"Young Master, a young man in blue, I come to the fragrant apricot garden in the south of the Yangtze River." Xie Xing stroked his eyebrows with a smile, "They are just some simple poems. It's fine for outsiders to call me that, but Patriarch Wang, please just call me by my name, Xie Xing."
Wang Ruoxu stretched out his hand and knocked a piece of broken cup on the table towards Xie Xing, but Xie Xing didn't even blink, his expression was calm, he put two fingers in front of him and clamped the broken cup.
"Deputy Commander Wen, you want to interfere in the affairs of my four major families?" Wang Ruoxu said in a deep voice.
Wen Xi shook her head: "Once we enter this tent, it's not just a matter for the four major families."
Xie Xing bowed to Wang Ruoxu and said, "Xie Xing of the Xie family greets Patriarch Wang. My Patriarch is ill and cannot come. I am here on behalf of the Xie family."
"You should have been locked up in the dungeon of my Wang family." Wang Ruoxu said.
"That day, the people from the Wang family said that I was practicing the magic martial arts and wanted to take me away by force, but it was only because I defeated your Wang family disciples. Well, since the head of the Wang family said that I was practicing the magic martial arts, and the heads of the other two families are here too, we might as well try it out here. If I didn't practice the magic martial arts, then, head of the Wang family, are you willing to bear the crime of slandering the young master of the Xie family?" Xie Xing said with a smile.
"Master Wang." Mr. Long suddenly spoke.
Wang Ruoxu turned around and said, "Master Long, please speak."
"Can you put aside the grudges between you for now? After things here are dealt with, you can solve it on your own, or you can seek the judgment of our Shanglin Tiangong." Mr. Long looked at Wang Ruoxu. Wang Ruoxu's pupils shrank slightly, and finally nodded.
"Then, only the Tianshu Hall is left?" Dongfang Yunwo said.
"We're at the Heavenly Book Hall." A slightly tired voice came from outside.
Mr. Long called out in a clear voice: "Master Mu."
Mu Xi, the head of the Heavenly Book Hall, pushed a wheelchair into the tent. His face was full of fatigue and his shoulders were drooping. Unlike the other people in the tent, he had a heavy air of tiredness. He nodded at Mr. Long and said, "Master Long, all the family heads, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Xie Xing looked around and suddenly said, "Why is Tian Xiao Yunjing the only one missing from Daze Mansion?" Although the fact that Tianshu Hall and Tianshui Villa intended to support Tian Xiao Yunjing, the second in command, to seize the throne but was defeated by Feng Yuhan, was not openly spread in the martial arts world, Xie Xing, as the young master of the Xie family, could not be unaware of this matter. He deliberately mentioned Tian Xiao Yunjing at this time, which seemed to be an intentional mockery of the other two families in Daze Mansion.
Liu Duo sneered and said, "Then I'm afraid I'll have to ask your Xie family. After all, Third Young Master Xie has a close relationship with Young Master Feng, and he is now also a guest of honor in Tian Xiao Yunjing."
Xie Xing raised his eyebrows: "My third brother is studying at the Imperial Academy now. In principle, he now represents the Imperial Academy."
"Report, a group of people are approaching us." Outside the tent, a masked disciple from Qianji Academy reported.
"Who are they? How many people?" Wen Xi asked.
"There are about thirty people, all wearing light armor and carrying long swords. Among them is a carriage with a flag on it with the word "wind" written on it." The disciple of Qianji Academy replied.
Wen Xi was stunned: "The Feng family of Tianxiaoyunjing? Is it Feng Yuhan who came?"
"We don't know who is in the carriage yet. The driver is two young men, one with a burly build and a long sword, the other with a handsome appearance and a fan." said the disciple of Qianji Academy.
"The young master of the Feng family, Feng Zuojun, and—" Wen Xi glanced at Xie Xing.
Xie Xing said with some pride: "My third brother, Xie Yuling."
"Is Tian Xiao Yunjing coming to join us?" Wen Xi asked in confusion.
"Report!" Another Qianji Academy disciple rushed to the outside of the tent, "The group of people has set up camp three miles away from us!"
"Hahahahaha." Xie Xing laughed loudly, "Interesting, interesting."
"Go check it out again." Wen Xi said in a deep voice.
Three miles away, Feng Zuojun climbed onto the roof of the carriage and stood there, gazing at the city in the distance. He said with some longing, "The best swordsman in the world lives in that city. The Demon City Lord has been chopped into pieces by thousands of swords. Even my father has to admit that his swordsmanship is far inferior to his."
"Junior Brother Su and Senior Sister Nangong are also among them now." Xie Yuling said lightly.
"Now the two major sects of Daze Mansion, plus the four major families and Shanglin Tiangong, can be regarded as seven major sects surrounding the Demon City. It is not complicated for us to rescue Junior Brother Su and Senior Sister Nangong. We just need to break through the siege of the seven major sects, then defeat the Demon City, rescue Senior Sister and the others, and then defeat the seven major sects and take them away." Feng Zuojun touched the hilt of the knife at his waist, "That's it."
"It's really not that complicated. All we need is for the two of us to become number one in the world, and we can probably do it." Xie Yuling sneered.
"How did you learn to joke? But there can only be one person number one in the world. How about this, I'll be number one and you'll be number two, is that okay?" Feng Zuojun asked.
"Why do you take it seriously?" Xie Yuling was helpless.
"This has always been my direction." Feng Zuojun shrugged, "I want to be the best in the academy, and naturally I want to be the best in the world. Don't you want that? You just want to bring your sister back from the Wang family? You have to think about it. If you are not the strongest one, then your sister may still be taken away by someone—"
"Shut up." Xie Yuling cursed. Whenever he mentioned his sister, Xie Yuling's face would become unusually gloomy.
Feng Zuojun curled his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said, "So, what should we do next?"
Xie Yuling frowned slightly: "Our only chance is to take advantage of the chaos between the seven major sects and the Demon City."
"I don't like taking advantage of others' misfortunes." Feng Zuojun replied.
"The camps of the seven major sects are right there. Please go and kill them all without leaving a single survivor." Xie Yuling waved his hand towards the front.
"Then I'd better take advantage of the opportunity." Feng Zuojun scratched his head.
"With the strength of Demon City, it cannot withstand so many masters, but Demon City is originally a military city, easy to defend but difficult to attack. If they insist on not leaving the city, they can waste a lot of time with these people outside. During this time, there is only one thing we can do." Xie Yuling leaped and landed behind Feng Zuojun.
"You mean—" Feng Zuojun narrowed his eyes, "become stronger?"
“When we left the academy, we were still one step away from the Qiu Shui Realm. But after meeting the Confucian Sage that day, our skills improved by leaps and bounds. On the way to Demon City this time, we have both reached the Fu Yao Realm. So, on the day when Demon City is destroyed, we must reach the Tian Ya Realm.” Xie Yuling suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand and smashed it down on Feng Zuojun’s head.
Feng Zuojun swung his sword and said with a smile: "The End of the World is the End of the World, what's the difficulty?"