Capítulo 1218: Chapter 621: The Show Begins!
For this reason, many people believe that the Seven Killings Hall and Liangshan are bound to have a battle within a short ti, and the victor might thereby completely control most of the Blood State.
Because of this reason, the birthday celebration of Song Lun, the Boss of Liangshan and known as the White-Clothed Scholar, has attracted considerable attention.
Song Lun did not want a grand celebration, but many forces from the South still sent their gifts. If not to build a good relationship, at least when Liangshan truly rises in the future, they might rember this gesture of goodwill.
There was no problem on Jiang He’s side. When Chen Yuan sent a transmission telling him to prepare for action, he was already fully prepared. He announced seclusion to the outside world at the Heavenly Patrol Bureau in Qingzhou, while secretly heading to Tangshan Prefecture City.
On this day, Chen Yuan set off early, speaking to no one but Su Ziyue, and quietly left Tangshan Prefecture City with Jiang He, heading towards the Blood State.
On this day, at the mountain gate of the Seven Killings Hall in Blood State.
Within the eerie palace of the Secret Realm, all seven chairs representing the Yama of the Seven Killings Hall were occupied by a person in a ghost-faced black robe, with a rhomboid crystal stone glowing behind them.
This is the Soul Lamp exclusive to the Seven Killings Hall; once a Yama falls, this Soul Lamp will extinguish.
The Seven Killings Hall is deeply rooted, and although there are only seven Yama positions, sotis there will be more True Masters in the Yang Transformation Realm, and below them, several gold dal assassins have reached the Heavenly Core Peak in cultivation, ready to challenge at any ti.
Just like now, the new Reincarnation Yama has already taken position.
Among the three lists set by the Ascending Immortal Tower—Heavenly, Earthly, and Human—the Subrged Dragon from the Human List holds the highest value, whereas the Earthly and Heavenly lists are sotis inaccurate.
After all, no Immortal Sect would expose all its powers. What if opposing forces gauged its strength and took action?
Inside the great hall, the seven chairs also represent the power of their Yama.
The Hall Master of the Seven Killings Hall sits in the center, with Chen Huaiyi, the Jiang King and Chen Yuan’s second uncle, to the left of the Hall Master, highlighting his significant position.
He has almost beco the Second Hall Master, but unfortunately, only the Hall Master has ever known the true strength of the Seven Killings Hall. Even though his status is relatively high, his knowledge isn’t considerably more than that of other Yama.
He cannot grasp the true power of the Seven Killings Hall, thus has remained quite cautious.
“Tomorrow is the day of Song Lun’s demise. Two Yama will guard the mountain gate, while the rest will follow personally to Liangshan!” the Hall Master of the Seven Killings Hall said blandly.
“Hall Master, Liangshan has ard forces of over a hundred thousand, along with nurous strongn and a Mountain Protection Array. You…” A Yama hesitated for a mont but couldn’t help asking.
He wasn’t opposing the Hall Master but wanted to know so insider information to put his mind at ease; otherwise, charging straight in seed quite risky.
As he spoke, other Yama also turned their gazes toward the Hall Master.
The Hall Master of the Seven Killings Hall said:
“This matter has long been planned by . A re Liangshan would not make my Seven Killings Hall cower.”
Previously, he indeed intended to pause the conflict, considering that behind Liangshan was the Xiang Family, which is unfathomable, and he has always been wary of them.
But unexpectedly, the current clan leader of the Xiang Family, Xiang Qianqiu, approached him and expressed a similar wish for Song Lun’s death. After so probing, they temporarily ford a fragile alliance.
On the day of celebrating the birthday, the grand array of Liangshan would fail, granting him ti, and also an elite army would be diverted.
To gain the Hall Master’s trust, both parties swore oaths to one another.
Only then was the Hall Master willing to take real action; of course, he didn’t fully trust Xiang Qianqiu’s words, sensing there were hidden secrets, though his thods weren’t simple either.
No matter the extent of danger, he is confident he could retreat unscathed.
And once Song Lun is slain, Liangshan’s montum would be broken, leaving them powerless against the Seven Killings Hall; even if they survive due to the Xiang Family’s influence, they would still have to bow beneath the Seven Killings Hall.
Moreover, Xiang Qianqiu told him there would be other helpers taking action when the ti cos.
These additional forces weren’t sothing he relied on; what he truly depended on was his own strength. Ranked in the top ten of the Supre List, there’s hardly anyone except the Sixth Realm Immortals whom he feared.
A re Song Lun and Lu Guangsheng were not worthy of his concern.
Seeing the Hall Master had fallback plans, the Yama in the hall were reassured and began discussing the preparations for action the next day.
anwhile, Liangshan was also prepared.
The 120th birthday celebration of the Boss, no one dared to ss with it; each task was completed, just waiting for the auspicious mont the next day.
In the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness:
The Boss, Song Lun, looked composed, the Second Boss, Lu Guangsheng, wore an expressionless face, and other Liangshan leaders, like Blood Axe Fan Ying and others, had smiles on their faces.
This celebration also tangentially demonstrated Liangshan’s strength.
Though Liangshan was reluctant for a grand event, many forces from the Blood State and the entire South sent their gifts, acknowledging Liangshan’s current status.
As leaders of Liangshan, they naturally took pride in this.
At least, hardly anyone dared to call them ‘Liangshan bandits’ to their faces anymore.
“Is everything ready?” Song Lun’s gaze swept across everyone present.
“Boss, rest assured, fellow Jianghu colleagues who ca to celebrate have been arranged appropriately, and various gifts have been sorted and delivered to the warehouse.”
So forces, being far, naturally wouldn’t arrive just in ti and would co a few days early, for which Liangshan, as the host, must make proper arrangents.
Otherwise, any mismanagent would sar Liangshan’s reputation.
Of course, the forces that rushed to celebrate weren’t usually large—the truly noteworthy ones arrive right on ti.
“The grand array is activated; if any dimwits co to cause trouble, they sure won’t leave!” Lu Guangsheng added, with a smile in his eyes.
“Well, having the Second Boss overseeing this, naturally, I’m relieved,” Song Lun said with a faint smile. Though a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, unnoticed by anyone.
“This grand birthday celebration will definitely boost Liangshan’s fa further. In the future, more Jianghu friends will wish to join us,” soone said gleefully, feeling gratified.
Since its establishnt, Liangshan has recruited eighty percent of its experts from outside; most importantly, it never refused anyone, making it the first choice for many martial artists.
Nowadays, neither the Immortal Sects nor many top forces in Jianghu typically recruit Loose Cultivators. Hence, these martial artists naturally seek a backer, and Liangshan’s ergence almost ets this need, developing swiftly.
“Good, good, good…” Song Lun exclaid the word ‘good’ three tis, seemingly very satisfied.
Chen Yuan, the Seven Killings Hall, Liangshan, the Xiang Family, and nurous other forces were secretly preparing, waiting for the day of Song Lun’s birthday celebration, invoking the sense of an impending storm.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.
Liangshan opened its mountain gate to welco fellow Jianghu, creating quite the bustling scene.
On the outer lake, a hundred warships were arrayed, with over ten thousand elite soldiers in full armor. With red silk hanging from the ships, to the unknowing, it seed a grand celebration.
At this mont, Chen Yuan was hidden in the void, quietly observing the scene below, ready to make his move once the Seven Killings Hall revealed themselves!
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No matter how it was written, it didn’t feel right. This segnt is 3,800 words; I’ll make up the rest in a few days. Thank you for your support!
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