Chapter 133: The Jiao Long Appears, Shaking the Martial World

Great Song, Lin'an City.

On the bustling streets, carriages and horses flowed like water, and voices rose in a clamor.

Inside a tavern named "Youjian Inn," the place was packed with distinguished guests, lively and vibrant.

This was one of the favorite gathering spots for martial artists coming from the south and north.

Drinking wine and eating meat, chatting about the heavens and earth, exchanging the latest strange tales and odd news from the Wu Lin.

At this moment, in a private room on the second floor of the inn, several men dressed as martial artists sat around a table, speaking in hushed tones, discussing heatedly.

"Hey, Old Wang, did you hear?" a man with a knife scar on his face said mysteriously.

"Something huge has happened in the Wu Lin recently!"

The burly man called Old Wang took a swig of strong wine and asked curiously, "Oh? What big matter? Did another Men Sect get wiped out?"

"Or did some fool with no eyes provoke the Liushan Sect?"

The scarred man shook his head, his eyes flashing with excitement and disbelief:

"More explosive than those! It's about... the Nine Yin Manual!"

"The Nine Yin Manual?!" Upon hearing this, Old Wang nearly dropped the wine bowl from his hand.

He cried out in shock, "That peerless Wu Gong said in legend to let one dominate the Wu Lin?"

"Wasn't it lost long ago? How has it appeared again?"

"Hehe, you don't know this, do you?" the scarred man said proudly.

"I heard it from a friend who runs ships in the East Sea."

"It is said that the complete Nine Yin Manual is on Taohuadao in the East Sea!"

"Moreover, a few days ago, a earth-shattering great battle took place on Taohuadao over this scripture!"

"Tell us quickly! Tell us quickly!" Several martial artists at the same table, their interest deeply aroused, urged him on.

The scarred man cleared his throat, lowered his voice, but the shock in his tone could not be hidden:

"It is said that at that time, at least eight top experts of Grandmaster level gathered on Taohuadao!"

"Wanting to snatch that Nine Yin Manual!"

"Guess what?"

"What? Did Taohuadao get wiped out?" someone guessed.

"No! No!" the scarred man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Those eight Grandmasters actually... actually were all annihilated!"

"Some died, some were injured, and others were directly captured alive!"

"What?! Eight Grandmasters all annihilated?!" Upon hearing this, everyone sucked in a cold breath, their faces showing disbelief.

Grandmaster experts were a rare existence in the Wu Lin!

Each one was a top figure capable of founding a sect and shaking a region!

Eight Grandmasters joining forces, that power was enough to sweep away any Yiliumen Sect!

Yet... all annihilated?!

What kind of dragon's lair and tiger's den is this Taohuadao?!

"Absolutely true!" the scarred man said solemnly.

353 "Moreover, do you know? Among those eight Grandmasters, there was actually... the Western Poison Ouyang Feng!"

"Hiss—! The Western Poison Ouyang Feng?!" Everyone was stunned by this name again.

That was one of the Five Greats, equal to the Eastern Heretic, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, and the Central Divine!

Famous for decades, his notorious name was loud, his strength unfathomable!

Even he fell at Taohuadao?!

"Correct! It is the Western Poison Ouyang Feng!" the scarred man spoke with certainty.

"It is said he was suppressed by a... a Jiao Long on Taohuadao!"

"Jiao Long?!" Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and doubt.

"Old brother, are you joking? In this world, where is there any Jiao Long?"

"Could it be rumors spreading and exaggerating?"

"Hmph! Believe it or not!" the scarred man snorted coldly, saying somewhat displeased.

"This is news that the Xixia Yipintang side barely managed to spread!"

"It is said that on Taohuadao, a black Jiao Long capable of speaking human language and cultivating Wu Gong is stationed!"

"Its strength is unfathomable; with a turn of the hand it creates clouds, with a flip it creates rain; even a Lianda Sect level expert can be easily suppressed!"

"The Western Poison Ouyang Feng fell into the hands of that Jiao Long!"

"And the Purple Robed Long Wang Dai Dai Qisi, the Southern Murong Southern Murong Fu, the Four Great Villains of Xixia Yipintang, the Four Secret Agents of the Great Ming Shanzhuang..."

"These famous figures in the Wu Lin, before that Jiao Long, were all like earthen chickens and clay dogs, unable to withstand a single blow!"

The scarred man spoke with such vigor, his words vivid and lively.

Listening, the martial artists around were all dumbfounded, their minds stirred.

Some believed it without doubt, thinking the Wu Lin is vast and full of wonders; the appearance of a Jiao Long capable of cultivation is not impossible.

Others still remained doubtful, thinking this was too incredible, fearing someone was deliberately spreading rumors to cause alarm.

But in any case, this news, like it had grown wings, spread rapidly throughout the entire Wu Lin.

Taohuadao!