Chapter 30

The Lord of Xiafeng City, Wei Zhong, placed great importance on efficiency, and naturally, this attitude had permeated throughout the City Lord's residence. After the guard at the gate went in to report, a family guard had already come out to lead the soldiers. However, the appearance of this strange individual made the family guard hesitate and not act rashly.

The newcomer seemed to have no ill intentions and did not favor any side. After Su Tang's two powerful force spirits were drawn out by him, Su Tang immediately became radiant, and this person was already walking towards Wei Yang.

"Who are you?" Lu Ping asked.

"The one who can identify bloodlines with just a glance is the only person in the entire continent," Xifan said.

"Yes, it's me," the man said, bending down to examine the injuries on Wei Yang's face. He finally shook his head, stood up, and waved to another family guard who was watching from the entrance of the City Lord's residence, "He's fine, but his face is ruined."

"Sir, you are..." The family guard waved for the guards to help Wei Yang back, and then quickly approached the newcomer. With Xifan's hint, he had a vague idea of who this person was.

"Wen Gecheng," the man smiled.

The family guard immediately put on a respectful demeanor and bowed to the newcomer, "Xianwei Wujian."

Xianwei Wujian was a skill, the only one in the entire continent that only one person possessed. This skill had become the symbol and even the respectful title for this person.

This person was called Wen Gecheng, and this skill was called Xianwei Wujian. Because the skill was unique, so was the person. Although in terms of realm, Wen Gecheng, who had only achieved dual-spirit integration, was far from the continent's strong figures who had achieved triple, quadruple, or even quintuple spirit integration, his unique skill gave him a unique status. Even though he was not the strongest, the three major empires and four major academies were all trying to win his favor.

However, Wen Gecheng did not accept any invitations. He roamed the world, his whereabouts unpredictable. His sudden appearance in Xiafeng City was enough to make the City Lord temporarily lose interest in a mere young man from Zhaofeng Academy. Of course, if Wei Zhong knew that this person was a quintuple-spirit integrated Tianxingzhe, his attitude would have been different.

The new information had already been relayed to the residence again. The efficiency of City Lord Wei Zhong was indeed remarkable. The family guard had only just started chatting with Wen Gecheng when Wei Zhong himself appeared at the entrance.

"Mr. Wen!" Wei Zhong's expression was serious and his words were firm. Just this greeting made everyone feel his respect and importance.

"City Lord Wei." Wen Gecheng also bowed to Wei Zhong. A City Lord who ruled a region was not as obscure as Zhaofeng Academy. Wei Zhong was also a triple-spirit integrated strong figure, and with his status, he naturally did not act as independently as Wen Gecheng. Just the twelve closest family guards were all experts. Wei Yang, who had just had his face squished by Lu Ping, was only proud because of his talent. In terms of realm and strength, he was one of the weakest among the twelve family guards, but at seventeen, his future was still bright.

"Mr. Wen, your visit to Xiafeng City is an honor. Please come in and have a seat," Wei Zhong said, his words firm and exuding an irresistible aura.

"I was just passing by, but since the City Lord has invited me, I'll stay for a while," Wen Gecheng smiled.

"Please!" Wei Zhong turned sharply and led Wen Gecheng into the City Lord's residence. As for Lu Ping? The young man whom he had ordered to be brought in twice was right in front of him, but his gaze did not even turn towards him. Wen Gecheng was the one who truly deserved his attention, while the young man was merely a curiosity.

The entrance to the residence instantly returned to calm. Wei Yang was carried inside, and the guard who had been thrown against the wall by Lu Ping was also helped away. Two new soldiers replaced the guards at the entrance, standing straight as before. Lu Ping and his three companions suddenly became ignored.

"At least that's settled," Mori said. He had been wondering how things would end if Lu Ping really killed Wei Yang, but it seemed that everything would be smoothed over because of Wen Gecheng's appearance, and the City Lord's residence immediately rallied around him.

"Let's hope so!" Xifan said. He did not think the matter would end there. Could the City Lord's dignity be so easily trampled? The City Lord's residence was not Zhaofeng Academy, and Wei Zhong was not Balayan.

"How are you?" Lu Ping asked Su Tang, ignoring the others.

"I feel completely recovered," Su Tang clenched his fist, feeling no obstruction in his strength.

"Who is that person?" Lu Ping asked Xifan.

"Are you serious? You haven't heard of Wen Gecheng?" Mori was surprised.

Lu Ping shook his head. In theory, after three years at the academy, even if he had not made much progress in cultivation, his knowledge should not be so limited that he had never heard of Wen Gecheng. But Lu Ping was special. For three years, he had not followed the academy's curriculum, and his interactions were limited to Su Tang and a few others like Xifan, who clearly would not discuss such gossip with him.

"Although Wen Gecheng is only a dual-spirit integrated, his skill 'Xianwei Wujian' is the only one he possesses in the entire continent. Even the six quintuple-spirit integrated strong figures cannot master this skill," Mori said.

"What kind of skill is it?" Lu Ping asked.

"Well, it's a kind of perception and identification, a skill to discern the truth from falsehood," Mori said, looking at Xifan for additional information.

"Because only he possesses it, the outside world does not fully understand it. In short, he can see things that others cannot, like bloodlines..." Xifan stopped when he said the word 'bloodlines.'

"Hey, right, what's your relationship with Yan Qiuci?" Mori immediately thought of what Wen Gecheng had said about Xifan's bloodline.

"I don't know him," Xifan answered decisively.

"Wen Gecheng never makes mistakes!" Mori said.

Xifan ignored him and wheeled himself forward. Su Tang, who had fully recovered, pushed him, and behind them, Lu Ping asked again, "Who is Yan Qiuci?"

"You don't know Yan Qiuci? Come on, one of the six strongest figures in the continent, the Northwest's Yan Qiuci, the world's top swordsman! You haven't heard of him?" Mori said.

Lu Ping scratched his head, feeling that the name sounded familiar, perhaps because of his fame, he had heard it in passing somewhere.

Mori clearly had no interest in educating Lu Ping at the moment and quickly caught up with Su Tang, squeezing in next to him and trying to help push the wheelchair.

"Senior Xifan! Brother Xifan!" he called affectionately, "What's your relationship with Yan Qiuci? Tell us!"

"I don't know him," Xifan insisted firmly.

"Ah." Seeing Xifan's determination, Mori gave up but remembered what Wen Gecheng had said earlier.

"Wen Gecheng said we four are all extraordinary. I don't care about you guys, but I have to believe it for myself. But where am I extraordinary? Help me think about it," Mori said.

"You're just unknown," Xifan looked at him, "A member of the Mo family? Lin Mo? Who are you really?"

"Oh, I forgot I was hiding my identity! I was too careless," Mori exclaimed.

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