Chapter 697

Watching Bi Xuan examined his injuries, and only then understood that Wild Thunder on the Plains was a sword strike that killed in one blow.

Moreover, this sword strike had actually been fused from the ultimate arts of his own Wu Zun lineage.

At that moment, he became extremely interested in this young swordsman; instead of pursuing him to the death, he ordered men to recruit him.

But this young swordsman said Watching Bi Xuan was a man of empty reputation, someone whose fame was undeserved, and refused to submit himself to the Wuzun Sect.

Watching Bi Xuan flew into a rage, and therefore issued a full-scale manhunt for this man throughout the Great Yuan Realm.

But this man vanished into thin air, and was never seen again.

Yet his name and his story were thoroughly learned by Watching Bi Xuan.

His name was Ba Fenghan, a half-blood between a grassland barbarian and the Central Plains.

Today, this man had unleashed Wild Thunder on the Plains — how could the traces of the Wuzun Sect's Wu Gong within it possibly escape the eyes of Wu Zun Watching Bi Xuan?

Could this man be the Ba Fenghan who had been searched for everywhere back then?

"Hmph!"

This young man suspected to be Ba Fenghan merely gave a cold snort, then sheathed his sword again and came to stand beside the one who had spoken earlier.

"Watching Bi Xuan! I'll say it one last time — put down the Stone Guanyin, or don't blame me for being discourteous."

That person then unhurriedly added another line.

His words were almost in the tone of a command.

Watching Bi Xuan was the grassland Wu Zun, one of the Great Yuan's enshrined offerings.

Having long been used to lording it over others, how could he possibly heed such an order from a young man — especially a young man he did not know?

Just as he was about to flare up, one of the enshrined offerings suddenly sent a voice-transmission saying,

"Wu Zun, wait a moment. This swordsman just called that man Altar Lord — could they be from the Qinglong Society?"

Once this voice-transmission came, it instantly made Watching Bi Xuan feel as though he had plunged into the depths of the coldest winter.

Watching Bi Xuan, whose flames had been rising high, now felt as though ice had pierced his heart.

Altar Lord?

It was indeed a rare form of address.

But under heaven, those who could swagger about with the status of Altar Lord — apart from the Altar Lords of the Qinglong Society — there were really not many others.

If he was an Altar Lord of the Qinglong Society, then everything made sense.

Only…

How had the Qinglong Society gotten involved in the struggle between the Great Tang and Great Yuan?

At this moment, Watching Bi Xuan's thoughts surged within him, rapidly turning over and over as he wondered what to do.

"Since you already know we are the Qinglong Society, you still dare to disregard us like this — it seems you've been Wu Zun for too long, Watching Bi Xuan.

Xiao Han, today this Altar Lord specially permits you to make a move against Watching Bi Xuan, to teach this Wu Zun a lesson he'll remember."

This person truly was an Altar Lord of the Qinglong Society, and moreover he would not act himself, but instead let this young swordsman act against Watching Bi Xuan.

"Wait, wait…"

Watching Bi Xuan was greatly alarmed — not that he feared this young swordsman.

Rather, if these two truly were from the Qinglong Society, and he still stubbornly fought them,

then afterward, win or lose, he would have lightly started a feud with the Qinglong Society.

If the Qinglong Society were magnanimous, he might still luckily escape this calamity.

If he himself won and made the Qinglong Society lose face,

in their wrath, even Great Yuan might not necessarily protect him.

Such a matter where, win or lose, he could gain no advantage — he, Watching Bi Xuan, was no fool; why would he do it?

Moreover, this plan had never included any expectation of fighting the Qinglong Society in the first place.

504 — Altar Lord of the Qinglong Society, Kou Zhong?

At once Watching Bi Xuan directly set down the Stone Guanyin in his hands, then led a group of enshrined offerings and stepped back together several paces.

Then, cupping his fists toward the two of them, he said,

"Great Yuan has no intention of making an enemy of the Qinglong Society; I ask this Altar Lord for his forgiveness.

It is only that in this war between Tang Yuan, I was charged with dealing with the formation eye of this defensive array.

May I ask this Altar Lord to disclose his honored name, so that when I return I may report to my Great Khan."

The Qinglong Society has three hundred and sixty-five branch altars, and every branch altar is teeming with experts.

