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 usually smiling eyes opened slightly, revealing a pair of pure white eyes, and the entire courtyard seemed to freeze in amber at that moment. The lanterns that swayed with the wind, the gently rocking plum branches, all came to an instantaneous halt.


Even a petal of cold plum that was falling to the ground stopped in mid-air, no longer descending.


Li Sheng exhaled a long breath, and order was restored between Heaven and Earth.


Thinking back to the various grudges and entanglements between Mr. Lin and the Great Marshal from over twenty years ago, even though he was half a step into the Grandmaster's realm, he still felt a bit of impatience and anxiety, unsure of what the old man would do to Wang Anfeng, who was suspected to be the Great Marshal's offspring.


If one were to forcefully intervene, breaking the young man's Sharp Essence or the perseverance in his heart...


Chapter 89: The Wang's Tiance, Old Daddy's 'Arch-Enemy'? (7000 words) (1/1) _3