Chapter 62: All Sects Assemble

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the spring chill was still biting.

A light breeze made the window screens of the East Garden's little pavilion sway left and right, taking over from the maid who usually tended the orchid scent as she gently closed the windows.

Afraid to disturb the young master who had gone back to sleep after his sword practice.

"Heng Xian! Come out and die!"

At that moment, five youths covered in whip lashes suddenly came from outside the gate.

They were Wang Qing and his four companions.

The little maid jumped in fright, the window hook fell from her hand, and she quickly turned and knelt: "I know my mistake!"

Heng Xian, lying on the chaise, rubbed his brow and sat up.

"Heng Xian! Don't hide inside staying silent! Come out and die!"

The shouts outside grew fiercer, startling Su Wan'er and the other servants, who all ran out.

Heng Xian gave a light chuckle, turned and went downstairs, reached the courtyard, and with a look of surprise said, "Honored benefactors! This is…"

"Don't give me that!"

Wang Qing and his companions were furious beyond restraint.

Yesterday, after being whipped by Heng Ruo for a full half hour, I felt strange at the time.

After being helped back to the guest room to rest, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it seemed, and the angrier I became.

Does this Heng Xian think we're idiots?

Heng Xian coughed once and said, "Then what should I do?"

Wang Qing said coldly: "Frankly, we're just here to beat you!"

"Of course! We won't gang up on you either—five of us, one at a time, you pick who to start with!"

"Good! I'm flattered you think so highly of me—I won't back down either!" Heng Xian drew his "Awesome Sword" with a flourish, his ninefold condensed qi aura spreading out, vast and unmatched.

Wang Qing and his companions grew solemn, each drawing their spiritual artifacts as their auras rose.

"But…" Heng Xian's tone shifted, "I have a rule: anyone who wants to challenge me must first pass my test."

Otherwise, you five heroes can just go ahead and kill me—I, Heng Xian, won't even frown.

Wang Qing and his companions exchanged a glance: "Why do you have so many conditions?"

Heng Xian snorted coldly: "How come? You five are peerless talents chosen from the twenty-one cities—don't you dare face my rule?"

"Hmph! Speak!" The competitive spirit of Wang Qing and his companions was ignited.

Heng Xian sheathed his sword, picked up the brush normally used in the courtyard, and wrote on the wall: "One frog has four legs, one duck has two legs, one one-eyed demon beast has three legs; together they go down to the river to play, with a total of 360 heads and 1,300 legs,"

"How many frogs, ducks, and one-eyed demon beasts are there in total?"

"Give the correct answer, and we'll fight to the death; otherwise, heh."

Having said that, he tossed the brush aside and turned back indoors.

"—inhale—"

Wang Qing and his companions, looking at the problem on the wall, inevitably fell into deep thought.

Inside the room, Su Wan'er asked in surprise, "Young master, what are they doing?"

"They're doing elementary math problems!" Heng Xian lay back, bored.

"Elementary math problems???" Su Wan'er, A Gou, and the others exchanged glances, utterly bewildered.

……

Wang Qing and his companions have been praised and pampered as geniuses since childhood, making their competitive spirit almost instinctive.

By now they had fully entered that state—not only pondering in silence, but also borrowing paper and pens from the East Garden servants, each grabbing a stool to squat on and begin calculating.

They tried every method, erased repeatedly, and agonized over every step.

Unfortunately, having devoted themselves to arduous cultivation since youth, they had no interest in arithmetic and had hardly studied it.

Around noon, a few members of the Wang family came over, looked at the problem, and, curious, joined the calculation, quickly becoming engrossed as well.

The group was so absorbed they didn't even want to break for lunch.

In the afternoon, Aunt Heng Ruo, supported by her husband Wang Shengwen, walked over carefully, the couple's faces full of hope for life.

But upon seeing the problem on the wall and becoming curious about solving it, they too became instantly obsessed.

Thus, the crowd gathered by the wall grew larger and larger.

