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 Qidao sighed heavily and suddenly sneered:


"Mo Family's Pei Yue, Mo Family's Pei Yue..."


"He really knows how to complicate things. If there's a chance, I'd indeed like to witness his Mo Family Sword Intent."


"Your father The Emperor is truly capable; being able to call up such a person, and daring to do so; it seems your methods are lacking. Should I say, the older, the spicier?"


"That's the second reason I came here."


"This person was not The Emperor's doing, but rather there is a third party involved, using ruthless tactics and leveraging power to strike, we must be cautious and vigilant to prevent another incident."


Chapter 6 Feng Xiwu (1/2) (3800)_2