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Chapter 64

~6 min read 1,028 words

In the very center stood a middle-aged beggar.

This beggar was quite burly, his clothes covered in patches, holding a green jade bamboo staff in his hand, with a large vermilion gourd strapped to his back.

He walked along, drinking wine as he went.

There is no greater satisfaction in life than this.

It was none other than the Beggar Sect’s Vice Sect Master, the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar, Hong Hong Hong Marvelous technique.

"Amitabha!"

Almost simultaneously, a Buddhist chant rang out.

A monk was seen approaching from the south.

This man wore a yellow robe and walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger.

Though he appeared compassionate, he exuded even more majesty.

One could tell at a glance he was born into wealth.

"It's the Southern Emperor, Duan Duan Zhixing!"

"The Dali One-Finger Art is world-renowned; I hear Duan Duan Zhixing has also been bitterly cultivating the supreme Dali art, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword!"

"This time, we're in for a good show!"

"Eh? Why hasn't Huang Huang Yaoshi of Peach Blossom Island appeared yet?"

"You don't know? Huang Huang Yaoshi took on a disciple named Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao Mochen, known as the Mad Sword Immortal!"

"This man slaughtered a Green Dragon with one sword and beheaded the Western Poison with another!"

"I fear Peach Blossom Island will be represented by him!"

"Then where is he?"

"Experts always appear at the very last moment. Even the people from the Quanzhen Sect haven't arrived yet, so what's the rush?"

The crowd discussed it fervently.

Just then, another exclamation rang out: "The Five Mountains Sword Sects have arrived, and the Quanzhen Sect is here too!"

"Good heavens, the Quanzhen Sect's momentum is truly grand!"

"That is the Central Divine Wang Wang Chongyang; his presence is as imposing as ever!"

"That is the Alliance Master of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Zuo Zuo Lengchan, along with Mo Da of the Hengshan Sect and the Gentleman Sword of the Huashan Sect!"

"Good heavens, I never expected to see all these people, who are usually so hard to catch a glimpse of, here today!"

The heroes discussed it in a hubbub, even clearing a path.

This Huashan Sword Assembly was the home turf for these powerhouses.

Just then, another voice rang out:

"Sun Moon Divine Sect, eternal and everlasting; Sect Master Dongfang, unifying the Jianghu."

Following this came the sound of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

"Sun Moon Divine Sect, eternal and everlasting; Sect Master Dongfang, unifying the Jianghu."

These voices converged, deafening and resounding through the heavens and earth.

The crowd looked over to see a group of Sun Moon Divine Sect disciples marching forward.

In the very center was a massive sedan chair.

Sitting on the chair was a man in red robes, with a peerless beauty lying beside him.

"It's the Sun Moon Divine Sect Master, Dongfang Bubai!"

"I never expected him to come!"

The crowd was shocked.

"What a Demon Sect Master, to actually dare appear at Huashan!"

"Could it be that you want to incite a war between the righteous and the demonic?"

Zuo Zuo Lengchan and the others from the Five Mountains Sword Sects grew tense instantly.

The Five Mountains Sword Sects and the Sun Moon Divine Sect were mortal enemies.

However, Dongfang Bubai did not even glance at them, looking instead at Wang Wang Chongyang.

"Over ten years ago, the Huashan Sword Assembly determined the Five Greats."

"Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Central Divine—truly household names!"

"I missed that grand occasion back then, so I have come specifically to seek guidance this time!"

"I wonder if you gentlemen are willing to oblige?"

Dongfang Bubai sat up.

Although the voice was soft, it carried an undeniable dominance.

"The Huashan Sword Assembly is not a gathering for us Five Greats alone!"

"Anyone in the world may participate!"

"But first, you must ascend to the summit from these cliffs!"

Wang Wang Chongyang pointed toward the peak.

To ascend to the summit from a nearly ninety-degree vertical slope requires not only profound internal energy but also superb lightness skills.

This alone would screen out the majority of people.

This was also the reason why it was held at the summit of Huashan every time.

"Hmph!"

"You are as long-winded as ever. If you want to win the top spot of the Huashan Sword Assembly,"

"then we shall meet at the summit of Huashan!"

A cold, clear female voice rang out.

The next moment, a red shadow swept out.

The sheer cliffs were like flat ground before her.

Following closely behind her were two other women.

Both were dressed in white, like fairies.

Yet, one was an icy fairy, the other possessed a heroic spirit.

"Senior Brother, it's Lin Lin Lin Chaoying!"

Zhou Zhou Botong shouted.

He recognized the newcomer's identity at a glance.

"I didn't expect her to come either!"

Wang Wang Chongyang gave a bitter smile.

But then, he was seen stepping on the Seven Stars, following closely behind.

"Let's go too!"

Zhou Zhou Botong’s figure was like a nimble ape; with a light tap of his feet, he had already caught up to Wang Wang Chongyang.

Zuo Zuo Lengchan and the others, seeing this, also employed their lightness skills to follow.

"Hua Hua Manlou, such a grand event."

"How could we miss it? Let's go!"

Lu Lu Xiaofeng shouted and immediately followed.

He loved joining in the excitement most of all.

As one powerhouse after another ascended to the summit of Huashan,

the martial artists all began to display their unique skills, heading toward the summit.

In an instant, the place was filled with people climbing, making it exceptionally lively.

However, with so many people, problems arose.

The summit of Huashan towered into the clouds.

Most people simply lacked the ability to reach the top in one breath.

Those with good lightness skills could find a place to rest.

Those with poor skills couldn't even find a place to borrow leverage.

To seize a spot, they began to fight.

In an instant, screams were heard incessantly.

Moreover, the higher one went, the fiercer the howling winds became.

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