The Great Martial Saint!

The Gu family's rear garden, with its palace towers and warm pavilions.

A beautiful woman sat playing the zither, her face exquisite, her skin as white as snow, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, and she wore a long, moon-white dress, like a fairy from the moon palace.

The music was melodious, like celestial music.

Old Master Lan walked out of the warm pavilion with a smile, leaving only the beautiful woman sitting alone, her brows and eyes cold, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Chen Ping'an, the valiant swordsman, broke through the barrier and achieved a feat of becoming a celestial being. As time went by, news spread from all sides, and the situation escalated.

In particular, the killing of the young master of Guyue and the act of pointing the knife at the elder of the Sword Pavilion have completely shaken all regions.

"Everyday People"

At the Prince of Bi Cang's residence, Ji Changkong was deathly pale, his face devoid of color, muttering in disbelief.

He stumbled and fell onto the jade steps, completely unaware of what was happening.

A maidservant stood beside him, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at him.

"Young Master."

"What? The Savage Blade Celestial?"

Inside the enormous study, Aoki Fusuke's pupils dilated sharply, his expression one of utter shock and disbelief.

How long has it been?

Chen Ping'an has already broken through to the Celestial Realm?
That alone would be fine, but at the very beginning of his breakthrough, having just ascended to the Celestial Realm, he, as a newly promoted individual, slayed the young master of the Ancient Moon with his sword and killed the hidden sword of the Heart-Questioning Sword Pavilion.

He wasn't very familiar with the former, as a rising star, but he knew the latter all too well, given that they were from similar eras.

Cangjian possesses astonishing combat prowess and is a highly experienced figure among the second-realm Celestials. In his prime, he was on par with Cangjian.

Although he is now half-crippled, his combat power is still beyond the reach of ordinary newly promoted Celestials.

Mang Dao has only just broken through to the next realm, yet he possesses such combat power!?

Such abilities are truly astonishing.

If things continue like this, and we wait a few more years until he reaches the second realm, wouldn't we be able to contend with him immediately?
At this moment, Aoki Fukuhiko's emotions were complex and hard to describe. He felt regret for missing the chance to befriend Aoki, and remorse for not being able to do so in time.

"Report this matter to His Highness Xuanmo immediately!"

After muttering to himself and remaining shaken for a long time, Aoki Fusuke finally forced himself to speak.

"Yes, Godfather."

Suppressing her shock, Liang Xiaoxian bowed respectfully and immediately left her godfather's study.

God knows how shocked she was when she learned that Mang Dao had broken through to the next level.

This feeling is beyond words.

Liang Xiaoxian had a graceful figure, with straight and rounded thighs. As she walked, the hem of her skirt swayed, revealing her voluptuous figure.

She hurriedly reported to Prince Xuanmo's inner courtyard, but before she even got close, she saw Prince Xuanmo's confidant also rushing out from the direction of the inner courtyard.

The other person saw her, nodded hastily, and then left on their own, seemingly busy with something.

"It seems that His Highness Xuanmo is also aware of this matter." Liang Xiaoxian's heart stirred, and she realized something.

As one of the most powerful contenders for the throne, His Highness Xuanmo's influence and intelligence network are clearly beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Clearly, besides his adoptive father, His Highness Xuanmo had other intelligence exchanges.

Despite this, Liang Xiaoxian hurriedly walked towards the main courtyard. Only when she got close did she tidy up her belongings and have someone announce her arrival.

His Highness Xuanmo knew that it was His Highness's business; those in positions of authority acted according to their own rules.

Never presume to be clever in His Highness's presence.

As the successor strongly promoted by the virtuous faction, His Highness Xuanmo is also the preferred candidate fully supported by his adoptive father.

Naturally, he was also the object of her wholehearted assistance and loyalty.

"Yi Bo!"

"Little Princess!" Ji Qingyu exclaimed in surprise. Dressed in a bright yellow dress, she exuded youthful energy and revealed her charming girlishness.

"He broke through! Even faster than you thought!"

"Yes, she has broken through." In front of the girl, an old man wearing a tall hat had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Upon first meeting Xuanling, he had already discerned that the other was no ordinary person; despite being only at the Grandmaster level, he already possessed the will of a Celestial Being. With such a foundation, if he were to hone it sufficiently, the barrier between Celestial Beings would be of no use to him.

At that time, he told the young princess that she would surely become a celestial being within ten years.

However, he was always conservative in his words and actions, and he judged in his heart that the other party was very likely to break through to the Celestial Realm within three to five years.

He thought his judgment was accurate enough, but he never expected...
In just one year, the other party had become a celestial being at the height of his power.

Having just broken through to the next realm, he accomplished such a feat, not only suppressing and killing the hidden swords of the Heart-Questioning Sword Pavilion, but also taking down the young master of the Ancient Moon Sect along with him.

Ancient Yuezhi
That's someone even the Bi Cang County Prince's Mansion wouldn't want to provoke.

Especially with the old prince seriously ill and the prince's mansion weakened, this situation became even more dire.