Finally, Wang Qing excitedly shouted, "Heng Xian, come out!"

Everyone was startled.

Heng Xian emerged from the room in surprise, unable to help but marvel, "What talent! Did they really figure it out?"

Then I heard Wang Qing laugh loudly: "I just realized—the one-eyed demon beast is a land creature; it would never go down to the river to play. Your problem is fundamentally impossible!"

"Ah, I see!" everyone exclaimed, suddenly enlightened.

Heng Xian frowned: "But… my one-eyed demon beast is a mutant—it loves splashing in the river!"

"—inhale—" The crowd sucked in a cold breath and fell into deep thought again.

Heng Xian looked toward Heng Ruo and her husband in the crowd, walked over, and said, "Auntie, Uncle, you've come?"

The couple blankly pointed at the wall: "This problem…"

Heng Xian glanced at Heng Ruo's legs, smiled, and said, "Just a trifle—please have a seat inside."

Heng Ruo chuckled: "I still need to walk around, so I won't go in—I came to fulfill my promise."

Saying that, she clapped her hands firmly.

Suddenly, eight… women walked in from outside the courtyard.

Each stood about 1.9 meters tall, with snow‑white skin, bulky as a cauldron, and buttocks protruding like hills.

They all had thick lips, sunken eyes, flat noses, and teeth stained like chicken droppings.

As he walked, waves surged tumultuously, bombarding wildly.

This feeling…… is truly indescribably greasy!

Heng Xian was stunned.

"Surprised or not? Unexpected or not?" Heng Ruoyue chuckled.

Heng Xian's cheeks twitched: "What the hell are these..."

Heng Ruoyue smiled faintly: "Snow-white big horse girls from the southern wilderness, eight of them—just what you wanted, neither more nor less—happy now?"

Heng Xian rubbed his forehead: "To be honest, it's quite aggravating, these big horse girls—don't just focus on the horses,"

you should also consider their looks a bit—each of them looks like my old man; I can't bring myself to lay a hand on them!

Heng Ruoyue laughed loudly: "Not much like the elder brother! Don't underestimate these southern wilderness big horse girls; though they aren't very beautiful, they know how to serve people well,"

they warm the bed in winter, split firewood in summer, can even be used as a man, and crucially they are tall and fair,

they're practically perfect for improving the next generation, a lovely toy to bully at will—that's it!

Saying that, she turned and left with her husband.

The eight "big horse girls" walked over, slightly shy, smiled at Heng Xian, and said: "Master!"

Heng Xian's face showed a slightly embarrassed yet polite smile: "Ladies, would you kindly go to the kitchen to chop firewood?"

The eight "big horse girls" didn't mind at all: "Sure thing, master!"

Beside them, Su Wan'er and A Gou sighed: "Young master, you're really blessed."

Just as the words fell,

At that very moment, suddenly, the heavens and earth changed color; the sounds of blades, swords, cranes, flood dragons, and tigers rose together.

Dense masses of noble, mysterious mounts or awe-inspiring figures appeared in the sky above Donglan City.

In an instant, an overwhelming pressure descended, as if a great mountain weighed upon the top.

The entire population of Donglan City—over a million, ordinary folk and cultivators alike—dropped to their knees in unison.

In the East Garden, Wang Qing and the others, together with all the servants, knelt in fear and dread, not daring to lift their heads.

Heng Xian also felt a heavy weight pressing on him, unable to muster any strength; fortunately, soon the "Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram" in his mind turned a full circle, and the pressure vanished.

At that moment, resonant sounds like great bells and drums came from the sky:

"The Da Luo Holy Sect has come here to seek disciples of immortal affinity!"

"The Tianyuan Sect has come here to seek disciples of talent!"

"The Spirit Sword Sect..."

"The Amitabha Temple..."

"The East Emperor Palace..."

"The Rosy Cloud Valley..."

"The Holy Void Palace..."

"The Overlord Sect..."

"The Divine Blade Palace..."

(End of chapter)