The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Wushuang City is the second largest power in the world today.

Strictly speaking, Wushuang City is not just a city, but represents a force centered around "Wushuang City". Just like the leader of an alliance and its franchise stores, these forces of all sizes follow the lead of Wushuang City.

Wushuang City also provides protection for these forces, and this model has enabled Wushuang City's forces to spread throughout the country and dominate their respective regions.

Against this backdrop, Wushuang City was able to contend with the Tianxia Society. These two were the two major powers in the Central Plains of China. Xiong Ba was highly skilled in martial arts, while Wushuang City had the Sword Saint in charge. Xiong Ba dared not invade, much less make any rash moves.

In this delicate balance, the two major powers divided the world in two, each ruling their own territory and restraining each other. They did not directly fight and kill each other. Apart from them, other factions either submitted or secluded themselves in seclusion, making it difficult for them to contend with the world.

The source of all these consequences can be traced back to the Sword Sect. The duel between Wuming and Pojun attracted many martial arts sect leaders, and as a result, they were all frozen and died under Jian Hui's Heaven-Returning Ice Technique.

Just when each faction had finally recovered some strength, the emergence of the Nameless One brought the entire martial arts world to an end.

In times without heroes, even scoundrels can rise to fame; this is the best description of the current state of the martial arts world.

On this day, two figures, one tall and one short, arrived in Wushuang City.

The city gate was guarded by disciples of Wushuang City, and there was a constant stream of carriages and merchant caravans passing by, creating a lively and prosperous scene.

Su Ming led Nie Feng into the city. Everywhere they looked, the common people and laborers were mostly sallow-faced with hunger, their expressions blank and empty, like soulless puppets.

Vendors hawked their wares, and crowds thronged the streets; the scene was bustling and lively, but it didn't belong to the ordinary people.

Loud laughter and boisterous drinking games could be heard from the tall buildings on both sides of the street. As Su Ming walked by, he saw someone upstairs open a window and scatter handfuls of copper coins.

The copper coins fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Pedestrians on the surrounding streets were stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up with joy, and they rushed over to bend down and pick up the coins.

In the blink of an eye, it attracted many pedestrians, who jostled and pushed each other, even getting into a fight.

The people upstairs burst into laughter upon seeing this and threw money around even more enthusiastically.

After a while, he got bored and stopped. The pedestrians below gradually dispersed, and the street returned to its previous peaceful and tranquil state.

Su Ming shook his head and sighed inwardly. From Leshan to Wushuang City, the journey would pass through not only Wushuang City's sphere of influence but also Xiong Ba's sphere of influence.

In these two places, they saw completely different scenes. It was true that Xiong Ba was ambitious, but he basically made all the decisions in the World Society, so the members were disciplined and could be kept in check.

The World Society either recruits or destroys martial arts sects; there is no other way. However, they are more tolerant of ordinary people and exploit them less.

However, the forces in Wushuang City are deeply entrenched and complex. They use Wushuang City's name to bully the local people without having to bear any pressure, and they shift all the blame onto Wushuang City. In Wushuang City, the common people are not necessarily living a good life.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his gaze passing through the crowd and the space, arriving at the city gate. There he "saw" a sword, an unparalleled divine sword.

The Sword Saint has returned.

……

"My lord, is this the Peerless City?"

After stepping through the city gate, Miyamoto Yukure observed her surroundings and asked softly.

However, Dugu Jiansheng's expression was very unpleasant. Over the years, he had been devoted to the way of the sword and single-mindedly pursued the sword, neglecting Wushuang City. When Dugu Yifang disappeared, he left behind a fake substitute.

It was because of this fake Dugu Yifang that Wushuang City did not descend into chaos. However, he had no interest in power, and the Dugu family had dwindled in number. This fake Dugu Yifang held the position of city lord steadily and, over the years, has become the real one.

However, a fake is still a fake. He lacked the real Dugu Yifang's confidence and was even more ruthless. When the real Dugu Yifang was the city lord, he was known for his cruelty and ruthless methods. He was demanding of his subordinates, severely punishing them for the slightest dissatisfaction, which earned him the deep respect and awe of the city's inhabitants. More seriously, he was inherently suspicious, finding it difficult to fully trust those around him, including his own children, constantly wary of potential betrayal.

This fake one was even worse, with more ruthless and cruel methods. After he took control of Wushuang City, the lives of the people of Wushuang City and other martial arts sects in Wushuang City became worse and worse.

However, because there was a renowned sword saint above him, he was able to sit securely in the position of city lord without being overthrown.

Now, the Sword Saint has rediscovered his emotions and mastered the Twenty-Three Swords of Love and Compassion. He also cares more about Wushuang City. Of course, he knows that Dugu Yifang is a fake, but at that time he had no intention of caring.

Now that he's back, he doesn't intend to let this fake substitute take charge of Wushuang City.

……

"Lord City Lord, someone outside the manor requests an audience."

In the city lord's mansion, Dugu Yifang was practicing his sword when a subordinate came to report to him.

Behind him, his subordinates trembled with fear, not daring to utter a sound. Dugu Yifang wore loose-fitting clothes, and the long sword in his hand gleamed coldly, its sharpness radiating outwards, with a faint sound of swords chiming.

After a while, he finished a set of sword techniques, sheathed his sword, turned around, and revealed his serious face. "Who wants to see me?"

"They were a couple, but they didn't give their names. They just presented a token." As he spoke, his subordinate presented a jade pendant.

Dugu Yifang glanced at it casually, then his gaze suddenly sharpened. He snatched the jade pendant and examined it closely, his eyes flickering. "Why would he come here?"

He then looked at his subordinates and said coldly, "You bastards, why didn't you say so earlier!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a hand slammed down, and the corpse slumped limply to the ground.

Only after killing the person did his expression improve slightly. He then forced a smile and hurried outside.

In the hall, Dugu Jiansheng stood with his hands behind his back, with the beautiful Miyamoto Yukiryu beside him.

The belated footsteps sounded, and upon seeing the figure in the hall, Dugu Yifang's heart skipped a beat. His smile widened, and he walked forward affectionately, "Big brother, you're back!"

However, he was met with an angry face. The Sword Saint looked at him coldly and said, "You are just a substitute who has usurped a high position. I thought you would do your job well and protect Wushuang City. I never expected that the foundation of Wushuang City would be so ruined in your hands!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Yi's expression stiffened, and he forced a smile, saying, "Brother, what are you saying? I don't understand."

"Don't you understand?" The Sword Saint smiled contemptuously, his white beard trembling. "You crippled yourself and gave up your position as city lord. For the sake of your face, I'll spare your life."

"What did you say?" Dugu Yi's expression turned ferocious. "You want me to give up the position of city lord? Impossible! I will not give up this position. I am the city lord of Wushuang City!"

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that the person in front of him was the world-renowned Sword Saint.

"Whether you move or not is not up to you!"

The Sword Saint didn't stare at him or make any move, yet a sword aura suddenly appeared and pierced towards Dugu Yifang. With just one strike, Dugu Yifang's dantian was shattered, and his martial arts were completely destroyed.

Subsequently, the Sword Saint summoned everyone in Wushuang City and announced the abolition of Dugu Yifang's position as city lord, and that he would regain control of Wushuang City.

The news caused an uproar throughout Wushuang City. From the major families to the common people, everyone cheered and shouted. No one was unwilling, simply because the position of Wushuang City Lord was originally given up by Dugu Jian himself back then, and now it was just returning to its rightful owner.

Having experienced Dugu Yifang's brutal rule, no one wanted to return to that kind of life, not even his closest confidants. (End of Chapter)