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?

Ye Zhuhua offered a faint smile, closed the door, and secured their privacy. This secluded place was located by the side of a lively district on the Jiangnan Road, not far from a flowing stream, close to spots of indulgence. Many well-to-do families had secondary residences here to sequester their beauties.


At this sweltering moment, few residents remained in the area, and passersby were scarce, thus keeping their meeting place secret was uncomplicated—a most suitable arrangement indeed.


The sagacity of old Jianghu hands always lay in the smallest details.


Xu Shihua was sitting by a stone table under a tree, his garment loosely draped, leaving one arm exposed. Days earlier, in a struggle to escape, he'd been pierced through the shoulder by a thunderous sword technique from Ye Zhuhua, who channeled it from his chest. Thankfully, the young scholar was also skilled in the Arsenic Technique, which prevented the blade from harming his bones.


Chapter 53: Unspoken (1/2)(3200)