Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

In the branch hall of the Immortal Pavilion.


"You all should head to the library in the back courtyard shortly. As per the rules of our Immortal Pavilion, since you have just joined, you may each choose a Martial Arts Manual. Afterwards, inner disciples from the pavilion will come to instruct you."


"Each of you has only three opportunities to ask questions, and these are genuine Entry Rank masters, so do not waste them,"


Having said this, he casually waved his hand, and a row of children around six or seven years old somewhat awkwardly bowed to him with clasped fists before following a young man to the back courtyard.


The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, slightly squinting his eyes.


This feeling of control over a place, of having everything in his grasp, was something in which he was quite indulged.


51 Chapter Fufeng Mad Blade, Coming into the World (Part 2) (2/2)