Even though the other party had encroached on Beishan and their previous actions had frequently shown signs of interfering in the territory of Bicang, the Bicang Prince's Mansion simply turned a blind eye to it.

The ancient Yue clan has a long history, with three celestial beings who have cultivated to a high level and dominated the four directions.

Especially that one.
He cultivated the Dark Moon Treasure Scroll, wielded the New Moon Wheel, and possessed formidable combat prowess, which even the old Prince feared greatly in the past.

It has long been known as the First Great Renovation Site of the surrounding area.

Even though the Luanming Sect has recently risen to prominence, and their number one position is in jeopardy.

But no one believed that if it were a true life-or-death battle, the one from the Luanming Sect could still achieve a draw or a stalemate.

"Congratulations, Princess, on your fruitful harvest," Yi Bo sincerely congratulated her.

Mang Dao broke through the barrier and achieved the status of a celestial being, causing his status to soar once again.

The resulting momentum and impact are clearly incomparable to anything seen before.

The princess started by obtaining promises and assurances from the other party, and now it seems that their value has increased many times over.

All investments are excellent value for money.

"Hehe." The girl's eyes crinkled, her expression bright, and she laughed out loud.

Her skirt swayed slightly, and it was clear that she was in a very good mood.

"I'll go to Lanyuan right now and tell Sister Shulan."

The girl's voice rose slightly at the end, her expression was lively, and she exuded youthful energy.

After saying that, she prepared to leave and go to Lanyuan, where Ji Shulan lived.

However, before she could even move, she heard sounds rising around her.

"Xiao Qingyu, you don't need to go, I'm already here."

As they were talking, a woman in a long, light blue dress with fair skin walked in.

"Sister Shulan." The little princess's eyes lit up, and she greeted her with a smile.

"What? Are you here to show off to me?" Ji Shulan raised an eyebrow and teased.

"What do you mean?" the little princess said sweetly.

"I just came to tell Sister Shulan some good news."

"You've put your heart into this." Ji Shulan smiled, his eyes bright and handsome.

The matter of Mang Dao breaking through the realm is of great importance, which means that the voices and foundations supporting her have been raised once again.

With factional infighting and the struggle for the throne, her chances of ultimately emerging victorious have increased.

"Xiao Qingyu, what do you say?" After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ji Shulan tentatively asked, "Is it possible to completely win him over?"

Upon hearing this, the young princess thought about it seriously for a while, and finally shook her head. "It's probably not possible."

He seemed reluctant to get involved in these matters.

"Not really willing to get involved?" Ji Shulan asked.

"Hmm." The young princess nodded. "Aside from some rumors, his life seems quite boring. He spends all his time either cultivating or cultivating. He probably has no interest in these things. I had to persuade him a lot before he agreed to speak up."

"I see." Ji Shulan nodded. "But you were just talking about rumors and gossip?"

Ji Shulan's eyes brightened, and her skin glowed with a faint pinkish-white hue.

"It doesn't seem entirely impossible."

"Wild Blade".

Inside a towering martial arts pavilion, a man wearing a hair crown and a black robe looked excited, his eyes full of interest.

A scholar in a Confucian robe stood before him, making an enthusiastic suggestion.

"Your Highness, Mang Dao is a genius, but he has only just reached the Celestial Realm and already possesses power comparable to the Second Realm."

"If Your Highness has the help of Mang Dao, what is there to worry about in achieving your great cause?"

"A martial arts master at the age of twenty-nine."

The man stared intently for a long time, his interest growing stronger.

"If that's the case, then let's do as you say, show our sincerity, and befriend Mangdao!"

"Your Highness is wise!" The scholar was overjoyed and immediately agreed: "I will immediately prepare to go to Beishan to present Your Highness with a generous gift to congratulate Mangdao on his breakthrough."

However, no sooner had the scholar finished speaking than an old man stepped forward to stop him.

"Your Highness, this is not advisable. Although Mang Dao is a prodigy, his current actions of antagonizing the Gu Yue clan and killing their young master will likely incur their wrath. If Your Highness wishes to befriend Mang Dao, you may gain his friendship, but you may also alienate the Gu Yue clan."

"Comparing the Ancient Moon and the Savage Blade, which is more important?"

The old man spoke eloquently and passionately.

"Furthermore, Ji Xuanmo and Ji Shulan previously sent people to befriend Mangdao, but to no avail. Now that Young Master Guyue is dead and the swords of Wenxin Sword Pavilion have perished, Your Highness is stepping in to befriend them at this juncture. Whether the effect will be good or not is another matter, but it will only make these two forces hostile, which is certainly not what Your Highness desires."

To gain is not guaranteed, but to lose is certain; such actions are utterly unwise.

"And what do you say?" The man glanced at the old man.

He could disregard the Sword Pavilion of Inquiry, but he had to take the attitude of the Ancient Moon Clan seriously.

The ancient Yue clan, the overlords of the ancient land, are now overseen by three supreme celestial cultivators.

