Chapter 30: The Greatest Problem of Nisheng San Chong

“Qing! Qing!!” Zhu Ge Bai, wearing a hat and looking like a soft little boy, hurriedly arrived before Zhu Ge Qing and asked: “Have Itachi heard the information about Zhang Luofu? Can Itachi beat him?”

Seeing Zhu Ge Bai’s worried expression, Zhu Ge Qing laughed heartily, reached out, and patted Zhu Ge Bai’s head. “Relax, Bai. Didn’t Itachi hear? This Luofu has only been a Yiren for just over two months. Even if his innate ability is truly troublesome, our Wuhou Sect’s heritage is no less formidable!!”

While comforting his younger brother with words, Zhu Ge Qing’s gaze toward Luofu carried deep caution.

Right now, in broad daylight, Zhu Ge Qing couldn’t enter his inner landscape to divine Luofu’s condition. Yet, deep within, as a Shu Shi, he could sense that on this Longhu Mountain Luotian Da Jiao, the greatest wildcard—and his own greatest enemy—would undoubtedly be this sudden emergence, Zhang Luofu!!

Not just the Wuhou Sect.

Huo De Sect, Chu Ma Xian, Wudang, Tianxia Hui, Shu Zi Men, Tang Men, Baiyun Guan, Qiuzhen Hui… nearly all the major forces in the Yiren world had set Zhang Luofu as their next focal point.

One reason: San Yi Men had vanished too long! Nearly a century, over a hundred years. Once the orthodox sect of Xuanmen, it had inexplicably disappeared, drawing intense attention.

Fortunately, the affair of the Thirty-Six Thieves quickly erupted into a frenzy, becoming the entire Yiren world’s main focus.

San Yi Men’s disappearance was thus buried beneath the chaos of the Jia Shen Incident. Everyone knew only that Lu Jin and the other San Yi Men disciples had sought revenge for Zuo Ruitong—and perished entirely, save Lu Jin. But very few knew that, on his deathbed, Zuo Ruitong had uncovered the greatest flaw of Nisheng San Chong.

Even though San Yi Men’s greatness had been fleeting as a Tanhua , Zuo Ruitong’s own power, combined with the mystery of San Yi Men’s disappearance and the strength Lu Jin displayed through Nisheng San Chong, still left countless people with intense curiosity about San Yi Men.

And now, someone had appeared, shouldering the banner of San Yi Men!!

In just over two months, he had risen from an ordinary person with no Qi at all to a Xiantian Yiren, powerful and wielding a dazzling array of techniques.

Not only had Lu Jin regarded him as the hope for rebuilding San Yi Men, he had even become a nominal disciple of Zhang Zhiwei, the Old Heavenly Master, and Tian Jinzong.

This series of changes had, in a short time, made Zhang Luofu the central topic of discussion—even surpassing Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Luofu naturally sensed this. But in his view, the reason this spread so quickly was not merely the Yiren world’s curiosity about him, but more crucially, someone was stoking the flames. And if he wasn’t mistaken, that person was definitely Zhang Chulan!!

Because Luofu had noticed Zhang Chulan—not once—actively leaking his information whenever others recognized his identity and grew curious about his Qi Ti Yuanliu.

The key point: Zhang Luofu had once been his neighbor, and as children, they had been close playmates. And Zhang Chulan had casually reminded Yirens that Luofu and he were good friends.

Zhang Chulan clearly intended to divert some of the allure of Qi Ti Yuanliu onto himself!!

Luofu, however, welcomed this outcome.

After acquiring Nisheng San Chong, his system within the One World had essentially been constructed.

Taking Xiantian Qi as the core, cultivating Nisheng San Chong to revert Hou Tian back to Xiantian—this was the Dao. Along the way, the powers of the Uchiha Luofu from the Ninja World and the Demon Slayer Luofu were merely Fa and Shu.

Sharing both their everything, Luofu’s life essence instantly transformed from a barren wasteland into a fertile mountain range.

All he needed to do now was excavate the treasures within his own life essence.

Undoubtedly, combat was the most effective way to validate everything he possessed.

Whether carrying the banner of San Yi Men or letting Zhang Chulan pin the blame on him, both were merely Luofu’s methods to draw attention, attract more opponents, and validate himself.

Zhang Chulan thought his actions were “let the other guy die, not me,” but in truth, he was precisely falling into Luofu’s calculations.

Soon, the Yirens participating in the Luotian Da Jiao gathered at the back mountain.

The next day, the Luotian Da Jiao officially opened.

Unlike the secular world, the Old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, as host, made only a brief appearance before announcing the rules of the Luotian Da Jiao.

The drawing of lots was swift. After all, they were all Yirens—they couldn’t behave like ordinary mortals.

As expected, Luofu’s first opponent was three minor-level competitors.

Perhaps even before the Luotian Da Jiao opened, Luofu had already drawn widespread attention from the Yiren world.

His preliminary melee match, coincidentally scheduled apart from Zhang Chulan’s, became the most-watched bout.

Luofu’s opponents were, respectively, an anonymous Tang Men disciple, a Qiuzhen Hui disciple, and a Shu Zi Men Shu Shi.

The moment they stepped onto the stage, the three Moqi ly decided to team up and eliminate Luofu first—the San Yi Men disciple drawing so much attention.

Budebuchengren ，Luofu’s opponents were remarkably well-matched.

Tang Men excelled in assassination—a ninja; the Qiuzhen Hui disciple practiced Henglian arts—essentially a tank; and the Shu Zi Men Shu Shi, needless to say, was the support.

The three exchanged a Moqi glance. The Qiuzhen Hui disciple stepped forward, bowed, and said: “Master Luofu! Your information has stirred up a storm. We have no choice but to team up against Itachi!! Please forgive us!!”

“No problem! Since this is a melee, everyone naturally relies on their own skills!!” Luofu smiled faintly, appearing utterly unconcerned.

In the spectator seats.

“Zhang Chulan!! This kid is fierce! Did Itachi have a grudge against him before?” Feng Baobao, wearing a baseball cap, leaned on the railing of the stands, not turning her head as she asked Zhang Chulan.

“Well… how to put it!!” Zhang Chulan knew his earlier efforts to stoke the fire around Zhang Luofu couldn’t have escaped Xu San and Xu Si. But he hadn’t expected the first to ask was Feng Baobao.

A flicker of shame crossed his face. “When I was a child, he bullied me countless times. His childhood nickname was Hu Zi. I fought him countless times. But without Qi, I couldn’t beat him. He kept bullying me until I finally snapped and beat him with the Golden Light Spell, forcing my grandfather and father to move away. So yes, we have a grudge.”

“Oh!” Feng Baobao looked unimpressed.

“No wonder! I knew your behavior was suspicious!” Xu Si feigned sudden realization.

But Zhang Chulan knew his little scheme hadn’t fooled this white-haired girl for a second.

(End of Chapter)