Those who currently walk the world — such as Yan Shisan, Ye Gucheng, Qiao Feng, Tie Zhongtang and others — each and every one is a heroic figure of his generation, a top expert!

If the man before him truly was an Altar Lord of the Qinglong Society, once the corresponding name was given, Watching Bi Xuan would naturally leave at once.

"This one is the Altar Lord of the Qinglong Society's three hundred and thirty-first branch altar, Kou Zhong!

I am the envoy of the three hundred and thirty-first branch altar, Ba Fenghan!"

This young swordsman truly was the Ba Fenghan who had once challenged the Wu Zun and his disciples on the grasslands.

And this so-called Altar Lord was actually Kou Zhong, one of the Twin Dragons of Yangzhou of the former Great Sui, famed throughout the world because of the Changsheng Art.

Watching Bi Xuan recalled the information he had on Kou Zhong, and found that there was not much related information.

He only knew that the Changsheng Art had come into the world because of him and Xu Ziling, and afterward the two had both vanished mysteriously.

"So it is Altar Lord Kou of the Qinglong Society's three hundred and thirty-first branch altar in person; Watching Bi Xuan has been discourteous."

Watching Bi Xuan deliberated again and again, and still did not know how to verify true from false; he could only first avoid any breach of etiquette.

"No matter. This time our Qinglong Society was entrusted by the Great Tang's Empress to look after this Stone Guanyin for seven days.

After seven days, it will no longer be our Qinglong Society's concern."

Kou Zhong was easy to talk to; seeing that he had set down the Stone Guanyin, he actually magnanimously stated the purpose of this trip.

"Good! Watching Bi Xuan understands. I'll come back in seven days."

Watching Bi Xuan understood that Kou Zhong's meaning was that within seven days, no one was to touch this Stone Guanyin.

Though he could not confirm whether Kou Zhong was real or fake, he was still wary of the Qinglong Society's reputation in the end, and prepared to give up just like that.

"My lord, we can't just give up like this! This opportunity was something the Demon Master painstakingly wrangled for us."

Although he did not know how great the difficulties Meng Chixing faced, he only had to look at how the two attendants just now had barely managed to intercept six giant siege crossbows.

So all the Great Yuan attendants knew how unenviable Meng Chixing's position was, facing twenty-four giant siege crossbows.

Therefore, upon hearing the order to withdraw, a Great Yuan attendant actually spoke up directly.

"Oh? You're not convinced?"

Watching Bi Xuan turned his head with a sinister look to glance at him and asked.

"This... it's not that I'm not convinced, Wu Zun my lord, it's truly that the opportunity is hard to come by."

Being looked at by Watching Bi Xuan with such an ill expression, the man's head was instantly drenched in sweat.

"Oh! Then you take the lead. Need I remind you, this is the Qinglong Society!"

The last half-sentence was directed at the other attendants. Then Watching Bi Xuan flashed away from the main hall of the government office and flew openly toward the outside of the city.

"Old Xu, good luck to you!"

"Hang in there! Old Xu!"

The other attendants, how could they not know how rare this opportunity was.

But facing the Qinglong Society, let alone the Great Yuan Imperial Attendants, even if the National Protector Attendants, Long Xiang Seng, and other lofty figures came, they probably would not dare lightly start a conflict.

Therefore, after Watching Bi Xuan left, these people all gloated, patted the shoulder of that attendant who had spoken up, dropped a few cutting remarks, and left directly along with Watching Bi Xuan.

On the contrary, that Great Yuan attendant called Old Xu stood rooted to the spot.

He did not dare retreat, and going forward he dared even less.

After all the attendants withdrew, including those outside stalling the small Tang detachment.

Only then did Kou Zhong over there ask leisurely,

"What is it? You're still staying here, is it that you really want to experience this altar master's divine skill?"

As he spoke, he drew the longsword in his hand, looking as if he were about to make a move.

"Hold on, hold on, Kou Altar Master, it was rash of me, I'll leave right now..."

Old Xu was startled. Seeing Ba Fenghan, an envoy of a sub-altar, could swiftly kill a Great Yuan attendant no weaker than himself.

If this Qinglong Society altar master himself made a move, how could he hope to keep his life?

At once he bowed and scraped, preparing to leave the place.

Anyway, there were no Great Yuan people present now; making a fool of himself wouldn't count as losing face.