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 majestic momentum slowly approached.


With each step, it seemed to climb another level, causing Qian Dai to restlessly rise from his seat. With his right hand, he drew a curved saber made of ink jade from beside him, incredibly restrained but carrying a sharp and distinguished aura. Through the wide-open door, he watched the sky gradually darken.


But there wasn't a single wisp of cloud in the sky.


So, a layer of dark clouds that he could not disperse also shrouded his heart.


The Qian Family's mansion was very large, almost the biggest in the whole Xi Dingzhou City.


The size of the mansion was even spacious enough for horses to gallop through it.


Many retainers lived in the front courtyard and sensing that undisguised, direct hostility, they each drew their weapons and rushed out of the doors, a mighty throng converging towards the outside, among them were indeed some truly skilled martial artists.


Chapter 77: The Rise of the Whale (2/2)