Chapter 41: Various Parties Coming to Korea

"Ping—"

Nan Yuxin angrily smashed the green jade vase on the ground, while the maidservant beside her was extremely anxious and quickly tried to persuade her.

"Why does he treat me so harshly?"

"I didn't mean to cause trouble for him. I was just curious about him!"

"Really, he doesn't know how to cherish and protect a delicate and lovely woman!"

Nan Yuxin sat on the chair, fuming, and the maidservants looked at each other in surprise. The young master?

As the maidservants of the Zhen Guo Mansion, they had also heard of the name of the young master. They never expected that their young lady would actually go to find the young master and return with such a bad temper.

Did that young master not know the identity of the young lady?

The maidservants secretly wondered. Even the disciples of the three major sects within the Qianyue Kingdom did not dare to act arrogantly in front of Nan Yuxin, as her father, Nan Meng, was a transcendent figure in the Tui Fan Realm.

The two words "Tui Fan" were enough to explain everything!

"Who has made my precious daughter so angry?"

Just then, a hearty laughter filled with vigor came from outside, followed by a burly middle-aged man striding in. He was nearly two meters tall, with a sturdy build that made his black brocade robe bulge. His face was not fierce, but his thick eyebrows and large eyes revealed a chilling coldness.

He was none other than Nan Meng, the first strongman of the Qianyue Kingdom.

"Dad..." Nan Yuxin pouted and called out.

"Tell me, who has the ability to provoke you?" Nan Meng laughed heartily, but Nan Yuxin always felt that there was more to his words.

She couldn't help but snort, "It's none other than that young master, who didn't give me any face at all."

"The young master?"

Nan Meng's brows furrowed, realizing that the name of the young master had already spread to the court.

During the morning court today, Qin Yu actually boldly recommended Guan Yu and claimed that Guan Yu was no weaker than Nan Meng, which made him secretly annoyed and also took note of the young master and Guan Yu.

"Yes, I was curious and went to find him, wanting to have a friendly exchange, but..." Nan Yuxin hesitated with the rest of her words, finding it embarrassing. There were so many onlookers at the time.

But she didn't blame Qin Jun, because their brief exchange made her realize that she was really no match for him. It was just that Qin Jun's attitude was too cold, which made her very annoyed.

"Did you happen to see the bearded man under the young master?" Nan Meng asked casually.

As the showdown between the two kingdoms approached, although he was confident in winning one round, the other two rounds were still uncertain. This time, the Canglan Kingdom unexpectedly sent two transcendent figures, causing a stir in the court and making the emperor worry.

Only those in high positions knew how important the two showdowns were, because each showdown involved resources. The losing side not only had to compensate with resources but would also be at a disadvantage in the subsequent negotiations.

"I didn't see him, only the young master." Nan Yuxin shook her head. She paused for a moment and then gritted her teeth, "That guy is so mysterious, he actually wore a veil and refused to show his true face."

Nan Meng's brows furrowed even deeper. It seemed that this young master had other intentions.

...

At the city gate.

Chang Qianqian skipped ahead, followed by the Grand Elder Xu Hai of the Xuanling Sect, as well as disciples such as Chang Hao, Zhuo Junjie, and Zhong Ling. The entire group consisted of about twenty people, and the distinctive clothing of the Xuanling Sect made the people and cultivators along the way make way for them.

"The Xuanling Sect is here too!"

"The Purple Light Sect just arrived in the morning, and now only the Fenshan Valley is left."

"Tsk tsk, the Purple Light Sect and the Xuanling Sect have never been on good terms. Maybe they will have a conflict."

"Have you noticed that even some major sects of the Canglan Kingdom have sent people?"

"The showdown happens once every five years. The last time it was held in the Canglan Kingdom, it's like the capital only holds it once every ten years. We are fortunate to witness it."

"I really want to see Qin Jun as soon as possible."

Chang Qianqian turned around and smiled at everyone, except for Chang Hao, whose face was a bit gloomy, the rest of them all smiled.

The disciples who came to the capital this time were basically one generation older than Chang Qianqian, so everyone wouldn't be jealous.

Zhuo Junjie tightened the long sword at his waist and said calmly, "I will challenge him again! This time, I won't be careless!"

Zhong Ling looked at Zhuo Junjie, who had already recovered from his low point, with a look of relief on her face.

The group chatted and laughed as they moved forward. After turning a few streets, they encountered a group of elegant and purple-clad cultivators, who were none other than the Purple Light Sect, one of the three major sects.

"Hey, isn't this Zhuo Junjie? I heard that you were defeated by an outsider in the Xuanling Sect?"

The speaker was a handsome young man who waved a feather fan. His peak Foundation Realm aura was unmistakable, causing the cultivators on both sides of the street to feel nervous.

"Lu Xuanfeng, don't pick a fight!" Zhong Ling said in a deep voice. This feather fan young man was Lu Xuanfeng, the number one genius of the Purple Light Sect, second only to Zhuo Junjie within the Qianyue Kingdom. They were both leading figures among the younger generation of their respective sects.

Xu Hai snorted coldly, but as an elder, he couldn't interfere in the competition between juniors, otherwise it would be embarrassing if it spread.

"No matter who defeats me, I can defeat you, the defeated underling," Zhuo Junjie stared at Lu Xuanfeng with a disdainful smile, earning applause from his fellow disciples behind him.

The surrounding cultivators couldn't help but sigh. He truly deserved to be the number one genius of the kingdom. His words were full of dominance!

Lu Xuanfeng's face also looked unsightly. He snorted, "I will defeat you, but before that, I will challenge the most famous young master in the capital!"

The young master?

Zhuo Junjie and the others looked puzzled, while Chang Qianqian blinked her big eyes, full of curiosity. Just hearing this name made it clear that this person was not simple.

Lú Xuánfēng lightly waved his feather fan and turned around with a smile, saying, "Zhuó Jùnjié, no matter how strong you are, there are limits. Compared to Lord Jūn's abilities, you still have a long way to go!"

With that, he led the disciples of the Purple Light Sect and left.

His words made Zhuó Jùnjié's face darken, and the surrounding cultivators also thought it was reasonable.

Lord Jūn himself had impressive cultivation, and he could even subdue super strong individuals. Under his command was a genius with a holy spirit root. In the future, he would definitely become a formidable figure. Compared to him, Zhuó Jùnjié was just someone with strong natural talent. Whether he could become the sect master of the Xuanling Sect was still a question, especially since Cháng Tiānyòu was far from abdicating.

The people of the Xuanling Sect looked at each other, but they all remembered the name Lord Jūn.

...

At the Luòyá Inn.

"Knock knock!"

Qín Jūn, who was practicing, was suddenly interrupted by the sound of knocking. He asked, "Who is it?"

"I am Yóu Fènghuáng, hoping that Lord Jūn will grace me with a meeting."

A silver-bell-like voice came from outside the door, indicating that it was a beautiful woman.

Qín Jūn pondered silently. He had never heard of Yóu Fènghuáng, but he wasn't afraid either, as the Hellhound was lying nearby, dozing off.

"Come in."

"Thank you for agreeing, Lord."

As the voice fell, the door was pushed open, revealing one of the mysterious guests that the Luòyá Inn couldn't afford to offend—a woman in a green dress.