Chapter 901: The Liang Clan of Jinling
"Mr. Chen, please do not be angry. Although the Liang Clan is not the strongest in Jinling, it is absolutely the one with the most well-informed intelligence network. Mr. Chen had only just arrived in Jinling, and Elder Liang was already aware of it."
"It is just that Elder Liang knew Mr. Chen had other matters to attend to, so he did not rashly disturb you yesterday," Li Jixing continued respectfully. "Moreover, Elder Liang bears no ill will, so please set your mind at ease, Mr. Chen."
Chen Yu nodded slightly and got into the car with Li Jixing.
Although he did not know anyone from the Liang Clan, in the Dragon Breath files, the people of the Liang Clan had no major offenses. Since the other party intended to show goodwill, Chen Yu naturally could not put on airs. Regardless of anything else, he would go to the Liang Clan to take a look first.
Jinling, Liang Mansion.
The Liang Mansion was located in the Jinling Ancient Capital District. It was a residence covering an extremely large area. This residence featured imitation-ancient architecture, with towers, pavilions, and terraces everywhere. Entering the residence felt as if one were in a capital city from days of old.
Inside a grand hall, Chen Yu met the head of the Liang family, Liang Jinsheng.
Liang Jinsheng was already over ninety years old, but his strength was extraordinary; he had already broken through the Martial Ancestor Realm and reached the level of a Half-step Dharma Cultivator. His three sons and one daughter were all over seventy years old, and all of them were in the Martial Ancestor Realm.
In the grand hall, besides Liang Jinsheng, there were eleven chairs arranged on both sides. These chairs were filled with people; they were the heads of the other eleven gates besides the Liang family.
Chen Yu frowned slightly. It was rumored that the Jinling Liang family was the head of the Twelve Gates of Jinling and was on good terms with the other Six Sword Sects.
In reality, the Three Sects of Jinling, the Six Sword Sects, and the Twelve Gates belonged to different factions.
On the surface, they all obeyed the orders of the Xuanwu Pavilion, but the Three Sects banded together and almost monopolized two-thirds of the Jinling martial arts world.
The remaining Six Sword Sects and Twelve Gates had no choice but to band together, and only then did they barely have the ability to contend with the Three Sects.
It seems the rumors were true, and with all Twelve Gates present today, what exactly does this mean?
"Haha, for Alliance Leader Chen to come in person, the Liang Clan is truly honored," Liang Jinsheng laughed heartily, rising personally to welcome him.
More than half of the people from the Twelve Gates also stood up. Although the Martial Alliance and the Xuanwu Pavilion were in an adversarial relationship, Chen Yu was, after all, a guest.
Therefore, most people could still maintain basic courtesy, but five or six of the Twelve Gates' heads did not rise, and the looks they cast at Chen Yu were full of disdain.
After all, Chen Yu was too young. They were aware of the turmoil within the Martial Alliance, but no matter how they thought about it, they never imagined that the dignified Three Provinces Martial Alliance would actually put forward such a young man as their Alliance Leader.
Was there no one left in their Martial Alliance?
"Elder Liang, I have long admired your name," Chen Yu cupped his hands and walked in composedly.
In truth, the Martial Alliance and the Xuanwu Pavilion of the Jiangnan martial arts world were currently in an adversarial relationship. For Chen Yu to come to Jinling alone was inherently unsafe.
Now that the people of the Twelve Gates were all present, this setup was not much different from a Hongmen Banquet.
Yet, seeing Chen Yu looking indifferent, without any signs of nervousness, and every movement of his being very composed, this level of calmness alone was not something someone of his age should possess.
Liang Jinsheng nodded involuntarily. He turned and sat in the main seat, saying in a deep voice, "Bring a seat for Alliance Leader Chen."
Immediately, someone brought over a grand armchair and placed it in the position second only to the main seat. With this gesture, Liang Jinsheng gave Chen Yu plenty of face.
Chen Yu smiled slightly, expressed his thanks, and sat down composedly.
"Haha, Alliance Leader Chen, I knew you had arrived the moment you entered the borders of Jinling. It was just that Alliance Leader Chen had been traveling and was weary yesterday, so I did not go to disturb you."
"It was somewhat abrupt to invite Alliance Leader Chen over today; I hope Alliance Leader Chen will not take offense."
"Elder Liang is too kind. I wonder, what matter does Elder Liang wish to discuss by inviting me to your mansion?" Chen Yu smiled.
"Nothing major. We of the Twelve Gates are of one mind. Elder Liang heard that Alliance Leader Chen's strength is extraordinary, that at a young age you intimidated the entire Martial Alliance single-handedly and destroyed the Yu family to become the new Alliance Leader, so we wanted to come together to witness it for ourselves."
The man speaking had eyes that shot out sharp glints; clearly, his attainments in Martial Dao were not low. His name was Wu Cheng, the head of the Wu family among the Twelve Gates.
"Then I am afraid I will have to disappoint you all. I only managed to sit in the position of Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance through pure luck," Chen Yu said with a slight smile.
"Luck? Why don't I have such good luck?" a burly man shouted in a rough voice. "This kind of luck isn't something just anyone can possess, right?"
The burly man was named Huang Sheng, also a member of the Twelve Gates.
"Heh, as the Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance, you should have a few tricks up your sleeve. Without the level of the Martial Ancestor Realm, I'm afraid it's hard to convince the masses. But forgive my poor eyesight, I cannot tell what realm Alliance Leader Chen is at now?"
A middle-aged man spoke up. As soon as his words were out, everyone's gaze was fixed on Chen Yu.
Indeed, they could not discern Chen Yu's strength. As the new Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance, they wanted to know exactly what level Chen Yu was at.
"Actually, it's not hard to understand why you can't tell," Chen Yu smiled slightly. "Everyone should be clear that in Martial Dao, strength is king. There are two possibilities for why you cannot see my Cultivation."
"First, I am actually just an ordinary person with no Cultivation at all, so you cannot see anything."
"Second," Chen Yu raised his head, looked at the crowd, and smiled faintly, "that is that my strength far exceeds yours, so you are unable to pry into what my strength truly is."
Chen Yu's words caused a moment of silence in the room. A moment later, the scene erupted.
"Arrogant brat, what are you saying?"
"This old man is already at the strength of the Martial Ancestor Realm, and I can't see your Cultivation? Judging by your age, even if you started practicing from your mother's womb, you would only be at the level of Martial Truth now."
"Heh, our Elder Liang is already at the level of a Half-step Dharma Cultivator. Could it be that Elder Liang's strength is also inferior to yours?"
"Is this guy really the Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance? Is he a fraud, or are all the people in the Martial Alliance blind?"
Everyone stood up one after another to confront Chen Yu. If it weren't for the fact that they were in the Liang Mansion, they probably would have already started a fight.
"Everyone, the truth is indeed a bit unpleasant to hear, but honest advice is hard to swallow," Chen Yu laughed. "Your Cultivation is indeed inferior to mine; I have already been very polite in my speech."
"If I were to speak impolitely, that bit of strength you have is, in my eyes, simply trash."
Chen Yu's words made the scene quiet down once again. Everyone looked at Chen Yu in disbelief; they felt that Chen Yu must be crazy.
They were the heads of the Twelve Gates! Although the Twelve Gates' strength was not considered top-tier, at least more than half of them were experts in the Martial Ancestor Realm.
With Chen Yu speaking like this, was he really not afraid of being beaten to death?
"Arrogant brat, what did you say?" A man was furious and roared, "No one stop me, let me teach him a good lesson."
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