As they traveled, Wang Chong learned a great deal about the martial arts world from Song Youran. As his interactions with her deepened, Wang Chong gradually realized that while Song Youran was a straightforward person and could be a little 'crafty' at times, she did not have a bad heart.
"Hasn't there been no news of the Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art in the last few centuries? The martial arts world has even publicly acknowledged that this art has been lost, so how did it suddenly appear? And even the Origin Immortal Mountain found it and attracted so many experts? "
Wang Chong asked as he traveled with Song Youran.
"This … In truth, we're also curious. Logically speaking, the fewer people who know about this sort of astonishing treasure, the better, but there are so many people gathered here. But I've also learned that someone recently found the treasure map to the real Origin Immortal Palace and followed it all the way here. But that person wasn't careful enough and was seen by someone else, or perhaps his enemies found out and intentionally leaked the news so that they could use someone else to do their dirty work. This sort of thing is all too common in the martial arts world. "
Song Youran knew that Young Master Qingyang (Wang Chong) did not understand the martial arts world very well, so she patiently explained.
"But unlike other factions, our Zhengqi League did not appear here purely for the Origin Immortal Palace."
"Oh?"
Wang Chong raised his head and gave Song Youran a surprised glance.
"Heh, does Young Master know of the Demonic Emperor, the number one expert of the evil path who terrified everyone?"
Song Youran asked.
"Of course."
Wang Chong faintly smiled.
"Mm, it's good that you know. Back then, the Demonic Emperor could be said to have run amok, killing people like flies. He had a ruthless personality, and there was no one in the martial arts world who did not fear him. Later on, through a series of coincidences, the various major sects joined hands and finally managed to kill this demon of the evil path. But not long ago, someone saw him with their own eyes. This demon of the evil path is still alive, and he has appeared in this region.
"Our Zhengqi League is the leader of the world, a role model for the world. No matter what, we have to eliminate this devil of the Corrupt path so that no one else will be tormented by him again. "
Song Youran's expression was stern and stern, and as she spoke, her expression became incomparably stern. Although she was clever and would occasionally play some tricks, Song Youran was never careless when it came to matters of right and wrong.
Wang Chong didn't say anything, but he was deep in thought.
In the past, her master had been ruthless and had killed many people. Song Youran had not wrongly accused her master, but her master had changed a great deal and was no longer that ruthless person of the past. Moreover, a teacher for a day was a father for life. If someone wanted to deal with his master, Wang Chong would never agree.
"We're almost there!"
As she spoke, Song Youran raised her head to the summit. Wang Chong followed her gaze and saw a sixty to seventy meter tall mountain range in front of him. There were flags everywhere on the mountain range, all of which had the image of a Tai Chi immortal crane. At the top of the mountain, there was a flag more than twenty meters tall fluttering in the wind.
On the mountain, there was a sentry post every five or six meters, and countless Zhengqi League disciples were warily observing their surroundings, ready to strike at any moment. As Wang Chong and Song Youran examined the mountain, the Zhengqi League disciples also noticed them.
"Senior Sister!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out. A youth of seventeen or eighteen, about the same age as Wang Chong, excitedly left his post and rushed toward the pair.
"Little Ye!"
When Song Youran saw this disciple, she also sped up the mountain.
"Heh."
Wang Chong only faintly smiled at this sight, but he did not follow.
"This Zhengqi League truly lives up to its reputation as the number one league in the world. It's truly powerful!"
Wang Chong carefully observed his surroundings. There were at least five to six hundred disciples of the Zhengqi League on this temporary base. Wang Chong roughly sensed that there were more than three hundred disciples at the Profound Martial realm and forty to fifty Imperial Martial realm experts. As for Saint Martial realm experts … there were seventeen or eighteen. And it was clear that this was not the full strength of the Zhengqi League.
In the army, Profound Martial realm experts could serve as ordinary generals, Imperial Martial realm experts were outstanding generals, and Saint Martial realm experts were people on Xi Yuanqing's level. For so many experts to be gathered on a small mountain in the northwest was an astonishing sight even to Wang Chong.
Everyone says that the martial arts world is filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons, and the Zhengqi League is just a microcosm of the martial arts world. If they've already brought so many experts from the northwest, one can easily imagine how many martial artists there are in the martial arts world.
Wang Chong mentally sighed. At this point, Wang Chong couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret. The martial artists of the martial arts world were lone wolves, a completely different world from the Imperial Court. Successive dynasties had tried to recruit these martial artists, but all of them had ended in failure. Otherwise, everything would have been different!
