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?

Lv Baiping stealthily watched Hong Luoyu, who carried the Jue Que Sword.


The latter seemed to be only around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. There were two similarly aged seniors within the Qingfeng Edge, so she was not as astonished as her great-uncle Shi Jian. Her mind was still pondering the words Lin Qiaofu had just spoken.


She wondered whether the person before her was an illusion or reality.


Hong Luoyu casually threw the Jue Que Sword on the ground. The sword edge was so sharp that it directly plunged halfway into the soil.


Lv Baiping glanced at the big man, whose energies were far from vigorous, and said,


"An ordinary Martial Artist could simply be slapped to death, but it's not an easy matter for even those stronger than these purely External Cultivation experts to take their lives."


Lv Baiping, for some reason, let out a silent sigh of relief.


Chapter 187: The Elder with the Sword on His Back (1/2)