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?

Behind him, at a distance of a hundred meters, an unknown number of people from the Jianghu had silently begun to follow.


In these past few days, his name had already made a resounding impact in the Fufeng area of the Jianghu, and since he had not made any attempt to conceal his tracks, every move he made was observed by others.


The Jianghu was vast, and naturally, there was no shortage of people who enjoyed watching the excitement.


Especially when it was something as interesting as this.


Wang Anfeng treated those gazes—whether burning with intensity, filled with curiosity, or harboring ill intent—as if they were nothing.


He simply continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace.


To him, this was the final battle for "Blade Madman," or rather, for the Mo Blade—he believed that after today, this identity could retire from the Jianghu and never appear in the world again.


Chapter 58: Wang Anfeng's Transformation, Pretend Becomes Real (1/2)