Chapter 578: 531 Return and Fusion

The Sword Guest heard a hint of exclamation and admiration in the Manor Master of Fuhu's words, and turned his head to look.

With that one glance, the Sword Guest immediately guessed who he was talking about—it must be a young man in the tent of the White-Haired Manor.

Although the overall color tone of the Second Tier was gray-white, causing all things to lose their color, this hazy feeling made some people's appearances even more breathtaking.

For example, that young man; one glance at him was truly like looking at a work of art.

Because the Manor Master of Fuhu's praise was not directed at the people of the Sunset Manor, the Sword Guest felt dissatisfied, but the facts were right before his eyes, and he could not tell Alie with his eyes open, so he said reluctantly: "As you can see, that is one of the people from the Changfa Manor participating in the Sword Fighting."

The Manor Master of Fuhu stared at him, momentarily infatuated, and suddenly said: "Since he is a Sword Guest for the Sword Fighting, he is also a person who is going to die. What a pity for such good looks and such a bearing. I am willing to trade the Sword Guest from my manor for him, and he will serve the Changfa Manor to the death just the same. My Sword Guest is an expert from a Second-tier Manor; he is far stronger than those from that Third-tier Manor. You take me to ask the Manor Master of Changfa; he will certainly be willing." As he spoke, he pointed at the Sword Guest he had brought behind him to bolster his presence, naturally not caring at all whether his own Sword Guest agreed or not.

The Sword Guest who was leading the way sneered and said: "Manor Master of Fuhu, look at that person's hair."

The Manor Master of Fuhu was stunned, only then discovering that the young man's hair was pitch black.

This... this is not a Sword Guest from Wangliang Mountain!

It was also because the Manor Master of Fuhu had only been busy playing with female slaves bought from the outside recently and had become accustomed to seeing black hair, so he was a bit unable to distinguish black from white; otherwise, he should have reacted immediately.

He said with regret: "Is he an outside reinforcement invited by the Changfa Manor? Then it is not good to speak of a trade directly. But since he is paid, I can hire him..."

The Sword Guest said impatiently: "Manor Master of Fuhu, with so many Abyss Envoys watching from above, could you please not make things difficult for us? Furthermore, if I remember correctly, that person is a Sword Hero. What kind of person is a Sword Hero? Recruit him? You..."

He spent a great deal of effort to swallow the two words "are you worthy?"

The Manor Master of Fuhu was struck as if by lightning, asking repeatedly: "A Sword Hero? How could it be a Sword Hero? How could there be a Sword Hero? Even if he is, how could he be a Sword Hero?"

The Sword Guest could not be bothered to say more to this fellow who knew nothing, and silently led him to his seat in the front grandstand.

The front grandstand was the largest stand, facing the Sword Fighting Platform directly, and was the best position in the venue. It was built especially spacious and magnificent at the time to accommodate distinguished guests.

The top row was the grand seats for the Abyss Envoys. The layer below was divided into five sections, which were the seats for the five First-tier Manor Masters. Below that were ten Second-tier Manor Masters, also separated by partitions, equivalent to small private rooms. Further down were the general seats. Third-tier Manor Masters did not have fixed positions and had to squeeze in; they were not necessarily more noble than the casual spectators, and those original distinguished guests could also sit in this grandstand if they were willing to pay more.

Yes, besides the Manor Masters, others had to pay to watch the competition, and the tickets were not cheap; this was a formal duel.

The money was collected by the Sunset Manor and set aside; after the Sword Fighting was over, it would belong to whoever became the Sunset Manor.

The Manor Master of Fuhu walked onto the grandstand and swept his eyes over many unfamiliar faces; some were clearly not people from Wangliang Mountain, and he did not know where they had been found. He felt very disdainful in his heart and did not show any courtesy, hurriedly finding his own seat.

