Chapter 26

He gave him no chance to speak again.

Kangxi made the decision on the spot with a decisive slap of the table.

He patted his shoulder, turned, and left.

Seven Heroes Town, Tongfu Inn.

They discussed for a while.

Only then did the crowd sit back down, somewhat resentfully.

There was nothing to be done.

After all, it was the ranking arranged by the Golden List born of Heaven's Dao.

No matter how much they disbelieved, no matter how dissatisfied, what could they do?

Only Ximen Wudi and Jiang Yuyan showed no reaction to it.

Thinking about it, it made sense.

As the Grand Dragon Head of the Qinglong Society, and also a transmigrator.

His understanding of this comprehensive martial arts world was far more thorough than that of ordinary people!

Not to mention, within the Qinglong Society alone, there were many existences more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng.

Therefore.

Naturally, he had no great reaction to this ranking.

As for Jiang Yuyan.

She was merely a little white who had only been cultivating for three years.

And for those three years, she had stayed in the secluded Qinglong Shanzhuang.

How could she understand these matters of the jianghu?

So, it was only natural that she showed no reaction.

After finishing the meal.

Just as Jiang Yuyan habitually reached out to brew tea for Ximen Wudi.

A voice, wild yet laced with a hint of boldness and unruliness, came in from outside the door.

"In days of old, body and form age together with spring; I lie drunk beside the flowers and willows."

"Ten thousand bouts of joy, a thousand bouts of drunk; in this world, an idle man, an immortal among swords."

The voice was not loud.

Yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Coupled with the wantonness and ease that permeated every line.

For a moment.

The curious diners, their curiosity piqued, all stopped what they were doing.

Casting curious gazes toward the doorway.

'This guy....'

The man had not yet arrived, but his voice had.

Hearing that utterly familiar voice.

Ximen Wudi shook his head, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly twice.

In his heart, besides speechlessness, there was only speechlessness.

Someone who loved to show off so much, and was so narcissistic.

No need to look, it was undoubtedly the Fifth Dragon Head, Li Taibai!

Sure enough!

Accompanied by a burst of wild, unrestrained, wanton laughter.

A young man dressed in white, with a three-foot longsword hanging at his waist.

The corner of his mouth held a faint, elusive smile.

Fanning himself with a folding fan, he walked in unhurriedly.

"It's him!"

"I remember now!"

"He is the renowned Immortal in Exile, the White-Robed Sword Immortal—Li Taibai—famed across the Nine Provinces Continent, hailed as the Triple Excellence of the Great Tang's Poetry, Sword, and Immortal!"

In the crowd.

A cry of exclamation rang out.

Instantly.

The crowd burst into an uproar.

Following closely.

Eyes aglow, they swarmed forward in a frenzy.

At the very front.

Lo and behold, they were Tong Xiangyu and Guo Furong of Tongfu Inn.

Even Bai Zhantang, Lü Xiucai, and Li Dazui, who was cooking in the kitchen, squeezed over as well.

The gazes they cast toward Li Taibai.

Beyond excitement and agitation, held a thick worship!

'Sure enough, star-chasing exists everywhere, and so do brain-dead fans.'

Watching Li Taibai skillfully handle the enthusiastic crowd on one side while winking and showing off at him on the other.

Ximen Wudi drank his tea, unmoved, inwardly ranting.

"Lao Bai, hurry up and bring out my treasured hundred-year Nü'er Hong!"

She beckoned Li Taibai to sit down.

Tong Xiangyu beamed as she poured him tea.

Without looking back, she ordered Bai Zhantang.

"Huh?" Bai Zhantang froze, a look of surprise on his face.

Others might not know.

But as a member of Tongfu Inn, he knew exactly how precious Tong Xiangyu considered that jar of Nü'er Hong.

Forget taking a sip.

She wouldn't even let anyone smell it.

Yet now, without a word of hesitation, she was ready to bring it out.

That truly caught him off guard.

"What 'huh'? Hurry up and go already~~!"

Guo Furong rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, dragging out her tone as she urged him on.

Bai Zhantang pouted.

Though he was a little annoyed and jealous inside.

He still obediently headed toward the back courtyard.

"Hundred-year Nü'er Hong?"

"It seems today the two Misses are really going all out."

The moment he heard about wine—and a treasured hundred-year vintage at that.

Li Taibai's eyes immediately lit up.

He smiled and thanked the two women.

"No need to be so polite, no need at all."

"Your gracing us with your presence is our greatest honor!"

Tong Xiangyu waved her hands repeatedly.

That generous air of hers—where was even a trace of her usual penny-pinching ways?

020 - Nine Provinces Combat Power Ceiling Ranking - Fourteenth Place! (Begging for flowers, begging for tips)

Not long after.