Ordinary People: Starting with the Chen Clan

"Is this even wine? It's a complete waste of ingredients."

Seeing the cannibalistic looks in the eyes of the people around him, the tall, thin man reluctantly tossed the wine jug aside.

"There are seven flying swords in this sword box. Bai Wujiu was able to control five flying swords during the Qi Refining stage, which makes him an unparalleled genius in the Bai family."

The five flying swords that have appeared now are Nether Spring, Bloodstain, Golden Palace, Flying Rainbow, and Eight Faces.

While the tall, thin man was showing off, the five flying swords on the field had already begun to attack Chen Xuanzhou.

As a result, Chen Xuanzhou lost his initial composure, and layers of earthen walls appeared around him, completely enveloping him.

The outermost Prison-Suppressing Monument was not idle either; instead of defending, it launched a counterattack, coordinating with the Eight Spider Spears to encircle and block the enemy.

The eight spider spears were like eight flying swords, surrounding and intercepting Bai Wujiu. Even when facing his top-grade flying swords, they were not afraid at all, not for any other reason than that the eight spider spears were now as if they were cast in gold.

Several flying swords struck it, but the golden light only dimmed slightly. As Chen Xuanzhou continued to cast spells below, the golden light immediately returned.

On several occasions, Bai Wujiu would unleash his fury, wielding two or three flying swords to attack one of the spider spears simultaneously, causing its outer golden armor talismans to be completely depleted.

But what he was usually met with was a brick that sent all the flying swords flying, and then Chen Xuanzhou would calmly stick on a few more talismans, and the battle would continue.

Although his cultivation level was two levels higher than Chen Xuanzhou's, even with the assistance of the sword box, the energy consumption of controlling five flying swords was far greater than that of his opponent.

At this moment, he no longer cared about maintaining the demeanor of a master swordsman. He landed in the arena and put away the flying sword beneath his feet.

"Oh dear, even our peerless white-robed swordsman has to descend to the mortal realm!"

Her body wasn't visible, but her mocking words echoed throughout the terrace.

Bai Wujiu didn't waste any words with Chen Xuanzhou. He directly controlled the three flying swords, splitting them into sword shadows that slashed at Chen Xuanzhou's tortoise shell from all directions.

Layers of mud and rock were being peeled away one by one.

Meanwhile, the Prison Suppression Stele controlled by Chen Xuanzhou was held back by a golden giant sword. Although it was constantly pushed back by the Prison Suppression Stele, it at least blocked it for a few breaths, allowing it to dodge at will.

As for the Eight Spider Spears, a high-level magical artifact, it was more than capable of self-defense but powerless to attack.

Even when Chen Xuanzhou activated the lightning talisman on it, it was blocked by the sword shield formed by the opponent's last flying sword.

But the earthen wall on the other side was gradually becoming thinner.

Especially the handleless flying sword, which was like an eel, treating the earthen wall like a mud pit. In just a few breaths, it could drill a hole, and then the other two flying swords would seamlessly connect and instantly disintegrate the earthen wall.

"If this is all you've got, I think you might as well surrender now!"

Bai Wujiu looked at the rubble on the ground, a confident look on his face, though the veins on the back of his hand holding the sword box bulged slightly.

"My white-robed swordsman, have you ever witnessed the wrath of heaven?!"

A calm voice came from behind the thin layer of earthen wall.

Bai Wujiu felt a sudden panic, and then he felt the sky darken. Instinctively, he looked up and saw that a dark cloud had appeared in the sky.

And it slowly pressed down, covering the entire mountaintop beneath it.

This was followed by a series of low rumbles of thunder.

It may seem like a long time has passed, but in reality, the change only happened in the instant it looked up.

Bai Wujiu disregarded everything else, and the eight flying swords that were originally entangled with the Eight Spider Lances also slashed towards Chen Xuanzhou's last layer of earthen wall.

No matter what tricks Chen Xuanzhou has up his sleeve, as long as he gets rid of him, he will be the victor.

With the indomitable spirit of a sword cultivator, the three nearest flying swords instantly struck the last stone wall. It was as sturdy as expected, but it only held for three breaths before being pierced through by the three flying swords.

As the stone wall crumbled, Chen Xuanzhou, who was still sitting cross-legged and forming hand seals, was revealed. The two men locked eyes in mid-air, and the joy on Bai Wujiu's face turned into determination!

With a hissing sound, Bai Wujiu's heart skipped a beat. A cultivator who often killed people could immediately tell that something was wrong, and he naturally knew even better.

"This move is called Eight Thunderbolts. You're the first person to see it; you should feel fortunate!"

A cold, clear voice appeared in his ear, and then he lost all five senses.

Those around him only saw Chen Xuanzhou darting about, one piece here and another there, as the three flying swords passed each other.

When most people thought the outcome was already decided, a rogue cultivator skilled at touching corpses discovered that there wasn't a single drop of blood flowing from these body parts, and immediately knew there was still a twist.

Sure enough, just as everyone relaxed their guard, eight spider spears flashed with dazzling lightning in mid-air, echoing the thunderclouds in the sky.

Then, after several loud bangs that were indistinguishable, everyone was blinded by the dazzling lightning.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a humanoid black figure standing there, blending into the black sword box beside him.

"Oops, this is my first time using it in actual combat, I'm a bit reckless!"

Chen Xuanzhou had appeared beside him at some point, carefully taking the sword box and also putting the storage bag from his waist into his sleeve.

"Isn't this just reckless? That storage bag didn't even tear a corner. Could you control it to this extent without doing it at least ten times?"

Those below were utterly speechless.

Those who had been eliminated by Chen Xuanzhou felt an unprecedented sense of relief upon seeing this scene. They were thankful that they were weak and not wealthy enough, otherwise...

After packing up his things, Chen Xuanzhou stepped down from the stage and quietly waited for the next round of the competition.

. . .

On a flying boat more than ten feet long, an unkempt old man sat at the bow, with two female cultivators dressed in the robes of the Hidden Moon Sect serving him on either side.

They kept serving him drinks and various dishes.

"Hey, young man from the Chen family, come and sit with this old man here for a while."

Those around Chen Xuanzhou immediately cast envious glances at him. Even those who were unconvinced dared not show it on their faces.

Putting aside the experts of the Hidden Moon Sect, Chen Xuanzhou alone is someone they cannot handle.

Chen Xuanzhou walked calmly to the other person's side and bowed.

"What are your orders, senior?"

"Judging from your calm demeanor, it seems you are aware of my identity."

"I dare not. I only wish to join the Hidden Moon Sect, so I asked my family to inquire about the deeds of some masters in the Hidden Moon Sect, which is why I have this guess."

"Oh, then guess why I summoned you here."

"Your senior may be interested in my magical talent."

Upon hearing Chen Xuanzhou's words, a glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes: "A clever lad!"

"Tell me, why didn't you choose to join Yellow Maple Valley? With your talent, joining Yellow Maple Valley should have been a piece of cake, and Foundation Establishment shouldn't have been too difficult for you."

"Because I do not wish to spend my entire life seeking the Dao; I have only just begun the foundation of cultivation!"

When he spoke the last few words, Chen Xuanzhou's tone was more resolute than ever before.