This level was full of acquaintances; the private room was not as spacious as the one above, but it was comfortably furnished and decorated with the tiger patterns of the Fuhu Manor, telling outsiders that this was the position of the Fuhu Manor and that others could not occupy it. There was also a table in the private room with fruit and tea on it, as well as a piece of paper, which was the rules for this Sword Fighting.

He grabbed the paper first and sat down while reading it, when suddenly a flash of his eyes revealed that the Manor Master of Chunmi, whom he had been looking for for a long time, was sitting in the adjacent private room, and he could not help but be stunned, saying: "When did you arrive?"

The Manor Master of Chunmi turned his head and glanced at him, a strange look flashing and disappearing, and said: "When? I arrived before you."

The Manor Master of Fuhu felt slightly strange, but did not think much of it, only thinking that he had taken a wrong turn outside and the other party had walked ahead, saying: "It is a pity I was looking for you; it turns out you had already entered."

The Manor Master of Chunmi asked: "What were you looking for me for?"

The Manor Master of Fuhu thought about it, and it seemed there was nothing; he had wanted to say something at the time, but forgot it once it passed, but since there was an acquaintance in front of him, it was good to chat, so he said: "Nothing much, just asking you, who do you think will win this Sword Fighting? You placed a bet, right? Who did you bet on?"

The Manor Master of Chunmi did not answer, appearing to hesitate, and the Manor Master of Fuhu laughed: "Tell me about it, it is not some secret. That Tu Fei is no longer accepting additional bets, so I certainly won't copy yours. Could it be that you bet on the Manor Master of Changfa, and it is hard to speak of?"

The Manor Master of Chunmi smiled and said: "Ah, yes, yes, yes. So you have seen it too; actually, the Changfa Manor has a good chance of winning, and I wanted to pick up a bargain."

The Manor Master of Fuhu was very disdainful and said: "It is just a Third-tier Manor; challenging an old-established manor like the Sunset Manor is simply overestimating one's own strength. They may have declined on the surface, but they actually have a deep foundation. Your vision cannot be that poor, brother?" As he spoke, he read the Sword Fighting rules and could not help but say: "The Sunset Manor is truly crazy; eight Sword Guests is already enough, and they even involved the Sword Hero Bureau..."

As he spoke, he looked at the arena again, searching for the black-haired young Sword Hero he had just noticed. At this time, he was further away, but looking down from a high position, he could see very clearly, and he felt even more that this young man was as elegant as jade and wind, unprecedented, and he could not help but sigh in admiration, seeing his name already written on the rules page, and read it out: "Tang... Zhao..."

It was a name he had never heard of.

It was not strange that he had not heard of it; in Wangliang Mountain, Sword Heroes were few in number and held very high status, not something ordinary people could invite. It must be an outside reinforcement; how could people in the mountain have heard of him?

He was indeed a person from the outside; no wonder his temperament was different from the people of Wangliang Mountain.

It was just... too young.

He was truly young; the Manor Master of Fuhu had read countless people and determined in his heart that he was not just young in appearance; being so young, he could only be a newly promoted Sword Hero.

Being young meant he must be a genius, but he also likely lacked accumulation. Young people might not be weak at the Sword Guest stage, but young people who are Sword Heroes are truly at a disadvantage. Because after becoming a Sword Hero, one's lifespan is greatly extended; if others have accumulated twenty years more than you, you can just rely on your talent to catch up, but if others are one hundred years older than you and have been Sword Heroes for nearly a hundred years more, can you still catch up?

Moreover, by the time one reaches the Sword Hero stage, everyone has come through brilliant talent; who can break through the realm if they are not a genius? By this time, those slackers and lucky ones have long been screened out. If you are a hundred years behind, you are a hundred years behind a strong person who is equally talented.

However, it is understandable; for a mere Third-tier Manor, it is good enough to be able to invite a Sword Hero; how could they have the qualifications to be picky? Perhaps this Sword Hero is young and inexperienced, short of money, and came here after being tricked and deceived.

It is just that if a young talent dies here for a meaningless Sword Fighting, it would be a waste of a heavenly treasure.

