Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Martial Arts Tournament?

Sunset and dusk.

The sky gradually darkened.

The interior of the Wuliang Daoist Temple had already been lit with many torches.

The corridors, pavilions, and square were all brightly illuminated.

A large number of early-arriving Jianghu people gathered together, discussing animatedly, inquiring about this and that, talking about the various major events that had recently occurred in Fengzhou.

Now the exchange had not officially begun, only when the main gate truly closed and the gong sounded would the martial assembly truly begin.

So people were not in a hurry to take out their personal items, but instead took this opportunity to network with some Jianghu individuals, which would provide additional connections for future travels in the Jianghu.

“The last outcome of the Luoxia Sword Sect was really tragic, centuries of heritage wiped out in a day, even the masters of the Zhang Family were killed, truly a sensational event in Fengzhou!”

“Who wouldn’t agree? By the way, as far as I know, the reason this martial gathering is being held at the Wuliang Daoist Temple is also significant. On the one hand, to prevent another incident like last time, and on the other hand, to take the opportunity to establish our own Fengzhou Martial Arts Assembly, to unite our Fengzhou Martial Arts and handle troubles from all sides!”

“Establishing the Fengzhou Martial Arts Assembly?”

“Is it true? Where did you hear this news?”

“You can’t just say things like that!”

Many people showed surprise and turned to look at that informed person.

“I have a friend who happens to be a disciple of the Wuliang Daoist Temple, these are secrets he revealed.”

The person continued to speak in a low voice:

“Actually, if you think about it, you can guess it. Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and various heroes rise; bandits, the Rebel Army, and the Court fight each other, often massacring cities and towns, killing many people mercilessly. If we Jianghu people don’t unite, I’m afraid eventually we’ll be defeated one by one. In terms of power, our Jianghu people are not weak, once united, it’s not something ordinary rebels and bandits can compare to.”

“Makes sense!”

“Indeed, our Fengzhou Martial Arts should indeed be integrated; I heard other places’ Martial Arts have already started to unify!”

“But if this is the case, who will serve as the Martial Arts Alliance Leader?”

Many people frowned and inquired.

Some people were naturally very supportive.

But others agreed on the surface but strongly resisted in their hearts.

Establishing a Martial Arts Assembly sounds simple, but if that happens, wouldn’t their ancestral foundation be handed over to someone else?

“The Martial Arts Alliance Leader will naturally be jointly served by Daoist Qing Song and Zen Master Wu Hui. Also, it’s said that this martial assembly will also look into the destruction of the Luoxia Sword Sect last time, and it might first take action against that young man.”

The informed person spoke.

If the martial assembly wants to establish itself, the first thing to do is to convince everyone.

The destruction of the Luoxia Sword Sect was such a big event, shocking the entire Fengzhou. If they were indifferent, how could they convince everyone?

Besides, Daoist Qing Song and Zen Master Wu Hui are both known for their chivalry and are figures considered the north star of Fengzhou Martial Arts; they naturally want to uphold justice.

The crowd began to discuss again.

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In another direction.

Zhao Houcai, Zhao Feiyan, Shangguan Yun, and Young Master Lin, after handing in their tokens, were quickly let in.

Originally, Young Master Lin didn’t have a token and wasn’t qualified to be brought in, but after Zhao Feiyan pleaded persistently, her father finally said Young Master Lin was his newly accepted disciple, and he was let in.

At this moment.

Walking among the crowd-packed corridor, Zhao Houcai said seriously, “Young Master Lin, we’ve reached the Wuliang Daoist Temple, we’ve done as much as we can. As for whether you can meet Daoist Qing Song, that depends on your own ability.”

Young Master Lin’s face was bitter, he bit his lip slightly, cupped his fists and said, “Thank you Elder Zhao for your care along the way, Lin Dong will never forget it!”

“Dad, Young Master Lin is quite pitiful on his own, why don’t we see it through to the end and help him meet Daoist Qing Song…”

Zhao Feiyan quickly said.

Zhao Houcai lightly shook his head and said, “Daoist Qing Song has not stepped in the Jianghu for decades; even your father’s face isn’t enough. Let’s go.”

He stepped forward.

“Junior sister, let’s go.”

Shangguan Yun pulled Zhao Feiyan’s wrist and walked forward.

Zhao Feiyan’s face was complicated, looking at Young Master Lin with reluctance in her eyes.

Young Master Lin smiled bitterly in his heart, gently cupped his fists at Zhao Feiyan, and had to walk forward alone.

Passing through the corridor, he saw a dense crowd ahead, torches flickering, various conversations mingling in a noisy mess, unknown how many people had gathered.

