I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 170 Sword Light Shines, Dragons Gather in Meishan Town
"Bai Xuan."

"White Moonlight!"

"I knew it! I knew it from that move just now!"

"The top of the Crouching Dragon Ranking has appeared. Does that mean the second-ranked Crouching Dragon Ranking was also mentioned? Could it be that Xi Qingqing is among them?"

I heard gasps of surprise from the crowd.

The young man from a prominent family knocked over his teacup.

The woman in purple's eyes trembled violently.

The girl in yellow slumped to the ground, her expression slightly dazed.

In just a few seconds, the small inn was engulfed in a dramatic transformation.

When Bai Xuan and his companions' identities were unclear, not a single person said anything nice. But once he drew his sword and revealed his identity, the situation instantly became one-sided.

The aloofness in the purple-clad female warrior surnamed Wu's expression completely melted away. Her arrogance was for ordinary people; before this top-ranked strategist, she had no right to be proud.

"Young Master Bai, could you please grant me a word? I can apologize on behalf of Sister Huang..."

She immediately stood up and began to say nice things, trying to steer the conversation.

"No need for apologies. Anyone who wants to take a sword for him is welcome to try." Bai Xuan emphasized humanistic concern. At this moment, anyone who wanted to be a rational observer could simply ask, "Have you eaten yet? If not, take my sword."

Wu, the heroine, immediately dared not utter another word.

She realized she had made the wrong bet. This group could really create excitement and buzz, but unfortunately, the effect was to push her and her group to the opposite side.

Her original plan was to stand up and say something nice, but now she had no chance to speak at all, and instead completely provoked the other party's disgust.

Because their excuse was based on doubting Bai Xuan's true identity, they completely kicked a hornet's nest.

His gaze turned to the woman in yellow again, now filled with reproach and disgust—he had originally had a chance to befriend her, but now he had offended her instead. What should he do?
She ignored the pleading look from the girl in yellow.

The girl in yellow could only look at the scion of the noble family: "Cousin, cousin..."

The young master from a prominent family felt a surge of unease... How could he dare to provoke this person? Not to mention that Bai Yueguang's reputation in the Southern Chu martial arts world was at its zenith, completely overshadowing Zhuque Sword, just the fact that he had the Langya Lin Clan and the Southern Chu royal family standing behind him was enough to make people tremble.

I had clearly warned this cousin before, but she was just too willful and wouldn't listen.

Now that things have gotten out of hand, what can he do?
The girl in yellow realized that she had been rejected and abandoned by everyone. She collapsed to the ground, looking utterly pathetic. Only then did she begin to consider something and start to reflect on herself—had she done something wrong?

However, it was too late to realize it.

There is simply not enough time.

The moment Bai Xuan raised his sword, everyone held their breath.

……

In another inn.

Yue Qianqi threw a large bouquet of flowers onto the table and sighed, "Brother Zhuque, you're too popular! Look at me, I just went out for a short while and I don't know how many sachets and cosmetics I have now."

Yue Qianqi was a Taoist priest from the mountains and a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect. He had been wandering the martial world for two or three years since he came down from the mountain. As one of the top ten on the Human Ranking, he was quite popular and well-known, but he had never seen such a crazy scene before.

On the other side of the table, the Vermilion Bird Sword was being used to polish the precious sword, Blazing Feather.

He was wearing a long robe, which appeared to have been altered and was not a common style available on the market.

Hearing Yue Qianqi's envious voice, Zhuquejian said helplessly, "If Brother Yue were as popular as me, I'm afraid you would get tired of it very quickly. You would be treated like a rare animal wherever you go. How would that be like a person of the martial world?"

Yue Qianqi said with a smile, "I'd like to experience it once or twice."

The Vermilion Bird Sword is renowned, powerful, and handsome, perfectly fitting many people's ideal of an idol.

Therefore, he was extremely popular in the martial arts world of Southern Chu. He had done many good deeds and had fought against many bandits and people on the black list, and was well known to the people.

Yue Qianqi watched as he wiped the Vermilion Bird Sword, and asked, "About the top-ranked swordsman on the Crouching Dragon List..."

The Vermilion Bird Sword said, "I am not as good as him. At least I do not have the courage to swing my sword at a Grandmaster on the Earth Ranking, while he not only swung his sword, but he swung it twice."

Yue Qianqi shook his head: "That's not what I meant. What I wanted to ask was..."

He lowered his voice and asked, "What party are you from?"

Vermilion Bird Sword: "?"

“I am a member of the Yunwang Party,” Yue Qianqi said. “It would be best if he didn’t go into the martial world and stayed in the imperial court. If Southern Chu had another emperor in the future, there might be a chance to counterattack Northern Zhou.”

The Vermilion Bird Sword was silent for a few seconds: "I think a swordsman like him wouldn't like women."

Yue Qianqi waved his hand: "What you're saying is really pointless. A life with only a sword would be so boring. Who doesn't yearn for true love when wandering the martial world?"

Zhuque Sword said, "The prize for this sword competition is not love."

Yue Qianqi learned the Wudang School's Two Elements Sword, so he could be considered a swordsman, though not a specialist.

He said, "I didn't have the chance to get any sword immortal remains. I just came to broaden my horizons and say hello to the nun Bai Mei."

What should I ask?

"As you know, my grandmaster is almost 100 years old," Yue Qianqi said. "He'll definitely be sending out invitations everywhere to host banquets for guests."

