In the evening, following the habits she had developed over the past few days, Chu Ming arrived at the gates of the Formless Divine Mountain.
She found that the place was already packed with people.
The dense crowds were everywhere, shoulder to shoulder, their sleeves forming a canopy, almost blocking the entire mountain path below.
The sound of their discussions was boiling over, like a pot brought to a boil.
The liveliness here even surpassed yesterday by a margin.
Chu Ming had no choice but to let Chu Shan and Chu Shi set up a square table with a large umbrella atop a distant cliff.
This spot was quite far from the mountain gate, about one li away, and because of the obstruction of the crowd, the view was not very good.
Yet, Chu Ming was very pleased.
Listening to the Jianghu travellers’ discussions nearby, her mood felt sweet like eating honey.
"He hasn’t appeared yet, looks like today is another wasted wait. It’s annoying, can’t even find a place to stay on the mountain now."
"Damn, I traveled thousands of miles for nothing. This Infinite Blade Lord, isn’t he a coward?"
"That can’t be true. He is said to be in seclusion and will erge in a few days. Besides, it took great determination and resilience to rescue the Wood Sword Immortal in the past."
"Not necessarily, he’s probably just afraid of losing, hindered by his own reputation, can’t afford to lose. I’ve seen so renowned Jianghu heroes who can fight without regard for life or death, but when it cos to their reputation, they are cautious and fearful, cherishing their feathers."
"I think this person is overrated. The Ti Secret Realm and the Wood Sword Immortal incident were blown out of proportion, but what really happened remains unknown to outsiders."
"Ridiculous! If he didn’t have top-notch talent, why would Li Changsheng storm the Imperial Palace and argue with the emperor on his behalf?"
"Well, he wasn’t doing it for him alone. It was because the Daning court has been suppressing the Formless Divine Sect recently."
The words of these Jianghu travellers were like a sweet, cool wind passing through Chu Ming’s heart.
This was precisely why she would intentionally take ti to co here to drink tea after her daily hard cultivation recently.
Sitting here for an hour every day made her feel at ease for the entire day.
Chu Ming thought to herself, Chu Xisheng, oh Chu Xisheng, your ti has co?
She actually had experienced Chu Xisheng’s current predicant before.
After becoming famous, there was a ti when Chu Ming was very cautious about any challenges from others, always weighing the pros and cons.
Now it was Chu Xisheng’s turn.
Chu Ming thought Chu Xisheng wouldn’t dare to rashly accept the challenge.
That guy’s bloodline talent is very strong, comparable to the Dominating Martial King. But his cultivation is too low, with too little accumulation, compared to the ’Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch’ Shui Ruge, he is still far behind.
If he really dared to accept, he would only make a fool of himself and beco a laughingstock.
What Heavenly Monarch of the peak, the 14th on the Qingyun General List, he dares to rank himself there?
At this mont, Chu Ming’s eyes also revealed a sense of bewildernt: "Still haven’t found out? What exactly is Chu Xisheng doing in the Sky Wave Residence?"
"I don’t know!"
Chu Shan bowed slightly: "Miss, the Sky Wave Residence is heavily guarded, and Chu Xisheng’s three dao servants, along with that Liu Ruoxi, are utterly loyal to Chu Xisheng. Besides, there is the Blood Pine Divine Tree nearby, capable of sensing all malice directed at Chu Xisheng. Common Earthly List Martial Cultivators can’t get close. We are powerless in this matter."
He actually wanted to say, don’t waste your effort, everything should be done within one’s limits.
Chu Ming imdiately scoffed.
She took a light sip of tea, her gaze deep as the sea: "Then let the court figure it out. The Formless Divine Sect is being sneaky, the Sky Wave Residence is fishy, sothing must be happening inside."
At the sa ti, in a nearby teahouse box, Hu Kan stared at a yellow talisman paper spread out in front of him, his expression troubled.
Hu Lai, however, was looking out the window at the direction of the mountain gate, with no intention of urging him.
When Hu Kan clenched his teeth and picked up a pen, Hu Lai looked back in surprise: "You’re really writing? You know Brother Chu best, he loves false fa the most, and he values it greatly."
"Of course, I know,"
Hu Kan replied with a bitter smile: "But why won’t he co out? The Heavenly chanism Pavilion sent us here precisely for this matter. The next issue of the Heavenly chanism Martial Arts Manual will be released soon, if we don’t send any news back, it will be too late."
He sighed; "We should report the situation as it is. How they arrange the ranking and write his article, they have their own plans; we can’t delay public duties."
Hu Lai fell into a brief silence.
The many editors of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion were relatively rational, not overly disparaging Chu Xisheng in their article.
However, Chu Xisheng not showing up for several days did indeed raise suspicions of avoiding battle.
And people tend to flatter the high and step on the low, adore the red and disdain the black. This ti, Brother Chu, is likely going to be wronged.
Just then, he heard a commotion outside the building.
"Who is that?"
"It’s Chu Xisheng! He’s coming down from the mountain!"
Hu Lai and Hu Kan imdiately turned their attention, looking outside, only to see a golden light hovering in front of the mountain gate, right in front of the ’Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch’ Shui Ruge.
As the golden light gradually dispersed, Chu Xisheng’s figure appeared in front of everyone.
He stood on a small boat shaped like a giant sword, floating in the air, looking down at Shui Ruge from above.
Hu Lai and Hu Kan both noticed that Chu Xisheng’s appearance had changed sowhat.
The face was still the sa, the features were still those features, elegant and handso, with a tall and slender stance, his long, narrow phoenix eyes subtly carrying a smile.
However, every inch of his facial skin was now more exquisite than before; the proportions of his eyes, ears, nose, and lips were more harmonious and perfect.
Under the complent of a Holy Inheritance Robe, he looked almost inhumanly beautiful, with an ethereal and unrestrained aura.
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