Chapter 153: Zhanlu Blade

Is this really the Eighth Imperial Prince who has no martial Dao true energy within his body?

Or perhaps, is it actually some hidden martial arts grandmaster behind him who has taken action?

Hu Rui'an's expression fluctuated for a moment, his mood unsettled, and he had long completely ignored Li Musheng's teasing words from earlier.

At this moment, he only stared continuously at the Li Musheng before him, as if wanting to discern some clue from the other's person.

Facing Hu Rui'an's burning gaze, Li Musheng did not pay attention, but instead turned to look at Shen Liancheng.

At this moment, he finally understood the relationship between the several people present; in general, Hu Rui'an had secretly and quietly arranged a tryst with the wife of the Zhuangzhu of the Zhanlu Villa right before him, and was then caught red-handed by the other party.

Now, with a patch of green grass atop Shen Liancheng's head, naturally he could not let this matter end peacefully.

However, this had nothing to do with Li Musheng; after all, it was Hu Rui'an who stole another man's wife, not him who did this deed.

Thinking this, Li Musheng gazed at the Shen Liancheng opposite and spoke calmly:

"Zhuangzhu Shen, I am a person who always speaks reason. You and the Tianxia Alliance secretly conspired to poison our group; do you intend to atone for this crime here with your death, or shall I personally take your life?"

Upon hearing these words, the entire room instantly fell silent, so quiet that the sound of a needle dropping could be heard.

Shen Liancheng stared at the Li Musheng standing before the bed, still unable to make up his mind for a moment regarding whether the other party truly possessed a terrifying cultivation level capable of matching him.

However, although he could not determine it, naturally he could not be the slightest bit careless because of this.

Shen Liancheng remained fully alert and vigilant, locking onto Li Musheng, treating him as a true great enemy, while the surging martial Dao true energy within his body quietly circulated.

Along with this, the true energy of heaven and earth in the surroundings, under his control, continuously gathered from the surrounding world toward the sky above the small courtyard, and in the blink of an eye condensed into a blade shadow wreathed in red light.

And at the same time, a short blade with a bronze deer head inlaid in its scabbard, hanging at Shen Liancheng's waist, emitted a series of humming vibrations.

The short blade and the blade shadow in the sky responded to each other, as if linking and imprisoning the entire heaven and earth of this courtyard; countless blade lights subtly arose within the surrounding air, ringing in unison and poised for action, as if containing the terrifying momentum to cut down everything.

Sensing this scene, whether it was Ruan Zhenhui, Shen Anran, or Hu Rui'an, their expressions all changed.

"Liancheng, this matter is entirely my own fault, unrelated to this young man before us; I am willing to submit to your disposal without any complaint, I only hope you can spare him and my cousin."

Ruan Zhenhui moved from Shen Anran's embrace, hurriedly rushing to Shen Liancheng's side, pleading with a face full of urgency.

To avoid her mother from being injured, Shen Anran naturally hurriedly followed close behind, guarding by her side.

Her gaze turned to the Li Musheng opposite, from the other party's silent appearance on the roof earlier, to the other party blocking her father's strike afterwards.

She could almost determine that the other party's martial Dao strength must be extremely powerful, the strongest she had ever seen in her life.

These past few days, the Zhanlu Villa, for the sake of her marriage, had held a martial arts competition to seek a husband for her publicly; she had already seen countless young talents from the Jianghu.

Furthermore, she had some reputation in the Jianghu before, and had once accompanied Shen Liancheng to visit top Jianghu sects such as the Falling Spirit Peak and the Tianxia Alliance.

She had seen many young people called martial Dao geniuses, but compared to the Li Musheng before her, those people were inferior by an unknown amount, completely incomparable.

To speak honestly, if the situation were not as it is now, she would certainly greatly appreciate the other party.

And even under these circumstances, a feeling of appreciating talent arose in her heart; if possible, she did not wish to see the other party, at such a young age, lose his life at the hands of her father.

After all, as one who cultivates the "Zhanlu Blade Art," she was far too clear about the terror of the blade technique Shen Liancheng was currently wielding.

"When the deer is lost, the world chases it together; only the victor obtains the deer and cuts it down."

And the Shen family's Zhanlu Blade and Zhanlu Blade Method both originated from this.

A hundred years ago, the Zhanlu Blade shook the world, forged by the last "Heavenly Artisan" artificer of the Great Qi.

On the day the blade was completed, strange phenomena descended from the heavens; even some in the Jianghu believed the Zhanlu Blade could enter the World's Weapon Rankings, becoming the twenty-fourth weapon on the list.

It was just that later, with the destruction of the Great Qi, in a terrifying battle that shook heaven and earth, the Zhanlu Blade was damaged, losing its true power.

Finally, it fell into the hands of Shen Anran's grandfather, who possessed astonishing and brilliant martial Dao talent, and now has been passed into Shen Liancheng's hands.

However, although the Zhanlu Blade was damaged and lost the opportunity to ascend to the World's Weapon Rankings, it is still a divine weapon worthy of the name.

Especially when combined with the Zhanlu Blade Art, it can still exert extremely powerful might.

Therefore, in Shen Anran's view, even if Li Musheng's martial Dao cultivation level is truly not much different from Shen Liancheng's, under the circumstance of her father wielding the Zhanlu Blade, the other party is absolutely no match for him.

Shen Anran lightly bit her lip, gazing at Li Musheng; she wanted to help her mother plead with Shen Liancheng.

Thinking that this matter might turn conflict into peace, after all, from Li Musheng's previous words, it seemed both Hu Rui'an and her father were at fault; if they could let go of the grudge, perhaps tonight's matter could be resolved peacefully.

And at this moment, Hu Rui'an, seeing Shen Liancheng use such a move, was also startled in his heart.

To speak honestly, even in his prime, under the circumstance of Shen Liancheng wielding the Zhanlu Blade, he himself would not be a match for the other party.

He was now uncertain whether Li Musheng, or rather the martial arts grandmaster behind Li Musheng, could truly withstand the current Shen Liancheng?

Thinking of this, Hu Rui'an's heart sank; he was about to speak up and voluntarily take responsibility for all matters, pleading with Shen Liancheng to let Li Musheng go.

But just at this moment, the humming and vibrating short blade at Shen Liancheng's waist, the blade lights covering the sky in the air, and the terrifying red blade shadow hovering above the courtyard, all vanished in an instant.

Shen Liancheng's face changed instantly, and at the same time, an old voice suddenly came from the sky above the entire courtyard:

"Liancheng, do not act."

In the next moment, as a wisp of slight wind brushed past, an old man with white hair appeared in the room at some unknown time.

The old man wore a white robe, had white hair and a youthful face, with two long eyebrows hanging down to his chest, and his eyes contained divine radiance.

His figure showed not the slightest sign of hunching; instead, his waist was straight, standing between Shen Liancheng and Li Musheng like a human mountain.

At this time, the old man reached out and gently stroked his beard, looking at Li Musheng with a smile, seemingly nodding in great satisfaction, and spoke actively:

"This young friend, if the Zhanlu Villa offended you in any way before, please forgive us; would it not be better to let this matter end here?"

(End of this chapter)