Chapter 147: Su Chen on Ximen Chuixue, Sword God meets Sword God!

"Guests, please this way."

Bai Zhantang stepped forward with nimble movements, leading Yang Xiao and the others toward the third-floor private room.

The Ming Sect experts only glanced at Bai Zhantang casually before moving their eyes elsewhere.

Although they could see that Bai Zhantang's martial arts were not bad,

there was more than just him in this inn with decent martial arts.

Only Wei Yixiao stared meaningfully at Bai Zhantang, staring until his hair stood on end.

Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.

Back in the day, this gentleman was famous, known for having the best light-foot skills in the Great Ming Jianghu.

Compared to him, Bai Zhantang, the 'Thief Saint' of the 'Pearl, Emerald, and White Jade Soup', could only be considered a junior in the Jianghu.

Fortunately, this road was not long.

"Guests, we have arrived at the private room."

Bai Zhantang stepped aside and said.

Yang Xiao and the others entered one by one.

When it was Wei Yixiao's turn, he stopped beside Bai Zhantang and patted him on the shoulder.

"Young man, when there is a chance, let's compare notes."

Wei Yixiao said sinisterly.

"I dare not, I dare not, you are a senior of the Jianghu..."

Bai Zhantang said repeatedly.

"Oh? You mean you don't want to bully this old bone of mine?"

"Young man, you are quite arrogant."

Wei Yixiao said, glaring.

Bai Zhantang was instantly on the verge of tears.

"Boom!"

Just as Bai Zhantang was calling for help in his heart, the heavens sensed it.

Another commotion came from the entrance.

"I have things to do, guests please make yourselves at home."

Bai Zhantang dropped a sentence and ran down in a flash.

"Haha..."

Wei Yixiao laughed out loud, then cast his gaze toward the entrance.

"People from the Songshan Sect?"

Wei Yixiao looked at the sect emblem on the newcomers and curled his lips, then turned and walked into the private room.

A tiny Songshan Sect.

If it were during the heyday of the Ming Sect, a single word could have wiped them out; they were not worth mentioning.

The sixth private room in the East District.

Lian Xing said in a low voice, "It is the people from the Songshan Sect who have arrived; the leader is the Songshan Sect Leader, Zuo Lengchan."

The Yihua Palace's intelligence gathering ability was very strong.

They had collected portraits of almost all the sect leaders and famous experts in the Jianghu.

At this moment, she recognized Zuo Lengchan at a glance.

Yao Yue sipped her tea and said blandly, "The Songshan Sect seems very restless lately."

"They are indeed a bit restless."

"Back when the Five Mountains Sects split up, they went directly from a first-rate sect to five second-rate sects."

"In between, only the Huashan Sect rose for a while, returning to the ranks of first-rate sects, but quickly fell back to second-rate."

"Zuo Lengchan has been diligent over the years, developing the Songshan Sect very prosperously."

"It is said that his martial arts have long reached the Grandmaster level. His thirteen Taibao subordinates are all experts."

"With the Songshan Sect's current power, competing for a first-rate sect is not difficult."

"But I always feel that Zuo Lengchan's ambition is not limited to this."

Lian Xing said in a gentle tone.

The so-called second-rate sects, first-rate sects, and top-tier sects had no strict definitions.

They were just a rather general classification in the Jianghu.

But there were a few hard indicators that had to be met.

For example, if one wanted to be a first-rate sect, there had to be at least one Grandmaster sitting in the sect.

Otherwise, no matter how many experts there were, it could not be called a first-rate sect.

The Beggar Gang of the Great Ming was such a case.

Even though their disciples were all over the Jianghu and they had quite a few experts.