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“What you said makes a good point. This is more convenient for me and allows me to better utilize my abilities.”

"So that you won't go through all that trouble to fight me, only to come full of enthusiasm and leave disappointed."

When Jiang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but wave his hand and say something.

"Is it possible that even if you go all out, you still can't be my match?"

Seeing Hong Xixiang fall silent, he then smiled.

It seems that Hong Xixiang is not a fool; he can still see that he is not actually a match for him.

Although it is unknown why Hong Xixiang continued to fight him.

Jiang Xuan wasn't that curious, so he didn't use his telepathic abilities to observe.

Since the two of them have already agreed, there is no need for hesitation.

Hong Xixiang glanced at Wang Chonglou beside him and said, "Senior brother, you should leave."

When Wang Chonglou heard this, he was taken aback at first, and then nodded.

Although Wang Chonglou was Hong Xixiang's senior apprentice, he was actually accepting disciples on behalf of his master.

When they brought Hong Xixiang up the mountain, he was just a child. After so many years of getting along, they have long regarded each other as family.

However, in the current situation, Wang Chonglou is completely unable to help.

He lowered his eyes and was about to speak when Hong Xixiang suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go down the mountain, senior brother. I'll be down in a bit. Maybe I'll catch up with you before you even reach the foot of the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chonglou's eyes immediately reddened, but he still nodded.

Wang Chonglou turned around, said nothing, and simply waved his hand.

Wang Chonglou left only his back view before quickly disappearing from sight.

Wang Chonglou was in tears at this moment.

But he couldn't bring himself to hate Jiang Xuan at all.

Because Jiang Xuan gave them a way out, but it was Hong Xixiang who chose this path himself, a path leading to death.

This was Hong Xixiang's own choice, and he has no one to blame but himself.

But he couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face, and he kept walking down the mountain.

Looking at his fellow disciples, Jiang Xuan tapped his longsword on the ground, a look of great interest on his face, and then said.

"I'll give you one more chance. Give me an answer now, and I can leave Wudang Mountain."

"Whatever you want to do after that, as long as you don't do anything to harm the Great Chu, it's none of my business, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Xixiang clasped his hands in a gesture of gratitude to Jiang Xuan.

However, Jiang Xuan could tell that he did indeed show gratitude on his face, and that he truly felt the same way.

But his gaze remained firm and did not change because of these things.

Jiang Xuan instantly understood that Hong Xixiang would not change his mind because of some things.

This kind of personality is good; some people are destined for success if they choose the right path.

However, some people take the wrong path and are destined to die without a burial place.

It seems that Hong Xixiang is the latter.

Jiang Xuan looked at him and said, "Do I need to give you time to reach your peak condition?"

Hong Xixiang paused for a moment, then spoke.

"Half an hour."

Jiang Xuan didn't say anything, but simply nodded slightly.

Half an hour was enough time for Wang Chonglou to leave Wudang Mountain.

At this moment, Hong Xixiang closed his eyes to rest, while Jiang Xuan looked elsewhere and discovered that the entire Wudang Mountain had been cleared out in preparation for their battle.

All the disciples were sent down the mountain, and there was no disturbance within a radius of at least a hundred miles, allowing them to fight with all their might.

Pretty good.

As Jiang Xuan thought this, he glanced at the book next to the other person.

These are the books Wang Chonglou just looked at. The other party probably left in a hurry, so they left these books behind.

Jiang Xuan casually sat down not far from the other person and began to flip through the pages.

Hong Xixiang didn't even react to Jiang Xuan sitting next to him. He just quietly closed his eyes to rest, and his body didn't move at all.

Just as Hong Xixiang trusted him, he was not afraid to let him sit next to him, nor did he make any move.

It was as if he didn't even realize that Jiang Xuan would harm him at this moment.

Jiang Xuan flipped through the book in his hand, a smile appearing on his face as he read.

Indeed, many of these books offered unique insights.

Whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, they're all quite interesting, and in Jiang Xuan's view, they share many similarities.

