717 The Descendent of Sword Emperor, Xue Wuye

On the way, Mu Lingxi told Zhang Ruochen that Sword Saint Xuanji had adopted Huang Yanchen as a disciple after he feigned his death.

Zhang Ruochen knows very well that the Master had intended to protect Huang Yanchen in the name of Zhang Ruochen.

As the protege of a sword saint, even if the members of the East Region Saint Mansions were disgruntled at her Heiress identity, no one would dare offend her.

Zhang Ruochen would always be grateful for the Master's kindness.

"Yanchen has come to the Yin and Yang Sect, and so has the Master." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Zhang Ruochen would like to meet the Master. Since the Master helped him a lot, as a disciple, how could Zhang Ruochen not pay him a visit?

The outer gate area of the Yin and Yang Sect was not only a place for outer disciples to practice but was also a place for tens of cities.

A city meant a border trade zone.

Among them, five cities had a long history and covered a vast area filled with abundant Spiritual Qi. The prosperity of these cities was equal to that of a commandery's Yunwu City. As a result, the Yin and Yang Sect dispatched a large number of warriors to empty these five cities for receiving guests.

The Sword Technique Conference was two months away. The five cities had become rather bustling. The busy streets were full of Monks from every powerful force.

Although it was a Sword Technique Conference, aside from the monks of Tao of the sword, there were also a number of other kinds of monks who came to join.

All monks from were placed in Shentai City.

All the sword practitioners were invited to the Sword Technique Conference, including the Martial Market Bank, the Black Market, the demonic sect, the imperial court, and others. Many disputes and hatred had been hovering among these forces. So the Yin and Yang Sect had to send a Saint to manage the five cities, in case a fight would break out.

"Sister Chen and Young Geniuses from the East Region Saint Mansions live in the Lanyu Courier Station."

Suddenly, Mu Lingxi stopped and said, "I...I won't go with you..."

"SWOOSH!"

Mu Lingxi's figure changed into an illusory image, darted into an alley, and disappeared.

"The Lanyu Courier Station."

Zhang Ruochen came forward to the center of the street and cast a glance at the Courier Station on the left. He paused for a moment but decided not to walk in.

"Elderbrother, elderbrother, would you like to have a bowl of tea? I just picked up the Fogged Mountain-peak Tea from the mountains. How about a bowl?"

An inner disciple in blue robe set a tea stall alongside the street and stared at Zhang Ruochen with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen walked over and sat beside a table. He said, "Has an inner disciple set up a stall?

The inner disciple looked about 27 years old and had ebony skin. His cultivation was at the Mid Stage of the Heaven Realm.

He brought a bottle of tea to Zhang Ruochen and said with a smile, "Elderbrother, you're a Saint's disciple. For you, the Sword Technique Conference is just a gathering of influential figures. But for me, a common inner disciple who can't participate in it, the Conference is a great opportunity to earn some Spiritual Crystals."

Zhang Ruochen was dressed in a green robe. It was obvious that he was a Saint's disciple from the Yin and Yang Sect.

The inner disciple paid respect to Zhang Ruochen and did not dare neglect any of him.

"It's said that the Fogged Mountain-peak Tea can enhance a monk's Spiritual Power. It is a very rare tea. How many pieces of Spiritual Crystal?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"I can't accept elder brother's money," answered the inner disciple with a laugh.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and handed a piece of top Spiritual Crystal to him.

Zhang Ruochen continued to drink the tea as he observed the Lanyu Post across the street.

Lanyu Post was magnificent and broad. It had Monks streaming in and out all the time. Among them were many disciples from Saints' powerful families.

"Rumble!"

Slabs on the street shook slightly.

After a moment, a ball of flames rushed from the end of the street bringing a heat wave emitted to all directions.

"GAAA!"

In the flame was an over ten-meter-long Blood-gold Crow, which dragged a gorgeous carriage about the size of a palace. The carriage stopped outside the Lanyu Post.

Blood-gold Crow was a sixth-level junior savage bird that could erupt a fighting strength equal to that of a first-level Half-Saint Class. When it fell outside the Lanyu Post, its aura frightened all surrounding monks in the area.

Zhang Ruochen felt shocked too. He cast his eyes on the carriage, and asked, "Using Blood-gold Crow as a mount? Who is the carriage carrying?"

In the tea shed, the inner disciple was trembling. He held his breath, and said in a low voice, "Elderbrother, let me tell you. The person in that carriage is a big shot."

"Is he going to participate in the Sword Technique Conference?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Yes."

The inner disciple nodded vigorously and added, "Besides, he is bound to be number one in the Sword Technique Conference. No one can compete against him."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Not really. There are some undiscovered talents and geniuses in the Kunlun's Field. How can you tell that he is going to be number one?"

"I wouldn't dare call anyone else number one, except about him. He is the Young City Governor of the Fragrance City and the descendant of Sword Emperor, Xue Wuye." The inner disciple said.

"So it was him." Zhang Ruochen murmured.

The Fragrance City was one of the four Holy Lands for Tao of the sword in the Kunlun's Field.

