Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 695: Seemingly Invisible Competition

At the beginning of the Si hour, the rising sun passed over the eastern sky and was moving towards noon.

At the foot of Zhelong Mountain, the banner team was already crowded together, and on Zhelong Mountain—

Perhaps it should not be called Zhelong Mountain. It would be more accurate to say that within the Zhelong Mountain, various hills are filled with many cultivators gathered in groups of three or five.

In the Nine Provinces, most of the top masters have come to Zhelong Mountain!
The atmosphere inside and outside this seemingly ruined mountain range gradually changed from the initial loose and noisy atmosphere to a somewhat quiet and tense one.

It all started when a martial arts master on a certain mountain suddenly said in a loud voice, "It's already 9 o'clock. Let me count. Hey, everyone has arrived. Where's that person? When will that person arrive?"

Yes, when City God Wu first sent a message to the world, he only said that on the fourth day of July, Song Zhao would meet with the world's top masters at Zhelong Mountain, but he did not specify a specific time for the meeting!
However, out of respect for Song Zhao, anyone in the world who considered themselves qualified to attend the meeting would come to Zhelong Mountain early on the fourth day of July.

No one will procrastinate. No matter how late it is, Si time is the limit.

It's past the hour of Si, and those who haven't arrived yet... Oh, it's not just Song Ciwan who hasn't arrived yet. Besides her, there are several other prominent figures who obviously haven't arrived yet -

At the foot of Zhelong Mountain, Wu Chenghuang also came to the banner team of Xuanxinmen, and he was specially called forward by Fairy Biyun.

Zhou Wuxiao smiled and asked politely, "City God Wu, you are the one who sent the message. You must be closer to Fairy Song than we are. City God Wu, do you know when Fairy Song will come?"

Wu Xuanchu replied with a smile: "Since the fairy said that she would come to Zhelong Mountain on the fourth day of July, she must come. Is Sect Leader Zhou getting impatient?"

Zhou Wuxiao complained: "How is that possible? It is our honor to wait for Fairy Song, so how can we be impatient? Brother Wu, we have known each other for a long time and are now old friends. Please don't accuse an old friend of yours."

Wu Xuanchu: ...

The first day we met face to face, you said you were an old friend?

But after all, you shouldn't hit a smiling person. Who asked this old guy Zhou Wuxiao to smile so kindly and pleasantly at this moment?

He really shouldn't be called Zhou Wuxiao, he should change his name to Zhou Duoxiao!

Zhou Wuxiao even stood next to Wu Xuanchu on purpose, pretending to lower his voice as he spoke: "Brother Wu, it is our honor to wait for Fairy Song. No matter how long we have to wait, I will only be happy and not impatient. I am just worried about certain people!"

Wu Xuanchu raised his eyebrows and turned to look over.

Zhou Wuxiao hurriedly explained, "It seems that there are only a few princes who have not yet arrived at Zhelong Mountain. You are from the court, so tell me, do you have any favorites in your heart? Well, it doesn't matter whether you are fond of any one or not."

He shook his head and sighed, "The important thing is, if these people don't come, if Fairy Song comes first, won't that mean she will have to wait for them? Who is Fairy Song? The princes actually asked her to wait. There is no such thing in the world!"

Yes, except for Song Ciwan who has not arrived yet, several living and influential princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty have not yet arrived at Zhelong Mountain!

Although some of these princes have not yet reached the celestial level and may not be qualified to participate in the Zhelong Mountain event, the so-called qualifications for the Zhelong Mountain event do not actually have particularly clear standards.

Zhelong Mountain is an ownerless land. There are no checkpoints and no gardens built here. Since the last war, Zhelong Mountain has become a dilapidated mountain. Anyone who wants to come can come here.

If those princes were interested, they should come now! They shouldn't not come!

Besides, among all the princes, the second prince has the cultivation level of a celestial being. In terms of cultivation alone, he has also met the standards of the Zhelong Mountain event.

Although the Fourth Prince did not have the cultivation of a celestial being, he followed Confucianism and his cultivation had reached the Haoran realm.

With the blessing of the royal seal, the fourth prince also has the combat power of a great scholar, no different from a celestial being. The fifth prince may be slightly weaker, but he has many martial arts masters under his command, so if he wants to come, he can follow the masters.

As for the Sixth Prince Bu Tianzhi, he is the seventh genius on the list of geniuses, and behind him is the new great scholar Su Baiyi who has expressed his clear support. Similarly, if he wants to come, he can come.

There is no need to say more about the other princes. In short, there are thousands of reasons for them to come.

However, none of them came!

What do these people think?

Could it be that they really thought that their seizure of the throne was just theirs?

Nothing to do with the world's masters?
Or maybe they thought that Song Zhao could not influence the decision of the next Emperor of Man?

Zhou Wuxiao asked Wu Xuanchu questions, seemingly worrying about certain people, but in fact he was hinting at the problem, trying to test Song Zhao's attitude through Wu Xuanchu's words.

At the same time, everyone on Zhelong Mountain couldn't help but listen attentively to Wu Xuanchu's answer.

Although Zhou and Wu seemed to be talking in low voices, there was no one weak among the people present. As long as everyone wanted to listen, every word they said could be heard clearly.

Unless they deliberately spread the word to cover it up.

But at this moment, aren't the two of them covering up?
That means putting it out in the open and allowing everyone to hear it!
Wu Xuanchu had been in the officialdom for many years and was a very capable person. Naturally, he understood the implication of Zhou Wuxiao's words as soon as he heard it.

At that moment, Wu Xuanchu burst into laughter.

"Brother Zhou, you still don't understand. You don't understand Fairy Song's style. If you understand, you shouldn't ask like this."

Zhou Wuxiao was stunned and asked, "What style?"

Wu Xuanchu raised his hand and touched the few remaining strands of his beard, but smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Wuxiao sighed softly in his heart, and suddenly a myriad of thoughts surged in his mind...

At this moment, a scroll covered with ink-colored words suddenly appeared in the distant sky, like a document from heaven, flying with the wind.

On top of the scripture, stood a thin and gaunt figure.

The man was thin and emaciated, giving people a sickly feeling. A gray-white silk belt was tied loosely around his waist, and the belt could not even outline his thin waist.

People who watched him from afar couldn't help but worry that he would bend down and go west and leave this world in the next moment.

In Zhelong Mountain, several surprised voices suddenly rang out: "Su Baiyi, Su Baiyi is here!"

Just now, Zhou Wuxiao was still saying that the princes would not come, and the next moment, Su Baiyi came!

But only Su Baiyi came, not the Sixth Prince or the other princes.

Su Baiyi came very quickly. The scripture flew across the sky, and the next moment it was rolled up by the wind, instantly shrinking into a handheld scroll and falling into Su Baiyi's hands.

Su Baiyi himself landed at the foot of Zhelong Mountain, in front of the banner team of Xuanxin Sect!
(End of this chapter)