Jiang Xuan, who had been flipping through the book in his hand, suddenly turned his head slightly, not knowing how much time had passed.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he rolled up several books beside him and traveled directly to a place a thousand meters away from Hong Xixiang.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan's hands hung naturally at his sides, and the Crimson Dragon Ancient Sword floated beside him.

The next second, Hong Xixiang's eyes snapped open.

At the same time, his gaze fell on Jiang Xuan, and a powerful aura suddenly pressed down on him.

However, for Jiang Xuan, it was like a gentle breeze, posing no threat whatsoever.

However, the next second Hong Xixiang's body floated up, and at the same time, the long sword he placed on his legs also made a buzzing sound.

Jiang Xuan could tell that the Lu Zu Ancient Sword was clearly welcoming him with excitement.

Chapter 256 The Battle Begins, Dinner Preparation

It was cheering and rejoicing, welcoming Lü Zu's return.

That was its owner, who had been silent for eight hundred years and had not been seen for a long time.

Hong Xixiang sensed the other's intentions. He reached out and gently stroked the ancient sword of Lu Zu while whispering softly.

"Old friend, it's been a long time."

As if in response, the ancient sword of Lu Zu emitted a buzzing sound.

The next second, he gently grasped the Lu Zu Ancient Sword and looked at Jiang Xuan.

Although the two people are of different heights, you can tell the difference if you look at them from a distance.

At this moment, Hong Xixiang's body had become one with the entire Wudang Mountain.

He is Wudang Mountain, and Wudang Mountain is him.

The immense pressure emanating from this famous Taoist mountain, whose existence is unknown, is not something one person can withstand.

Even Hong Xixiang merely merged into it and then borrowed its power.

However, compared to the profound significance of Hong Xixiang and Wudang Mountain, Jiang Xuan's achievements seem rather insignificant.

Because he just stood there quietly, his expression quite calm.

Although the two of them did not make any move, at that moment, the entire Wudang Mountain suddenly became unusually quiet.

It was as if all sound had stopped; the chirping of birds in the mountains, the howling of wild animals, and so on had all disappeared.

At this moment, Wang Chonglou, who was standing at the foot of the mountain, narrowed his eyes, while Wang Xiaoping and the others also stood together.

They stared at everything before them with solemn expressions, remaining silent for a long time.

He had made a move before, but Jiang Xuan wasn't this strong back then.

Of course, the same goes for Hong Xixiang.

At this moment, the level of these two people has perhaps completely surpassed that of everyone else in the world.

This is truly a gap, and a gap that is difficult to cross, a gap as wide as a chasm.

Nangong Pushe narrowed his eyes and then muttered to himself.

"I didn't expect this Hong Xixiang to be so powerful. He was actually able to unite with heaven and earth and use the immense power of Wudang Mountain to attack my husband."

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng nodded slightly in agreement: "He is indeed very strong. At least none of us can match him."

"Even if all of us attacked together, we wouldn't be a match for him."

Hearing their conversation, Pei Nanwei, standing next to Yu Youwei, asked with a concerned expression.

"Is this Hong Xixiang really that strong? Will my husband be in danger? Should we go and help him?"

Upon hearing Pei Nanwei's words, Minister Nangong and Xuanyuan Qingfeng exchanged glances.

The one speaking was Pei Nanwei, after all, she didn't know martial arts, and her concern for Jiang Xuan was genuine.

That's just her personality; she's a bit weak and submissive.

But it's precisely this personality, combined with her appearance, that makes her not annoying, but rather endearing.

Yu Youwei patted her hand and said, "Don't worry, you know how strong your husband is!"

"Number one in the world!"

Upon hearing Yu Youwei's words, Wang Chudong, Zhao Fengya, and the others all nodded vigorously in agreement.

These women represent another group: those who have complete trust in Jiang Xuan and truly believe he is invincible.

This wasn't because they knew his martial arts skills or understood Jiang Xuan's level of mastery; it was simply their perception.

100% unconditional trust!

Everything Jiang Xuan does is reasonable, correct, and destined to succeed!

At this moment, Xu Weixiong, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange expression appeared on his face.