Chapter 98

As for Zong Shou's luck, where exactly it was good, Zong Ling did not elaborate. She walked past and sat down in a nearby private room.

It was Huang Xiao who, before leaving, looked at Yin Yang and said, "That Purple Lightning Spear Zong Yuan came to Yun Cheng City, not to kill the prince. However, Brother Yin still needs to be cautious. Do you know that six days ago, the one from Yunxia Mountain has already dispatched all two thousand of his Fire Wolf Riders to Dongwei Mountain?"

Yin Yang's expression turned serious, and he nodded slightly in acknowledgment. However, he neither confirmed nor denied the information.

Zong Shou, on the other hand, inwardly thought, "Indeed." The situation on Qiantian Mountain had indeed changed.

Dongwei Mountain is a place name, also located to the west of Donglin Yunlu. It is 3,700 miles south of Qiantian Mountain, not only strategically important but also very close to the ancient city of Guhe, which is controlled by the Qiantian Mountain. If one were to ride a Wind Steed at full speed, it would take only an hour to reach.

The Fire Wolf Riders are also well-known in Donglin Yunlu. It is said that the weakest among them are at the level of a Fifth Rank Martial Artist, and there are as many as a hundred Secret Martial Artists. Moreover, they are all composed of the young and strong of the Fire Wolf clan, who can control fire and flames by nature. They are one of the most elite forces of Yunxia Mountain.

Zong Shou was not entirely clear about the specific situation. He only vaguely knew that the ancient city of Guhe was a support point for the Qiantian Mountain's influence in the south.

The cities of Donglin Yunlu are scattered and intertwined, even with countries within countries. Although the Qiantian Mountain controls millions of demons in four provinces, it does not include all the human races within the region.

It only controls a dozen major demon cities spread across the area. Due to its formidable power, many human cities also seek protection under the Qiantian Mountain.

This ancient city of Guhe is not only a strategic stronghold and a commercial center but also a pillar controlling a province of demons and numerous human towns within a thousand miles.

If it were to be captured, the entire southern territory of the Qiantian Mountain, spanning thousands of miles, would likely fall into enemy hands.

Before, without external enemies, Zong Shou and Yin Yang fought fiercely for the position of demon king of the Qiantian Mountain, and Zong Shou's life was in constant danger.

But now, with a major enemy at the doorstep, to preserve the Qiantian Mountain's power, they need to unite and work together. Losing this foundation would be detrimental to everyone.

If he were to die now, it would be a disaster for the Qiantian Mountain. The collapse of morale is also predictable.

Even if those three still want to harm him, the many clan leaders of the Qiantian Mountain, and even the elders of the Tianhu Clan, would likely not agree.

Thinking about this, Zong Shou couldn't help but laugh. So, this is why 'he' managed to survive after being expelled from Lingyun Sect and even became a demon king for a few years. It must be due to Yunxia Mountain.

Since neither side can overpower the other, it is best to first prop up a puppet that everyone can accept.

However, he was inwardly surprised. The people of Yunxia Mountain are also too foolish. If he were in their place, he would hide his claws and wait for the enemy to make a move. Isn't that better?

Rushing to send two thousand Fire Wolf Riders to Dongwei Mountain is truly foolish—

Who is the demon king of Yunxia Mountain? He can't remember. Given that he could resist Zong Weiran for five years with the power of three provinces, only slightly at a disadvantage, he shouldn't be a fool. Could there be another reason?

While Zong Shou was lost in thought, Huang Xiao smiled at him in a flattering manner: "The prince must also be cautious. The great cause of Qiantian Mountain still needs the prince to inherit. Now, not only the people of Yunxia Mountain, but even those from Liyan Mountain might try to harm the prince. Although the Purple Lightning Spear has arrived in Yun Cheng City, the leader of the Yunxia Seven Swords from Yunxia Mountain has also arrived the day before and is here—"

After saying this, he bowed respectfully and left, entering the private room where Zong Ling was.

Zong Shou looked bewildered. He knew that Zong Yuan of the Purple Lightning Spear was originally from the Tianhu Clan.

As for the Yunxia Seven Swords mentioned by Huang Xiao, he had never heard of them.

Yin Yang, however, was shaken. His gaze swept the room sharply and soon focused on the lower hall. There, at the farthest corner of the left side, a middle-aged man in black, with a gaunt face, sat alone. The seats around him were empty, and no one dared to approach.

Seemingly noticing Yin Yang's gaze, the man glanced back and then turned away. His face was covered with a centipede tattoo, looking extremely fierce, and his eyes were cold and piercing.

Zong Shou's eyes also narrowed. This person was also at the Third Pulse of the Earth Wheel! The peak of a先天武师 (先天 Martial Artist)!

After a Martial Artist enters the Earth Wheel, each additional pulse they open significantly enhances their strength.

The old man who died at Zong Shou's hands was only at the Second Pulse of the Earth Wheel, and his strength was already limited in the Blood Spirit Valley.

The person in front of him, like the Purple Lightning Spear, had already reached the 'momentum' of martial arts, just a step away from the realm of a Martial Ancestor.

Just as he was about to ask Yin Yang about the person's background, the entire teahouse suddenly fell silent.

Several men in green robes, escorting an old man, walked to the center of the teahouse. Each of them held a tray covered with silk, which they placed on a table in sequence.

The old man first bowed to the surroundings and said a few polite words, expressing gratitude for everyone's support.

Just as the initial snow was growing impatient, the old man stopped talking and lifted the silk covering the first tray.

It revealed a sword lying quietly inside. It was pure black, with wavy patterns covering the blade.

The entire teahouse was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping. Regardless of whether they were martial artists or spirit masters, everyone's eyes were fixed on the tray.

The old man explained, "Most of you probably already know. This item was pledged to my shop by a先天 Martial Artist a year ago, with one hundred Third Rank Beast Crystals. The pledge period has now expired, and it can be sold. Whether it is genuine or not, you can all sense it. Today, the starting price is one hundred Third Rank Beast Crystals, and the highest bidder wins!"

When he finished speaking, the teahouse remained silent. Everyone watched quietly but did not bid.

Although the sword was precious, it would be useless to anyone other than a martial artist or spirit master who had reached the stage of leaving the body. Buying it would only invite trouble.

The old man was not in a hurry, knowing that only a few people in the room had the qualifications to bid on the sword. He did not urge them but waited quietly.

Zong Shou also stared intently at the spirit sword, his eyes filled with confusion.

The Black Wave Sword did not bring him any surprise. It was extremely ordinary, the weakest among spirit weapons.

However, the moment his gaze touched it, he felt a mysterious, almost telepathic sensation.

"Is this 'resonance'? How strange. I wonder who the owner of this sword is, to have cultivated the sword's resonance within it? It must have been used for thirty to fifty years without any damage. No, that doesn't seem right. This feeling of invincibility and the ability to destroy anything, how could it be combined with a water-element Black Wave Sword?"

The faint resonance of the sword was barely perceptible. Others could not detect it, but Zong Shou, who was extremely sensitive to martial arts intent, would not overlook it.

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