If we disregard the influence of bloodline-based enfeoffment, in terms of overall prestige, perhaps only the Bicang County Prince's Mansion at its peak could surpass them.

But now, it's not as good as it used to be.

Only those of royal blood, with the prestige of being granted fiefdoms based on bloodline, could enjoy the honor of a particular place.

In terms of hard power, there is a certain gap between the two.

At this critical juncture in the fierce competition for the throne, he truly did not want to create unnecessary complications.

"Your Highness, in my humble opinion, we should set aside the matter of the barbarians for now. Let's not make friends, let's not make enemies, let's not express any opinions. Let's wait until this matter is settled before making any further plans."

While this might mean losing potential assistance, it's more secure. Furthermore, the matter His Highness entrusted to me has now yielded results. If things can be settled, then the help of this burly swordsman won't be necessary.”

Upon hearing this, the man's expression brightened with joy: "Is this really true?"

“Your Highness, the other party is willing to stand up for you and, if necessary, can even intervene to secure victory. However…” The old man hesitated slightly.

"Just what?"

"In addition to the bargaining chips that His Highness had previously promised, the other party has put forward an additional condition."

"What are the conditions?" The man frowned.

"Yes," the old man glanced at the middle-aged scholar beside him, hesitated for a moment, and then secretly transmitted a message to the man with his divine sense.

It was unclear what the old man said, but the man's brows furrowed even deeper. After a long silence, the man finally spoke in a deep voice.

"His demands are negotiable. But I must ensure that he can step in when it matters most."

"I understand."

"Make arrangements. I need to meet with..." The man paused, ultimately not revealing the name, "...as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Your Highness, I will make the arrangements immediately." The old man's face lit up with joy. He glanced at the middle-aged scholar beside him and then left.

The man watched the old man leave, paced back and forth a few steps, and then suppressed his emotions.

"Sir, I did not answer your question about this matter. Will you blame me?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged scholar bowed respectfully: "Your Highness has your reasons for acting. I trust Your Highness's choice."

"Thank you for your hard work, sir." The man comforted him with a few words: "Regarding the matter of the 'wild knife,' I will definitely try to win him over when the time is right, but for now, let's wait a little longer."

The man withdrew his gaze, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

If that person is willing to take action, then the position can be secured. Although Mang Dao is quite talented and now has a strong momentum, he is still far inferior to that person.

Furthermore, befriending the Mangdao clan carries unforeseen risks; not only is it uncertain whether they can be won over, but it could also alienate the Guyue clan.

No matter how you look at it, it's not the best choice.

If the other party is unwilling to take action and has failed to persuade them, then the brute force might be an option worth trying.

But since that person was already interested, even if the conditions were a bit excessive, ...
The man's eyes shone brightly, his conviction unwavering.

For the sake of the throne, everything can be sacrificed, and everything is worthwhile.

"Chen Ping'an, the valiant swordsman, broke through the pass and surpassed the realm, his blade suppressed the young master of the Ancient Moon, and killed the hidden swordsman of the Sword Pavilion?"

Meng Yichen, the envoy from Bi Cang, looked surprised.

Unexpectedly, he missed such an important event shortly after leaving Beishan.

Chen Ping'an is truly a prodigy!?
and also
At the previous banquet in Beishan, Gu Yueyan made a few provocative remarks, and the other party's response was not fake at all; all his words were taken seriously.

"This"

At this moment, Meng Yichen's feelings were undoubtedly extremely complicated.

The breakthrough of Mang Dao and the death of Gu Yueyan are undoubtedly major events that will shake the entire region, including the surrounding areas.

The reactions from various regions, and the retaliation from the ancient Yuezhi tribe.
As the envoy to collect folk songs in Bicang, he's probably going to be quite busy.

Within the Qingmu Sect, an elderly man stroking his beard learned from an urgent message from the sect that Mangdao had broken through to the next realm, Gu Yueyan had died, and Cangjian had perished.

The old man had white hair but a youthful face, and was dressed simply. He looked at the rolling mountains and the sect's gate, a smile appearing on his face.

"Gu Yue"
This is going to be interesting.

Luanming Sect, Golden Luan Mountain.

Accompanied by a clear and melodious cry, a dazzling stream of light suddenly burst forth from the heavens, revealing a phoenix with azure plumage, untouched by dust, its wings outstretched, in the sky.

With its long neck and elegant, almost arrogant posture, the phoenix descends in a graceful arc, its clear chirping echoing through the air.

On the back of the phoenix sat a fairy in colorful robes. The fairy was graceful and elegant, with an antique charm.

"Chen Ping'an"

The sound was clear and melodious, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, exquisitely beautiful.

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

The first cultivator of the Luanming Sect, Fairy Luanyue.

Amidst the uproar from all sides, the news of Gu Yueyan's death finally reached the ears of the Gu Yue clan, far away in the ancient lands.

In an instant, the winds of change shifted, and Gu Yue was enraged. (End of Chapter)