I wonder who his opponent is? The Sunset Manor has declined significantly and cannot find any proper Sword Guests.

The name was indeed on it as well, called Gui Rong, also a nobody...

"Gui... Gui Rong?"

The Manor Master of Fuhu was greatly shocked and said: "It is actually Gui Rong! How did that old fellow Wu Shayu manage to invite him?"

Compared to the unfamiliar name of Tang Zhao, the name Gui Rong was famous in Wangliang Mountain, and almost everyone knew it.

There were many Sword Guests in Wangliang Mountain, but the Sword Guests who turned from Sword Slaves were all incomplete, their path forward cut off, their Sword Heart unbalanced, and there was almost no possibility of becoming a Sword Hero.

The reason it was said "almost" was that there are always miracles in the world.

This Gui Rong was a miracle.

It is said that he came from the Danyue Manor and was originally a mediocre Sword Slave, but his aptitude was very good, and he could be considered a rare "good fate" in Wangliang Mountain. He became a Sword Slave at twelve and a Sword Guest at thirteen, having been a Sword Slave for a mere year; it could be said that the damage to his body and mind was relatively small, and his hair was only half white.

He was exceptionally talented, and it is said that he was also handsome; the Manor Master of Danyue was very fond of him and treated him with great tolerance.

Thus, this Gui Rong practiced diligently for twenty years and actually relied on his peerless talent and some luck to break through that boundary and become a true Sword Hero.

However, after he became a Sword Hero, the first thing he did was kill the Danyue Master who had treated him "not thinly." He then slaughtered his entire household, killing even the Sword Guests and Sword Slaves in the manor cleanly. Only one young child of the Manor Master hid in a corner and crawled out, inviting the Abyss Envoy patronized by the Danyue Manor.

What followed was the great battle between Gui Rong and the Abyss Envoy. The results of this battle were debated by many. Some said Gui Rong won, but other Abyss Envoys arrived and stopped him; others said the Abyss Envoy won but cherished his talent and did not kill him. In any case, the result was that Gui Rong was incorporated by Wangliang Mountain. Although he did not establish a high-tier manor, his treatment was the same as an Abyss Envoy, and he did not know where he was stationed usually, only appearing and acting when Wangliang Mountain gave an order.

As for the Danyue Manor... there was no Danyue Manor in the world, and there were no subsequent manors with "Yue" in their names. Later, the old-established Second-tier Manor, the Libationer Manor, split into the Fuhu Manor and the Juanwei Manor, making up the number of the ten great Second-tier Manors.

The legend left by Gui Rong could be considered a legend for himself, but it was very unfriendly to those who came later. Since then, Manor Masters dared not promote those truly brilliant Sword Slaves; even if they wanted to recruit capable confidants, they would rather have those with average aptitude and honest temperaments. If there were those with superb talent who might break through, they were often executed directly to avoid producing another Gui Rong.

It can be said that Gui Rong was already at odds with the entire class of Manor Masters. How could he still accept an invitation to fight for the Sunset Manor? And how could the Sunset Manor dare to trust him?

The Manor Master of Fuhu only felt that this Sword Fighting was becoming more and more strange; before, he only thought that Tu Fei was connecting things in the middle, and with the involvement of the Heart Shadow, it accidentally promoted a grand event, but at this moment, it seemed there was even deeper water.

Then this Tang Zhao... is it not a pity for him?

Even if Tang Zhao is also brilliant, that Gui Rong had already been roaming Wangliang Mountain as a genius fifty years ago, a person who could fight an Abyss Envoy; can this Tang Zhao compare to him?

The Manor Master of Fuhu looked toward the tent where the bows and arrows were hung, but did not see anyone with half-black and half-white hair; he did not know if Gui Rong had a big ego and had not arrived yet?

At this time, people walked out of the tents on both sides simultaneously.

The crowd was silent at first, then a commotion broke out, with everyone shouting, "It's starting, it's starting!"