"Who is that?"
As he was thinking, Wang Chong suddenly heard a voice. He raised his head and saw that halfway up the mountain, Song Youran and the Zhengqi League disciple were looking at him.
"Young Master Qingyang, come, come quickly!"
Song Youran waved at Wang Chong.
"What? He's Young Master Qingyang! "
The Zhengqi League disciple cried out in alarm, his face stricken with disbelief.
Wang Chong faintly smiled, and with a wave of his robe, he began to make his way up the mountain.
"Young Master Qingyang? You're Young Master Qingyang?!"
The youth circled around Wang Chong in shock, his face stricken with disbelief.
"You don't dare to believe it, right? I didn't dare to believe it either when I first met him. Young Master Qingyang's guard went missing, so I invited him to our Zhengqi League to stay for a while. It's enough for you to know about this matter, but don't let too many people know. "
Song Youran giggled. In truth, she had also been shocked and surprised when she first heard the news.
"Right, Young Master, this is my younger brother, Song Jue. He's an admirer of yours, and he's been nagging me about wanting to meet you."
Song Youran chuckled.
On the side, Wang Chong silently smiled at this pair of siblings.
"Junior Sister, has a guest come to our Zhengqi League?"
As the three of them were speaking, a cold and aloof voice came down from the mountain like a peal of thunder.
A few moments later, swish! A figure leaped down from the summit like a large bird, and then turned in midair, drawing a beautiful arc as it plummeted from a height of fifty to sixty meters. Boom! In a flash of light, a figure dropped from the sky, crashing down five or six meters from Wang Chong's group.
In an instant, the mountain range trembled and dust billowed. An enormous aura erupted from the snow-white figure, majestic and powerful like a hurricane.
Cough, cough!
Choking on the dust, the youth called Song Jue couldn't help but cough, his face turning red. Song Youran, on the other hand, took several steps back, warily staring at the man who had suddenly appeared.
"Ji Andu, what do you think you're doing!"
Song Youran clenched her fists and spread her feet apart, one in front and one in back. Her entire body was like a taut bow, ready to strike at any moment.
"Junior Sister, where did you go? This trip to the northwest is fraught with danger. I sent people to protect you, but you refused. If something happened, what would I have done? Also, who is this brother? Why have I never seen him before? "
A voice came from the churning dust. As the man spoke, he suddenly turned to Wang Chong, his long and narrow eyes flashing with astonishing killing intent.
Wang Chong was stunned by this killing intent, but he quickly understood and couldn't help but laugh. If his guess was right, he had inexplicably become a rival in love.
Wang Chong imperceptibly took two steps back. He had only come to the Zhengqi League with Song Youran to investigate the Zhengqi League, as well as the whereabouts of his master and the Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art. As for anything else, he had no desire to get involved.
But a moment later, Wang Chong sensed a strange sensation from the man's body, and he immediately grimaced.
"Ji Andu, who needs your protection!? Who I bring and who I make friends with is my freedom. It's none of your business! "
Song Youran angrily said, clearly enraged by this man called Ji Andu.
"Junior Sister, don't say such angry words. I am a Protector of the Zhengqi League and the Alliance Lord's disciple. I have the right to investigate any suspicious person in the league. Moreover, the elders have already given their approval to our matter, so why must you resist me?! "
The man held his hands behind his back and raised his head, exuding a lofty and arrogant aura as he spoke.
"Don't speak nonsense! This is no suspicious person. This is the leader of the Four Young Masters, Young Master Qingyang! "
At this moment, a sharp voice came from the side. Song Jue clenched his fists and spoke.
"Young Master Qingyang?!"
Ji Andu's eyes flashed and he paled, his eyes fiercely glaring at Wang Chong.
"What Young Master Qingyang? Who in the martial arts world has ever seen Young Master Qingyang? Before confirming his identity, who would dare to say that he is Young Master Qingyang? In my view, his identity is extremely suspicious. Someone, invite this Young Master Qingyang to the summit for a chat! I want to have a good chat with this Young Master Qingyang! "
Ji Andu waved his hand and firmly ordered.
"Yes, Protector!"
The Zhengqi League disciples behind him bowed and strode forward.
"Ji Andu, you dare!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly stood in front of Wang Chong and glared at Ji Andu. Song Youran was so angry that her face turned red and her body trembled. This was not the first time this bastard had done this. Relying on his status as a Protector and the favor of the Alliance Lord, he would mercilessly suppress anyone who had a close relationship with him.
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