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?

The leading elder nodded slightly, lifting his eyes to survey the station's setup with satisfaction. Although the drunkard somewhat marred the scene, being on the main road and achieving this much was already quite rare. He nodded slowly and methodically, saying:


On hearing this, the two young men were overjoyed inside, but their expressions became even more respectful. They bowed again and said:


"Great Elder, esteemed elders, please come inside..."


The leading elder nodded slightly and stepped inside. Mei Feng followed silently behind, his hands behind his back, his eyes scrutinizing his surroundings.


Ever since his return to the mountain, he had become exceedingly sensitive and vigilant. The sharp and deadly sword light he had once seen would flash in his dreams, waking him up in the middle of the night with his back drenched in sweat.


He wished never to encounter that person again.


Chapter 55 The 'Stage' Unfolds, Welcoming You into the Trap (Long Chapter) (2/2)_2