Chapter 548: Yin Sanfen Enters the Game

Zhou You took a deep breath, a thousand thoughts surfacing in his mind.

To outsiders, he was facing the most significant, and perhaps final, decision of his life.

After all, if a Strong Martial expert was determined to deal with him, there was no other solution unless another Strong Martial expert stepped in to support him.

"Success!"

On the high building, Liu Chengen wore the look of someone who had everything under control; he couldn't help but call out to the martial artist before him.

"Don't be so cold; you and I belong to the same path, we should share in the joy."

"Spare me, you can amuse yourself."

Liu Chengen hit a soft nail, yet remained full of spirit, pointing at Zhou You and saying, "According to intelligence from the path, Bai Shiwu is at least at the Strong Martial Third Heaven, while Zhou You's backer, Old Gu, is currently in a state of having failed to break through to Strong Martial."

"No wonder he's acting like a turtle hiding its head; he saw he couldn't win and ran, right?"

"Zhou You will surely die today; I will gladly accept his beautiful concubines and family assets."

"The plan of the Path Master to invade Beixuan was ruined by that fool Kunpengzi, but it doesn't matter; my master has taken over, and with an excellent Disciple like me assisting, it is simply perfect."

The martial artist standing before him said stiffly, "Boring."

In his view, using precious death-sworn soldiers and resources on a mere commoner martial artist, with the goal of plundering the other's concubines, was simply foolish and shallow to the extreme.

Were people from noble families all this unreasonable? Although the martial artist was also of the Golden Immortal Path, the organization had different origins; someone like Liu Chengen, born into a noble family, clearly couldn't sit down to eat with someone like him, who was born a Commoner.

If not for the fact that the other's master had ordered him to provide protection, he would not have wasted his precious time for sprinting toward Strong Martial on a playboy.

Looking back at Yuanmo Guangchang... "If you wish to leave a last testament, there is still time."

Zhou You suddenly opened his eyes and said decisively, "I have decided."

He took the token of Yin Sanfen from his bosom, held it high level with his forehead, and said respectfully, "I invite the senior to appear."

He then added, "Senior, I know you are nearby."

This sentence spread from the Yuanmo Guangchang, and the surrounding crowd, including the two martial arts hall camps, were left confused after hearing it.

However, these words were not meant for them to hear.

"Heh!"

Inside the Monarch's Gongyuan, Yin Sanfen patted his lapels, "It is finally my turn to enter the fray."

The other Strong Martial experts were all present; this gathering had not yet dispersed, and Bai Shiwu's departure mid-session had caused quite a bit of speculation.

Including Jiangnie, everyone couldn't help but cast their gazes toward the Yuanmo Guangchang.

In their view, even if Bai Shiwu were to wipe out the mere Daqian Martial Arts Hall for the sake of the Zhengming Martial Arts Hall, it was just a trivial matter.

Once at the level of Strong Martial, one's status and position were equivalent to an uncrowned king; ordinary rules could no longer constrain them.

The group of Strong Martial experts watched coldly, waiting only for Bai Shiwu to return after beating Zhou You to death.

Hushi watched coldly, without the slightest intention of intervening, the young girl on his back smiling prettily.

"Qia!"

Lian Zixiu, with his tall and broad physique and hair as thick as a forest, had a two- or three-year-old infant crawl out from the bun at the back of his head, who whispered to him, "Daddy, I don't know why, but I feel a sense of familiarity with that martial artist."

"At first sight, that is normal; everyone has a heart of compassion. You are pitying a man about to die."

Worthy of being the Strong Martial expert of Wanxiu Mountain named after 'pitying the child', even while attending a gathering, he carried his nursing son with him.

The infant yawned, "Boring, when are we going back to the mountain? I miss Auntie."

Lian Zixiu claimed to the outside world that the child's birth mother died of a hemorrhage during childbirth, so he gave him to his widowed younger sister to care for; the child was very close to his aunt.

"Soon, soon."

As a result... Zhou You held up an object, and Yin Sanfen gladly stepped out from the Gongyuan side; such a turn of events greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Yin Sanfen was a seed player for the Strong Martial Ninth Heaven, possessing the qualifications to sprint toward becoming a Grandmaster.

Such a figure was also a lone wolf, a traveler without the burden of a sect.

"Yin Sanfen, what is he to you?"

Hushi couldn't help but ask.

The other Strong Martial experts had this question too, because a single Bai Shiwu wouldn't cause too much of a stir, but Yin Sanfen's entry would evolve into a conflict between two Strong Martial experts.

This was Fucheng, and the Monarch allowed their gathering on the condition that they discuss matters peacefully and were not allowed to fight.

As the convener of this event, Jiangnie cupped his hands and said, "Venerable Yin, could you clarify?"

"We met once, and I promised him I would help if he needed it."

As Yin Sanfen spoke in a flat tone and waved his hand, everyone noticed that one of his fingers was missing a fingernail.

Those with sharp eyes had already discovered that the token Zhou You held was precisely a fingernail.

This was getting interesting.

Yin Sanfen bowed slightly to the crowd, and the next moment he stepped out of the Gongyuan and appeared in the Yuanmo Guangchang.

The Strong Martial experts remaining in the Gongyuan reacted in different ways; some hurriedly bid farewell to Jiangnie, as they wished to protect themselves and did not want to be involved.

Lian Zixiu was one of them; the purpose of the gathering had been achieved, and he knew enough of the inside story.

He was about to step away when the infant tugged at the mane on the back of his neck, "I want to watch."

Lian Zixiu couldn't do anything about him and said dotingly, "Fine, fine, we shall stay a while longer."

There were also some Strong Martial experts who were quite curious; it was rare to see a conflict, and they wanted to see the martial arts power of Bai Shiwu and Yin Sanfen.

They would not lower themselves to descend to the square, but each used their own methods to rush over.

Yan Shan was among them, holding a Long Spear and remaining silent, thinking to himself, "Could Zhou You be the illegitimate child of some family, to actually have this connection with Yin Sanfen?"

Thinking that in the future, the Bawang Martial Arts Hall would have to yield a few points to Zhou You's Daqian Martial Arts Hall, there must be no conflict.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Liu Chengen on the high building felt his hands and feet go cold and numb; how did it come to this?

But he immediately reacted and slapped the armrest, "Good! Look at that, Zhou You has a second Strong Martial expert behind him, even better than I expected."

"If these two fight, not to mention wrecking Fucheng, it will at least cause a sensation in all directions and make everyone panic."

Before he could finish speaking, the martial artist in front of him turned, cupped his hands toward him, and said, "Liu Chengen, go in peace; I will not see you off."

Having said that, he flipped over and leaped down from the hundred-zhang-tall building, as decisive as if committing suicide.

Huh? Liu Chengen opened his mouth wide, taking a long time to react; he leaned over the railing to look down, only to see the martial artist spread his arms and fly further and further away, disappearing at the edge of his vision.

He just ran away like that?

But why? Liu Chengen could not fathom it; clearly, his plan had been completed beyond expectations, triggering a conflict and standoff between two powerful martial artists, and with Fucheng on the verge of chaos, the schemes of the Golden Immortal Dao would have had an opportunity to be exploited.

How could such a golden opportunity be missed?

He thought for a moment, and decided, fine, he would claim all the credit for himself and would not have to share it with him.

What rising star of the Golden Immortal Dao, what number one person under the powerful martial artists of the Fuji Organization—it was all just hype; when it came to doing big things, he lacked the nerve, and at the slightest sign of trouble, he ran away, he was simply a rat!

Liu Chengen returned to the building and sat down in a comfortable position.

(End of this chapter)