, and making fun of it would be impolite.

"Brother Lu, please don't stand on ceremony. There's really no need to come down the mountain to greet me. I'm just here to show my support and personally forge a precious sword to present to you. My apologies."

As he spoke, he ran to the purple-clad maid beside him, whispered in her ear, and after a while, the purple-clad maid reluctantly handed him a long sword with a jade-green scabbard.

So she was holding two swords.

The scabbard was adorned with red, green, and blue gemstones, a dazzling array of colors. Such a flamboyant sword must belong to Xie Qiudi himself.

The longsword Xie Qiudi brought as a gift was simple, elegant, and beautiful. When Lu Wubing drew the sword, he saw that the blade was like a mirror, thin and sharp.

Reflected between the brows, the face was covered in ice and snow.

It feels so light in my hand, it's like I'm not holding it at all.

"Women's..."

Lu Wubing was slightly taken aback.

Understood.

"Senior Sister Xiaolan, over here!"

Ouyang Lan, her face flushed from running, was even more beautiful than the flowers. Hearing the call, she leaped over and laughed, "Little Lu, can't handle this, can you? I've heard that the Divine Sword Prince is unruly. Did he invite you to visit a brothel?"

"That's not true."

Lu Wubing chuckled to himself, thinking that Xie Qiudi had this hobby, which was quite famous.

No, this is infamous.

"Here, I think this sword would be perfect for you, Senior Sister."

Lu Wubing casually handed over the sword.

"Junior brother, did you give this to me? If you gave it to me, I'll take it."

Ouyang Lan twisted her toes and twirled the hem of her clothes, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Uh, yes... it's a gift from me. It's a longsword personally crafted by the young master of Shenjian Manor. It's quite a rare present."

Lu Wubing readily agreed, but then noticed the awkward expression on Xie Qiudi's face. He thought to himself, "Brother, it's not that I don't appreciate your kindness, it's just that the sword you gave me was unwanted, so only the one I gave you is acceptable."

"Actually, swords don't discriminate between men and women. This is a good sword, an exceptionally good one."

Xie Qiudi quickly tried to save face.

It means this sword isn't for your senior sister, it's for you. Don't misunderstand.

"Haha, I didn't say it wasn't a good sword, but I already have a personal sword and don't need it, so it's perfect to give it to my senior sister."

Lu Wubing patted the [Hanhai Sword] on his shoulder with a hint of pride, thinking to himself, "This is a divine sword that your ancestor spent his whole life forging. Do you dare to say anything bad about it?"
"This is... the Vast Ocean Dragon-Subduing Sword? May I take a look?"

Xie Qiudi looked up and her pupils dilated violently, then dilated again.

He has recognized it.

The volume rose eight degrees.

"It's impossible."

Lu Wubing untied his longsword and handed it over, sheath still attached.

Then, Young Master Xie devoutly drew his sword, examining it with a fervent expression, his eyes already brimming with tears.

"Exquisite craftsmanship, divine skill, I am no match for it. Compared to this sword, the [Deep Valley Orchid] that I forged seems to be of second-rate quality."

"Is it called 'Deep Valley Orchid'? You still say it's not a women's sword? It's been specifically named."

Lu Wubing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't get a word out. He looked up and saw that the little purple-clad sword attendant next to him was also looking at his young master with disdain.

Then I understood.

This guy is a repeat offender; to put it bluntly, he's a seasoned simp.

Licking one makes you a dog, licking ten makes you a wolf, and licking hundreds or thousands makes you a wolf among wolves.

"Senior Sister Xiaolan, have you seen Uncle Guanghan and the others? And the guests from the Huanhua Sect too..."

There is more than one path to Tianxing Peak.

Lu Wubing had just noticed that Ouyang Lan went to the northern mountain path, and the Huanhua Sword Sect was located to the north, so she must have come from that direction.

"Senior Aunt Guanghan and Senior Sister Xuanyi have arrived, as well as Sister Xiao from the Huanhua Sword Sect. Her lightness skill is truly amazing; it's as if her feet don't touch the ground."