Eight hundred years ago, the governor of Fragrance City was Xue Hongchen, and he was known as "Sword Emperor" for his incomparable sword technique.

Eight hundred years later, its Young City Governor, Xue Wuye, came on stage with splendid talents nearly equal to Sword Emperor. Xue Wuye was dubbed the first Genius of Tao of the sword in the Kunlun's Field after five hundred years.

Zhang Ruochen had not expected that he would encounter the man before the Sword Technique Conference.

Zhang Ruochen had some expectations for Xue Wuye, wondering whether he would be stronger than the young Sword Emperor or not.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes shifted to the gate of the Lanyu Post.

Huang Yanchen stepped out of the Post. Dressed in a light yellow robe, she had a slim, white neck and long straight royal blue hair. She also had Icing air oozing all over as cold as an iceberg.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shone brightly at the sight of Huang Yanchen. Clearly, she has become thinner only after a few months.

"Yanchen..." Zhang Ruochen called softly with bitterness in his heart.

Had it not been for an imperial edict from Empress Chi Yao, he may have been married with Huang Yanchen. How could there be so many twists and turns?

A lovely girl dressed in white got off from the carriage driven by Blood-gold Crow.

With a bun on her head and a sword on her back, she looked beautiful, about sixteen years old or so.

The girl in white stepped before Huang Yanchen, bowed to her, and said, "Yanchen, my Young City Governor would like to invite you to visit Shentai City."

Huang Yanchen glanced at the girl and said, "I'm not interested."

She then walked to the street with her hands clasped behind and remained indifferent and impersonal to others.

"SWOSH!"

The girl in white had a high cultivation that she only needed to take a step sideways, before flashing in front of Huang Yanchen again. The girl said, "Our Young City Governor invites you with sincerity. If you continue to refuse, I'm afraid Young City Governor will be heartbroken."

Coldness washed over Huang Yanchen's blue eyes. She answered, "Go and tell him. If he dares provoke me once more, don't blame me for my behavior."

In the tea shed.

The inner disciple said, "Elderbrother, how charming Young City Governor of the Fragrance City is! With his talent, background, and good looks, even the proudest and arrogant girl in the world would be unable to resist his charm."

"However, he has suffered setbacks from the same girl three times. I don't know why that Yanchen girl is so unkind."

"Besides, there are so many good-looking girls around Xue Wuye. Why does he even care about her? Strange, it is quite strange."

Not far away, a cold look appeared on the girl's face, and she said, "No girl has turned Young City Governor down three times. Huang Yanchen, please don't embarrass yourself."

"SWOOSH!"

The girl pinched her two fingers into a sword skill. The sword on her back flew out of the sheath, flashed an arc of sword radiance, and struck towards Huang Yanchen.

It was indisputable that Xue Wuye was powerful. Even one of his maids was a top master and had practiced to the realm of the Heart Integrated into Sword.

"I really didn't expect that someone from the Fragrance City could be so unreasonable."

Huang Yanchen did not change her countenance, but her eyes were cold. She pinched two fingers to incant the sword skill, and a Holy Sword was conjured out.

At the same time, dense Holy Qi poured out between her eyebrows and flowed around her tender body, forming a domain of Holy Qi.

"Stop."

A young man's magnetic voice rose in the carriage, "Ningxin, who told you that you could be rude to Yanchen? Apologize to her immediately."

"Young City Governor..."

The girl in white stared at Huang Yanchen coldly, unwilling to make an apology.

"If you refuse to be obedient, you don't need to follow me anymore." The icy voice arose again.

The girl in white had a look of uncertainty after she realized that Young City Governor got angry. She hurriedly came up and bowed to Huang Yanchen, saying, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have offended you just now. Please forgive me."

"Hum!"

Huang Yanchen snorted and retracted the sword. She turned around and left, vanishing to the crowds on the street.

In the carriage, a handsome young man was sitting on the white fox-fur carpet, holding a colored glazed wineglass to taste the wine.

On his left and right sides stood four beauties. All of them had a cultivation of the Fish-Dragon Realm. Moreover, two of them even possessed the cultivation of the Ninth Change in the Fish-dragon Realm.

The girl in white was named Ningxin. She was only qualified to stand at the end of the left side.

On the left, a swordsman maidservant standing closest to Xue Wuye with a jade Xiao in hand grinned and said, "Young City Governor, why do you even bother courting a rebuff, is it to invite the disciple of the Sword Saint Xuanji?"

Xue Wuye replied with a faint smile, "Not only is she the disciple of predecessor Xuan Ji, but she also has other identities. Anyway, I have a plan... Are you jealous of her?"

"You should bear in mind that I don't like jealous girls. If any of you can't stand my gallantry to other girls, you better leave so you won't be heartbroken."

Xue Wuye looked at the eight swordsman maidservants, only to find that they were still standing there, unwilling to leave.

He heaved a sigh of disappointment.

Later, Blood-gold Crow pulled the carriage and left the Lanyu Post.

"Junior fellow apprentice, the tea was good."

Zhang Ruochen stood up, walked out of the tea shed and ran after Huang Yanchen.