Chapter 29

The news that the Master of White Cloud City, Ye Ye Gucheng, would duel Ximen Ximen Chuixue at the peak of the Forbidden City on the fifteenth of the eighth month soon spread throughout the Great Ming Wu Lin.

This was a rare, once-in-a-century major event for the Great Ming Wu Lin.

Every martial artist in the Wu Lin was discussing this matter.

Great Ming, Capital City.

Lu Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Ximen Chuixue, Chu Chu Liuxiang, and Hua Hua Manlou were sitting at a table drinking.

"I say, you cold fellow, do you have the confidence to defeat Ye Ye Gucheng?"

Lu Lu Xiaofeng asked Ximen Ximen Chuixue with a smile.

Ximen Ximen Chuixue, as his name suggested, was dressed in white, exuding a cold, stay-away-from-me aura.

Even while drinking, he kept his sword held in his arms.

He was a swordsman; he would never leave his sword.

"I believe in the sword in my hand!"

Ximen Ximen Chuixue said indifferently; he had always spoken this way.

Even when facing friends, he would not say an extra word of useless chatter.

Just like the sword in his hand, it was icy cold, without a trace of worldly warmth.

It was as if, in this world, nothing besides the sword was worth his attention.

"The Master of White Cloud City, Ye Ye Gucheng—it is said his swordsmanship is divine."

"His move, 'Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens,' is even more exquisite and peerless."

"No one has seen the true power of this move, nor does anyone know exactly how it is executed."

"Because everyone who has seen this move is dead!"

After Chu Chu Liuxiang finished speaking, he drank a cup of wine.

Everything he said was common knowledge in the Great Ming Wu Lin.

It was not that he was intentionally spouting nonsense, but rather that he had no real understanding of Ye Ye Gucheng, having never even made contact with him.

"Ye Ye Gucheng's cultivation realm is already that of a Grandmaster."

"Although he is only in the late stage of the Grandmaster realm, the strength of a swordsman cannot be measured by ordinary realms."

"I suspect his true strength could contend with a martial artist at the Grandmaster Perfection realm."

"Brother Ximen, be careful!"

Hua Hua Manlou said.

Ximen Ximen Chuixue nodded.

Besides the major event in the Great Ming Wu Lin.

Things were happening in the Wu Lin of various nations across the Nine Provinces.

On the Great Qin side, the Sword Saint Gainie had defected from Great Qin with Jing Jing Tianming, the son of Jing Ke, and had killed three hundred Great Qin elites; this news had also spread throughout the Nine Provinces.

All nations were waiting to see how Ying Zheng of Great Qin would handle this matter.

They were all waiting to see Ying Zheng make a fool of himself.

Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, the powerful Yin-Yang School had changed its new leader.

This event had caused quite a stir in the Great Qin Wu Lin.

The Yin-Yang School, under its new leader, no longer hid in the shadows as before, but began acting rampantly, as if searching for someone.

These two events in the Great Qin Wu Lin also attracted the eyes of everyone in the Nine Provinces.

On the Great Song side, Northern Song was suppressing Liang Shan and Fang La in the south.

The strength of Guo Jing in Southern Song was also rapidly increasing.

Major events were happening in every nation of the Nine Provinces.

Time passed, and soon it was the day of the duel between Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue.

Martial artists of the Great Ming Wu Lin had long since gathered in the Capital, waiting for this day to arrive.

They wanted to see with their own eyes which of these two famous Great Ming swordsmen was stronger!

——

Seeking comments, flowers, and evaluation tickets!

Great Ming, Protector of the Dragon Villa.

"Foster Father, the duel between Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue has caused quite a stir. Should we make some preparations in advance?"

Duan Tianya said with a solemn expression.

He knew of both Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue.

After all, these two were considered the cream of the crop among the younger generation of the Great Ming martial arts world.

The Protector of the Dragon Villa possessed an intelligence network spanning every corner of Great Ming, and their understanding of these two individuals was extremely comprehensive.

Therefore, Duan Tianya knew deeply just how powerful their destructive potential was.

"Foster Father, both Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue are Grandmasters. Once they begin their duel in the Forbidden City, I fear it will cause no small amount of destruction."

"If His Majesty is disturbed by then, we will likely be blamed."

What Shangguan Shangguan Haitang said was from the perspective of the Protector of the Dragon Villa.

Last time, she went to Mount Mount Wudang to recruit Song Song Qingshu and Zhuo Zhuo Yihang, but failed, so she hurried back.

Just after returning, she heard the news of the duel between Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue.

"I have already requested instructions from His Majesty."

"Once His Majesty's order comes down, we can immediately begin our operations."

Zhu Zhu Wushi said with a serious expression.

Although he did not know what purpose Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue had for dueling in the Forbidden City this time.

However, his instincts as an ambitious man told him that there was definitely something not simple behind this matter.

He had to make good use of it!

"Perhaps, this time will be an opportunity for me!"

Zhu Zhu Wushi thought to himself.

Of course, he had requested instructions from the Emperor.

Based on his understanding of his Emperor nephew.

Such an exciting event, the Emperor would certainly not miss it.

Perhaps he would even go to the scene to watch it in person.

If he could make good use of the opportunity then, perhaps he could assassinate the Emperor.

As long as the Emperor died, relying on the various forces he secretly controlled, he would certainly be able to ascend to the Emperor's throne.

Regarding this, Zhu Zhu Wushi had absolute confidence.

He also knew clearly what the Prince of the South and the Prince of Ning were thinking in their hearts.

However, Zhu Zhu Wushi had never taken these people seriously.

In his view, that group of people were just a bunch of clowns who couldn't stir up any waves at all.

Great Ming Imperial Palace.

Zhu Zhu Houzhao ate a piece of pastry and asked, "Is the day of the duel between Ye Ye Gucheng and Ximen Ximen Chuixue almost here?"

Although he was an Emperor, he did not like reading those memorials.

He liked managing court affairs even less.

He was more accustomed to practicing martial arts and fighting wars!

If it weren't for those old civil officials in the imperial court being too strict.

He would have long since worn armor, carried a blade, and gone to the border to command troops in battle.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there are still three days left!"

Cao Cao Zhengchun said respectfully.

He knew deeply that His Majesty's personality was very fond of such things.

Therefore, after Cao Cao Zhengchun finished answering, he kept praying in his heart that His Majesty would not get a sudden urge to play.

However, before he could pray for a few sentences, the Zhengde Emperor, Zhu Zhu Houzhao, spoke up.