The autumn wind is bleak and cold rain falls in the south of the Yangtze River.
The four major families, the Wang family.
"You said, that kid Ruoxu wants me to go to Demon City?" In an inconspicuous thatched cottage beside the pond, an old man with white hair and beard said quietly with his eyes closed.
"Yes... yes." A middle-aged man behind the old man replied respectfully. His legs trembled slightly when he spoke, and he seemed to be very afraid of the old man in front of him.
"You really think you are the head of the Wang family." The old man said calmly.
"I dare not." The middle-aged man lowered his head quickly.
"Is there anything in Demon City worth my visit?" the old man suddenly asked.
"Brother said that the Immortal Book is in Demon City right now." The middle-aged man replied.
"Waste. You're still thinking about the Immortal Book." The old man suddenly opened his eyes and cursed, "Only waste would think of relying on this secret book to ascend to heaven overnight. This is simply a trap set by Shanglin Palace, but these wastes are all rushing to jump into it."
"Then? Not going?" The middle-aged man felt relieved.
"No." The old man shook his head, "I'll go."
The middle-aged man was stunned: "Is uncle really going?"
"People living in this world always have some pursuits, for example Wang Ruoxu, he used to be just an incompetent little son, but later he won the position of family head, and now he wants to compete for the overlord of the martial arts world. What about me, who has been sitting by this lake for many years, what do you think I am seeking?" asked the old man.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "Nephew, I don't know."
"It's not that you don't know, it's that you don't dare to say it." The old man said in a deep voice, "I want to be the best in the world."
The middle-aged man knelt down hurriedly and said, "There are not many people in the world who can surpass my uncle now!"
"I haven't won many, but I have won some." The old man laughed, "In the Tianwu list back then, I was ranked fourth. Nan Yulou, who was ranked third, died when he climbed Mount Weilong. The whereabouts of the second-ranked Divine Officer Xue is unknown. The first-ranked Ning Qingcheng has not come out of retreat until today. There are also those masters who refused to enter the Tianwu list, Daojun, Rusheng, Bai Jile, Xie Kanhua, Mo Wen, Jimo Huaxue. Who can say that I can definitely win over them?"
"Uncle, what you mean is..." the middle-aged man asked in panic.
"I don't want immortal books or anything like that. Don't ask me to kill someone for Ruoxu. Then I will climb Weilong Mountain and kill Bai Jile and Ning Qingcheng for him. I want to be the best in the world. As for the overlord of the martial arts world, let him do it." The old man suddenly stretched out a hand towards the pond and gently lifted it forward.
A bright red spear appeared there.
"Dragon... Dragon Shadow." The middle-aged man said in horror, "Isn't it broken?"
"It was cut off back then, but I used this pond to nourish it and spent a full ten years to restore it to its original state." After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly shook his head and said, "No, it is stronger than before. It's a pity that Su Han is dead, otherwise I would have fought with him and it would have been a real pleasure."
The middle-aged man bowed his head and said, "Then please ask uncle to shoot!" The middle-aged man knew very well that the reason why the Wang family was the leader among the four major families was not because the current head of the family, Wang Ruoxu, was so strong. In terms of martial arts alone, the unfathomable head of the Dongfang family was more terrifying. It was because the Wang family now had a gun saint who was ranked fourth on the Tianwu list. Now that the gun saint had taken action, the victory in the Demon City would definitely be their Wang family.
"I hope Mo Wen won't let me down too much." The old man grasped the spear and swung it gently. A dragon-like roar came from the tip of the spear.
Jimo Sword City.
Jimo Huaxue woke up from her sleep, and the sword servant beside her hurriedly reported the latest news. Jimo Sword City is located in a remote area, and the news is always received a few days late.
"What?" Jimo Huaxue sat up, looking surprised. "Shanglin Tiangong led the four major families and Dazefu to besiege Demon City? Why?"
"It is said that Miss Nangong is a remnant of the Demon Sect. She and Master Su carry the Demon Sect's skills and want to work together with Demon City to revive the Demon Sect." The sword servant replied.
"It's ridiculous, they are just two children." Jimo Huaxue said angrily, "No, I have to go."
"But City Lord, if you go, you will be declaring war on Shanglin Palace." The sword servant said worriedly, "Although our exchanges with Shanglin Palace have become less frequent since the death of the old city lord, we were once allies after all..."
"Were they an alliance? Then why is the Weilong Alliance hiding from us this time?" Jimo Huaxue sneered, "Bai Jile, the Hand of the Heavenly Palace, why don't I not go to the Demon City, I will go straight to Weilong Mountain."
"City Lord, you can't do that." The sword servant said anxiously, fearing that the impulsive city lord would do something terrible again.
"Just kidding, I have a whole city of people behind me, I know what to do." Jimo Huaxue picked up the sword beside him, "Let's go to the Demon City."
In the Demon City, Mo Wen smiled and asked Ye Huo beside him: "Ahuo, do you think that person will come this time?"
Ye Huo shook his head and said, "I won't come. Jimo Sword City will not tear its face with Shanglin Palace. The Lord of Jimo City is an impulsive person, but he is definitely not stupid."
"Yes, he wouldn't come for me. To her, I am just a friend. If it was Nan Yulou who was here, I'm afraid she would have already picked up her sword and killed the people outside." Mo Wen lowered his head and smiled, "But Nangong Xier is Nan Yulou's most beloved little sister. Nan Yulou died for this little sister."
"Then she will come." Ye Huo suddenly said.
Mo Wen turned around and looked at Ye Huo. Ye Huo still said with an expressionless face: "As long as it is related to Nanyu Tower, she will go there and would rather die than look back."
"You seem to know her better than I do." Mo Wen said with a wry smile.
"I've been influenced by her since I saw and heard her. You talk about it every day. Even though I have never met the City Lord of Jimo, I feel like I have known her for many years." Ye Huo rarely showed a helpless look.
Mo Wen suddenly patted Ye Huo on the shoulder and said, "You will definitely be able to see her this time! If you see her, you will know why I have always mentioned her to you over the years. And as long as she comes, I firmly believe that as long as the two of us join forces, no one in the world of martial arts can stop us. Those people outside the city are not worth mentioning."
Ye Huo frowned and said, "I thought you, the City Lord, didn't care about those people outside the city."
"You are too confident. If the four major families and Shanglin Palace were so easy to deal with, wouldn't the number one in the world belong to our Demon City long ago? Now outside the city, the most powerful person has the surname Dongfang, and he is my good friend." Mo Wen shrugged, "It's difficult to deal with him alone. And those stronger people behind them, do you think they will take action?"
Ye Huo did not answer, and Mo Wen continued to speak: "Yes. Because this time there is a chance to stir up the entire martial arts world and return to chaos, and chaos can allow some people to gain the greatest benefits!"