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?

Since he had agreed to Hong Hui's request, although he despised the man's character, Wang Anfeng still carried his sword and left the inn.


He had watched that courtyard for seven days before he finally returned today.


He raised his hand and knocked on the door.


A disciple dressed in a blue and white sword robe came out and almost jumped from astonishment, but he remembered that this man had come with the eldest senior brother before, so he barely calmed his mind and made way, saying,


"Are you here to see the eldest senior brother?"


Wang Anfeng nodded, offered no objection, and stepped into the courtyard.


Hong Feibai was standing in a corner of the courtyard practicing his sword; his sword light was severe, and with a broken sword in hand, he created a grand spectacle. Upon seeing Wang Anfeng, his movements briefly halted.


A disciple had already gone inside to report to the Master's wife.


Chapter 124 I Don't Regret (4/5)