Zhu Quejian nodded. This had nothing to do with him. Zhu Quejian was a wandering swordsman with no sect background, so it was practically impossible to get him to come.

Yue Qianqi suddenly remembered something and said, "I wonder how many of the top-ranked members of the Crouching Dragon List have come to this Sword Debate Tournament."

The Vermilion Bird Sword was about to reply.

Suddenly sensing something, he looked out the window, pushed open the door and window, and saw a sword aura about two or three miles away, shooting straight towards the heavens.

The vast sword intent was so strong that it could be clearly sensed within a radius of ten miles.

"That is……"

While Yue Qianqi was distracted, the Vermilion Bird Sword had already flown out of the window.

He quickly followed.

……

At the foot of Meishan Mountain, a young man lying asleep under a tree, with a blade of grass in his mouth, also sensed the astonishing sword energy.

He lifted the straw hat covering his face and sighed, "That's ridiculous, we've only been here a short time..."

He patted his behind and stood up: "But I also want to see the style of the new top player."

His figure flashed and disappeared, and those around him thought they had just seen a ghost when they saw that he was gone.

...On the road, a thin man was tapping the ground with a white cane.

Then he stopped walking.

Looking in a certain direction.

He closed his eyes, then sensed something, and a glint of light burst from his cane as a sharp blade flashed past.

A falling leaf silently transforms into two leaves, almost identical except for their thickness.

"The mere sword intent is enough to ignite a bit of passion."

"As expected of the rising star of Penglai Sword Pavilion."

"I'm increasingly eager to play against you."

The blind swordsman put the sword back into his cane, and then discovered a problem.

The sword intent just now came from behind.

Have I gone in the wrong direction again?

……

On a ship.

Two siblings from Japan are sharing the same flatbread.

"Don't stare at me like that," the older brother said helplessly.

"It's all your fault for insisting on buying that hair dye and new clothes... You spent all the money, which is why Kagura can't stay in her room and has to stay in the cabin." The sister scolded, "Hayate, you must immediately repent to Kagura! Repent to the Lord of the Stream!"

"Kagura, there are reasons for all of this. Since we want to investigate him, we must first understand him."

"So you went to the teahouse to listen to storytelling because you knew him, and spent ten taels of silver on tea all afternoon? Is your stomach a water tank?! You also bought a whole bunch of things you don't need at all." Kagura angrily scolded her older brother, "And you were even tricked into joining some 'Donglin Party'!"

Jifeng scratched his cheek sheepishly: "I wasn't paying attention... After all, there aren't that many fun things to do in Japan."

"You're dead meat. The Lord of the River will definitely assign you to guard the seals on some small island in the Far East." Kagura coldly snorted mercilessly, "Kagura will never pity you!"

Gale was also dissatisfied: "You've been eating, drinking, and sleeping your way here. If the Flowing Lord punishes you, we'll all have to stay on this little island and grow old alone."

The two siblings stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Then, he simultaneously sensed a sword intent and immediately went to the deck.

"That's Meishan over there."

"Go quickly! We absolutely cannot let him leave again this time!"

As soon as Kagura finished speaking, Hayate grabbed the scarf from her collar and sped away on water.

……

Behind the White Plum Sect, in a small courtyard, in the kitchen.

The girl in blue, who was busy soaking chicken legs in brine, wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then, as if sensing something, he looked in a certain direction.

But instead of going there, he stared at the fire in the stove, carefully watching the temperature.

While passing the time, she would take out dried fruit and put it in her mouth, squatting down with her cheeks in her hands, looking adorable.

The commotion down the mountain had nothing to do with her.

They don't care, they don't pay attention.

……

Red Dust Inn.

"Concession."

Bai Xuan sheathed his sword: "One strike to end it all, settle the score."

The old samurai's weapon broke, and he was panting heavily, struggling even to stand.

He exerted all his strength just to catch Bai Xuan's sword strike, which wasn't even at full power.

The gap in strength is undeniable.

"Thank you so much..." The old warrior felt that he was spared because the other party had shown mercy.

He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

Upon seeing this, the young men from noble families hurriedly helped the old warrior up and, pulling the girl in yellow along, said, "We'll take our leave now."

He dared not stay here any longer.

They had clearly offended Bai Xuan. Even if no one came to cause them trouble, the mere spread of rumors would be enough to ruin their reputation.

Bai Xuan said that the grudges were settled, but that doesn't stop other martial arts figures from coming over and kicking them while they're down.

The woman in purple turned pale. She realized that the reputation and fame she had built up would probably vanish after today, and all her hard work would be in vain... This is the worst kind of collapse for an internet celebrity.

But at that moment, no one even noticed that these people had quietly left.

because……

Outside the inn, a dozen or so people had already quietly arrived.

The onlookers also sensed something unusual behind them and made way for the group, who arrived at the Red Dust Inn as if Moses had parted the sea.

Without exception, they were all renowned rising stars in the martial arts world, listed on the Crouching Dragon Ranking.

Although not all of the top ten are gathered here, there are a total of twelve people, all of whom are among the top thirty on the Crouching Dragon List.

Having sensed this soaring sword intent, I came here specifically to see what kind of prowess Bai Xuan, who had slain two Grandmasters in just three months, truly possessed.

……

At that time, someone picked up a pen to record the major events in the martial arts world.

Late April.

A warm and fragrant spring day.

In Meishan Town, Bai Xuan's sword strike astounded the heavens, attracting a gathering of dragons from the Crouching Dragon Ranking to witness the top spot, a truly extraordinary sight.

(End of this chapter)