"The Moon Fairy has arrived too?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Qiudi didn't even bother to look at the Han Hai Sword anymore. He hurriedly ran forward, completely ruining the arrogant young master's demeanor.

"We've arrived. Let's go up the mountain. If we wait any longer, it will probably delay the sword fight."

Ouyang Lan must have heard of Xie Qiudi's reputation. She took two steps away with a look of disdain, tugged at Lu Wubing's sleeve, and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, you gave me such a beautiful sword, so I have to give you something in return."

"Then what will you give me?"

Lu Wubing asked with a smile.

Since it's rare for Senior Sister Xiaolan to be happy, I should join in the fun.

“I saw that showy young master had flowers in his hair. If others have them, you should have them too. Besides, you are much better looking than him. Wearing a red flower would be more in line with the saying ‘A gentleman as beautiful as jade, unparalleled in the world,’ and it would also bring good luck.”

As she spoke, Ouyang Lan flipped her hand, revealing a fiery red azalea. She shyly tiptoed, wanting to place it on Lu Wubing's head.

"A flower on your head?"

Lu Wubing felt a chill run down his spine.

His looks are a gift from his parents, nothing he can do about it. He's handsome, not exactly effeminate, but passable.

However, if one wears flowers in their hair, it confirms their title of "Empress".

Regardless of the prevailing social trends, having lived two lives, I truly cannot overcome this hurdle.

She wanted to refuse and throw it away, but seeing Ouyang Lan's eager and ingratiating eyes, she couldn't bear it. She could only gently take the red flower, hang it on her left chest, and said seriously, "You've worn it in the wrong place, Senior Sister Lan. The flowers you picked yourself should be cherished. Otherwise, wouldn't it be an insult to your kindness?"

"Really? Yes, it looks good when worn on the chest."

Ouyang Lan's pouting lips widened into a wide grin as she said, "Junior Brother, let's go."

After saying that, he grabbed Lu Wubing's clothes and ran up the mountain like lightning.

"Hey, I'm a guest. I just gave you a sword."

Xie Qiudi was disheveled in the wind.

Standing there, looking completely lost.

"Come on, young master, please be more careful. You've made me lose face completely."

The girl in purple, clutching her longsword, snorted irritably, swung her ponytail, and stormed off, ignoring her young master.

"Wait, Ziyi, follow me. Give me some face, I'll make you some sweet soup when we get back."

……

Before they even returned to the Seven Star Hall, they heard a loud rumble and a commotion ahead.

Some people were yelling, and some were cursing.

Lu Wubing's heart tightened, and he accelerated forward.

Although I know that my master, mistress, and all the seniors are in the Heavenly Star Palace, nothing should happen.

However, there's no guarantee that some fool might cause trouble.

If the disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect don't handle this properly, they'll lose face in the Southern martial arts world.

The two moved extremely fast and almost collided with a small figure.

Lu Wubing stepped aside, grabbed the short girl, and asked, "Junior Sister Su, where are you going? What happened inside?"

"Wow……"

Before Xiao Su Mei could even speak, she burst into tears, crying, "Brother Wu Bing, hurry, hurry and save Seventh Senior Sister! She's been injured and is in great danger!"

Someone actually made a move at the Seven Star Hall?

Are you kidding me?

Did they eat bear's heart or leopard's gall?
If it were any of his fellow disciples, such as his sixth senior brother, who got into a fight with someone, Lu Wubing wouldn't find it strange.

However, the seventh senior sister was different.

Despite her tall stature, she is gentle and kind by nature...

Forget about losing her temper; if you bully her, she'll just hit you without saying a word, and even if she feels wronged, she'll only silently shed tears.

Who would bear to hurt someone like that?
Without asking any further questions, Lu Wubing and Ouyang Lan rushed into the left-hand door of the Seven Star Hall.

The first thing I saw was my seventh senior sister lying on the ground, blood spilling from her mouth, her face ashen, unable to move...

There was a wound on her wrist that severed the tendons and half of her wrist bone, a truly shocking sight.

Beside her, a black-furred kitten with white paws was limping and meowing pitifully.

Judging from the way the cat walks, you can tell that its hind leg is broken.

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