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?

Li Changxing leapt down from the carriage.


Amid the reluctant and longing gazes of the coachman, he stepped into the Fufeng Academy, feeling emotional that Fufeng indeed had simple customs. He was merely a common passenger, yet they were so warm and reluctant to part.


The youth walked all the way to Wind Character Tower, where he failed to find any trace of Wang Anfeng. He then inquired passing students and followed a path further back for a while. The road was frequented by 15 or 16-year-old students, chatting and laughing with each other, which made him feel relaxed and enviously hard to articulate.


In Heaven Capital City, no peer his age dared to speak to him like that.


After passing through a bamboo forest, he saw an ordinary-looking small wooden hut.


Chapter 98 Restrained Wang Anfeng (1/2)