Young Master Lin felt withered in figure, alone with no acquaintances, at a loss, but thinking that he had finally arrived at the Wuliang Daoist Temple and was about to meet Daoist Qing Song, he took a deep breath, ready to find a place to wait for now.

In such a grand gathering, Daoist Qing Song would surely appear.

As soon as he appeared, Young Master Lin would immediately kneel and appeal for justice, sure to attract attention.

Just as Young Master Lin headed towards the corner of the crowd, his face suddenly froze, showing confusion.

He saw opposite him, a young man in a long robe with a sallow complexion, holding a huge package, somehow also entering here.

The young man was clearly the one they had encountered on the road before.

Didn’t he say he wasn’t coming to the martial assembly?

Why did he arrive ahead of time?

“Could it be he is really a master?”

Lin Dong was extremely doubtful.

Jiang Shi frowned, carrying the package, and walked along, having already hidden his Wolf Fang Club within it, glancing at the crowd from time to time.

It seems he arrived too early.

The martial gathering had yet to start!

Moreover, these people were secretly discussing the matter of the Martial Arts Assembly and even planning to deal with him first?

For a moment, his heart felt rather strange.

However, Jiang Shi didn’t pay much attention and continued to walk here.

“These guys have brought quite a lot of medicinal herbs this time, surely enough to gather what I need. Maybe I can even find all the Secret Medicine for the Third Realm of the Barbarian Elephant Divine Skill.”

Jiang Shi’s gaze swept over the parcels next to the crowd.

Suddenly, he sensed something and looked up, immediately spotting the Young Master Lin he had met earlier.

“It’s you!”

“Yes, what a coincidence.”

Young Master Lin instinctively squeezed out a smile.

Jiang Shi nodded gently, saying no more, and continued walking toward the crowd.

“What’s he doing?”

Lin Dong was puzzled and quietly amazed.

But considering that less trouble is better than more trouble, he didn’t dare to go forward.

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Some time passed again.

Finally, the sun completely set.

The Gatekeeper Disciple saw that the time was almost up and immediately retreated into the temple, slowly closed the two heavy gates, blocked the doorpost, and casually rang the gong beside him.

Clang!

The deafening sound shook everyone in the square, instantly catching their attention, and they all turned back.

“The time has come, the market can start trading.”

“Everyone, quickly take out your things!”

Many Wandering Warriors immediately began to busy themselves, securing spots, and taking out items,

In no time, large patches of goods filled the stalls, dense and dazzling.

“Shopkeeper, why do these medicinal herbs look somewhat not fresh?”

At this moment, Jiang Shi squatted in front of a stall, casually picking up a few dry, reddish medicinal plants and asked.

“This is Red Dragon Grass; its medicinal efficacy is stable. There’s no need to consider freshness. Whether it’s freshly picked or been out for a year, there’s hardly any difference.”

The stall owner, a man in his thirties, said.

“Is that so?”

Jiang Shi nodded and said, “Then I’ll take it all.”

“Sure thing, four hundred silver.”

The stall owner smiled.

Jiang Shi immediately placed down the package holding the Wolf Fang Club, reaching inside and fumbling around.

The stall owner couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Young brother, seeing you carry such a big bag and not willing to open it, could it be holding something expensive?”

“Naturally, this thing shouldn’t be casually seen by others.”

Jiang Shi laughed and soon pulled out a wad of silver notes, lightly extracted two sheets, and handed them to the stall owner.

The stall owner glanced at the silver notes, his eyes flashing, and looked again at the large package in Jiang Shi’s hand.

Goodness!

Could this package really be filled with expensive items?

“Shopkeeper, please pack the medicinal herbs.”

Jiang Shi spoke.

“Sure thing.”

The stall owner nodded repeatedly, quickly took out a cloth and packed all the medicinal herbs Jiang Shi needed, handing them to him.

Carrying the medicinal herbs, Jiang Shi walked to the next stall.

But just as he walked not far, suddenly, the stall owner’s brow furrowed, showing confusion.

“That guy just now, why do I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere?”

He pondered and was about to call Jiang Shi back, but thinking about the dim light affecting his vision, it might be a trick of the eye, he hesitated again.

Jiang Shi walked along, occasionally stopping at various stalls to inquire about prices.

It was evident that this martial gathering was much larger in scale than the previous one, with more items available.

After a round, most of the medicinal herbs he needed were gathered.

Only the Barbarian Elephant Divine Skill side, just missing the last two core herbs, could complete the Secret Medicine.

“Companion Spirit Grass beside a Grade Two Fire Attribute Demon Beast, and Withered Ganoderma…”

Jiang Shi walked, scanning around.

Suddenly, his steps paused slightly, stopping before a stall, eyes brightening.

Lucky!

He found Withered Ganoderma!

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