After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 453 Invitation

At the same time, Rakshasa Saint Lord and Blood Spring Saint Lord, lying on the back of a camel, felt the familiar and powerful martial aura of Ghost Prison Saint Lord in the sky above, and dared not speak out in anger.

Of course, the two were also filled with regret at this moment, regretting why they hadn't mentioned restoring their martial arts cultivation to Li Musheng first, which allowed Ghost Prison Saint to get there first, leaving them only to continue to be cowards.

Some martial arts masters who had been secretly observing Li Musheng, the future leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion, completely gave up their plans after witnessing the powerful strength displayed by the Ghost Prison Saint.

Even if they were indeed highly skilled in martial arts, they knew they couldn't defeat the Ghost Prison Saint Lord in front of them, let alone Li Musheng, who could suppress three Saint Lords by himself!
In a room upstairs in the restaurant, Yi Yangzi, who had also witnessed the battle between the two masters, Heavenly Ghost Prison Saint and Hundred Swords Sorrow, withdrew his gaze and coldly smiled at the Undying Scholar beside him, saying:
"You previously said that someone might try to test this boy, but now it seems that possibility is almost nonexistent."

Upon hearing this, the gloomy and lifeless scholar remained silent, his gaze fixed on Li Musheng, who was passing by on the street below.

After Li Musheng and his group, along with the assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion, had gone far away, the Undying Scholar spoke with burning eyes:

"This young man possesses such vibrant youthful energy. The rumors are true; this prince of Dali is definitely no more than twenty years old. Such a prodigy truly inspires envy and jealousy!"

At some point, the mountain herder also came to the window, gazing at Li Musheng's retreating figure in the distance, his expression inscrutable.

"Such a martial arts genius is definitely no weaker than that Jiang family youth. It's just a pity that he has grown up now and he probably won't even take us old guys seriously."

Upon hearing this, Yi Yangzi glanced at the two of them, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He always felt that the two people who came to Baidi City to take the young man from the Jiang family as their disciple were probably not just doing so for the sake of taking him as a disciple, but had other plans for that genius young man.

"Since there's no excitement to see here, let's not stay any longer."

At this moment, the immortal scholar withdrew his gaze and bowed slightly to Yi Yangzi.

Immediately, he and the mountain cultivator exchanged a glance, and then, in a flash, the two of them disappeared from the room.

Seeing this, the several middle-aged men who had been cautious throughout breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly surrounded Yi Yangzi, saying:

"Grandmaster Uncle, even these two who haven't shown their faces in the martial world for many years have come. There are probably quite a few experts attending the White Emperor City Income Conference this time. Are you confident about your trip?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Yangzi picked up the wine jar in his hand, took a swig of wine, snorted coldly, and said:
“Accepting disciples isn’t just about martial arts strength. The young man from the Jiang family will find out in time that I am the most suitable master for him.”

After saying that, Yi Yangzi ignored the others and started drinking by himself.

……

Meanwhile, the Ghost Prison Saint Lord and Hundred Swords Sorrow were still locked in a fierce battle above White Emperor City. However, their strengths seemed to be evenly matched, and neither could gain the upper hand, making it difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

"Ghost Prison, your ghostly techniques are too troublesome. I can't kill you no matter how hard I try. I don't have time to waste with you!"

At this moment, Bai Jianchou said in a gloomy voice, and with a single sword strike, he shattered the layers of ghostly mist that enveloped him.

Instantly, his figure transformed into a streak of blazing blue sword light, disappearing into the sky without a moment's hesitation.

Seeing this, the Ghost Prison Saint Lord was instantly enraged. Having been mocked for nothing, how could he swallow this insult? Without hesitation, he gave chase. After the two left, the terrifying spectacle in the sky caused by their battle gradually dissipated, and the sky above the entire area returned to normal. Only the clouds above had been dispersed, revealing a clear, azure sky!
Li Musheng and his group walked along the long street and continued towards the central area of ​​Baidi City.

As an assassin organization, Hidden Kill Pavilion does not have a fixed base on the surface, only offices that accept assassin missions.

Even the entire Western Desert martial arts world only knows that the headquarters of the Hidden Killing Pavilion is in Baidi City, but no one knows where its core territory is.

However, just as Li Musheng and his group were passing through a relatively quiet market town without any obstacles, they were suddenly stopped by an old man.

"May I ask if you are His Highness the Eighth Prince from the Great Li?"

The old man, dressed in thin cloth and with half-white hair, stood in the middle of the path that Li Musheng and the others had to take. He slightly bowed and asked Li Musheng, who was sitting on a camel.

Upon seeing this, the young girl Ah Xiu and the Fifth Elder all showed strange expressions, and then they all looked up and down at the old man in plain clothes in front of them.

It should be understood that, whether it was the escort from the assassins of the Hidden Kill Pavilion or the attack by the Ghost Prison Saint Lord just now, any martial arts expert with a little self-awareness would probably not dare to attack Li Musheng again.

Of course, there are exceptions, unless someone is confident enough in their own abilities!

"Could this person be some peerless master?"

The young girl, Ah Xiu, frowned, seemingly trying to identify the old man in plain clothes.

At this moment, Li Musheng merely glanced at the old man in plain clothes, yet saw right through him, and asked:

"What do you want from me?"

Upon hearing this, the old man in plain clothes seemed to have no intention of making a move. He then took out an invitation from his sleeve and presented it to Li Musheng, saying:

"My master heard that Your Highness has come to Baidi City, so he specially sent this old servant here to deliver an invitation to Your Highness, inviting you to attend my young master's apprenticeship ceremony."

The old man in plain clothes' words were clearly unexpected by the young girl Ah Xiu and the others. They had thought he was a master who had come to cause trouble, but they did not expect him to be there to deliver an invitation to Li Musheng.

"Are you from the Jiang family of Baidi City?"

The young girl, Ah Xiu, looked at the old man in plain clothes with a puzzled expression and asked, before she could finish speaking, the Hidden Killer Pavilion assassin, Huan Hu, had already silently arrived in front of Li Musheng and reported:

“Your Highness, this man is undoubtedly the old servant of the Jiang family, and also a confidant of the Jiang family head.”

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng raised an eyebrow slightly, and seeing that Li Musheng did not seem to intend to accept the invitation, the old man in plain clothes quickly interjected:
"Your Highness, please rest assured. This invitation was written by my master and given to me personally. My master has long heard of Your Highness's many amazing deeds that have made you famous throughout the world, and he admires Your Highness, such a peerless figure in the martial arts world, very much."

"My master has always lamented that he has never had the chance to meet His Highness in person. Upon hearing of His Highness's arrival, he immediately sent this old servant to earnestly request His Highness to attend my young master's apprenticeship ceremony. If His Highness agrees, the entire Jiang family will be greatly honored!"

After saying this, the old man in plain clothes bowed again and held the invitation high with both hands.

(End of this chapter)