Chapter 387

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The fifth private room in the West District.

Shi Feixuan had already awakened from her epiphany, her state of mind having achieved a tremendous elevation.

Hearing now that Su Chen was about to comment on the Vajra of the Fomen, a look of joy appeared in her eyes.

"I wonder what kind of stunning and brilliant figures exist within my Fomen in this World of Snowy Blades?"

Shi Feixuan murmured, her eyes filled with an incomparably expectant look.

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"Boom!"

Just as the crowd in the main hall was discussing things heatedly.

A sudden clamor came from the entrance.

A group of more than ten people walked in together, with the four in the back carrying a stretcher.

On the stretcher sat an old man with white hair and a long beard, sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, radiating an aura that was terrifying to the extreme.

The Tongfu Inn of today was absolutely teeming with experts.

There were quite a few Grandmasters, peak Martial Dao experts, and even those at the Martial King Realm.

But when they felt the aura of this white-haired old man, they could not help but reveal looks of shock and cast their gazes toward him.

That group of people ignored the gazes of others and walked straight to the foot of the Bai Yu Platform.

The old man sitting on the stretcher then opened his eyes, his pupils clear and bright; he was clearly a person of great wisdom.

He looked Su Chen up and down, then cupped his hands in a salute:

"Wu Wu Yazi, Sect Leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, greets Mr. Su of the Snowy Blades."

"Many thanks to Mr. Su for your commentary, which let this old man know that there is still a granddaughter left in this world."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately ignited the entire hall.

Wu Wu Yazi!

The Sect Leader of that immortal-cultivating Xiaoyao Sect had actually come.

All the martial arts heroes could not help but reveal looks of shock; they had heard this expert's name like thunder.

Ever since Su Chen commented on the Xiaoyaozi of the Great Song, countless people had teamed up, wanting to go to the Xiaoyao Sect to apprentice and learn immortal arts.

Unfortunately, the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace had peripheral forces like the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands, making it difficult to approach.

Many people had also rushed to Leigu Mountain, only to find it empty as well.

Only now did they realize that Wu Wu Yazi had personally come over from the Great Song.

Hearing Wu Wu Yazi's words, the crowd felt another wave of emotion.

Mr. Su's commentary had performed a great service, allowing Wu Wu Yazi and Wang Yuyan to recognize each other as grandfather and granddaughter.

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The ninth private room in the North District.

Hearing this, Wang Yuyan could no longer restrain herself and walked straight out of the private room.

"Grandfather..."

Wang Yuyan stood before the third-floor railing and called out softly.

Wu Wu Yazi immediately revealed a look of excitement and looked up.

"Good! Good granddaughter!"

Seeing this celestial face that looked as if it were carved from the same mold as Li Qiushui and Li Canghai.

Wu Wu Yazi's heart was filled with a hundred emotions; he shook his hands downward and soared directly into the air, leaping onto the third floor.

Unexpectedly, at this very moment, a white ribbon of silk flew fiercely out from a private room, heading straight for Wu Wu Yazi.

This ribbon was extremely powerful, causing many Grandmasters present to feel their hearts sink.

"Li Qiushui, is that you?"

Wu Wu Yazi flicked his large sleeve, instantly shattering the white ribbon.

He could not be more familiar with this aura.

That he had fallen into such a state today could be said to be entirely thanks to this woman.

"Wu Wu Yazi, I didn't expect you to dare come here. Today, I shall take your life."

Accompanying this voice, a woman as beautiful as a celestial being walked out of the private room step by step.

The crowd in the hall revealed looks of shock one after another.

Li Qiushui, one of the three elders of Xiaoyao, had actually come too?

She was the Imperial Dowager Concubine of the Western Xia Kingdom, the biological mother of the current Western Xia Emperor.

In terms of noble status, she was no less than Fusu.

Looking at her beautiful face again, the crowd could not help but feel their spirits stirred.

Though she was at least ninety years old this year, her features were still like those of a young girl, as if she were a celestial being who had walked out of a painting.

The only flaw was that this "Fairy Sister's" face was covered in frost, radiating a terrifying killing intent.

Wu Wu Yazi had been in a fit of rage, but upon seeing Li Qiushui clearly, that anger vanished.

When it came down to it, it was all his fault for being fickle-minded back then, wasting Li Qiushui's sincere heart.

That he had fallen to this state was his own doing; he could not blame others.

Thinking of this, Wu Wu Yazi sighed lightly and said:

"Qiushui, it was I who failed you back then. These years, I have dragged this crippled body, living a life worse than death."

"Now, I only have one final wish left, and that is to pass this cultivation to my granddaughter, Yuyan."

"After that is done, you may kill or carve me as you please."

Li Qiushui did not expect Wu Wu Yazi to say such things and immediately snorted coldly: "Do you think I will soften my heart just because you say that?"

Wang Yuyan was caught in the middle, torn between the two, and was so anxious she was about to cry.

Just then, another sinister voice rang out:

"I don't care which of you lives or dies, but that Xiaoyao Sect Leader's jade thumb ring must belong to me."

Tianshan Tonglao Wu Xingyun walked out of a private room with large strides.

She had actually arrived early as well.

Her cultivation was still at perfection, so even facing both of them, she had enough confidence.

At this, the hall completely exploded.

The three elders of the Xiaoyao Sect, from that immortal-cultivating Xiaoyao Sect, had actually gathered at Tongfu Inn.

The combination of these three people's techniques was the complete version of the "Longevity and Eternal Youth Art."

In an instant, the gazes of everyone in the hall changed.

Although the three Xiaoyao elders were peerless in power—three peak Martial Kings—in the face of immortal-cultivating arts, anyone would lose their reason.

The spiritual senses of Wu Wu Yazi and the others were sharp; they immediately felt these gazes and could not help but change color.

Just at this moment.

Su Chen on the Bai Yu Platform said calmly: "This is a place for storytelling. If you are not listeners, please leave."

The seventh private room in the East District.

Xunzi said loudly: "Mr. Su is right. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here, this old man will never forgive!"

These words contained a terrifying Wu Huang aura, enveloping the entire venue.

The three Xiaoyao elders changed color instantly, and those martial arts heroes who had harbored evil intentions also calmed down.

The might of a Wu Huang could not be offended.

The second private room in the North District.

Lang Fanyun already had one hand pressed on his Rain-Covering Sword.

Listening to Su Chen's storytelling, his Sword Dao realm had advanced further; he owed Su Chen a favor.

If anyone brought trouble to Su Chen, he would not mind drawing the Rain-Covering Sword that had been sealed for twenty years.

Wang Yuyan took the opportunity to say: "Grandfather, Grandmother, and Senior Wu, you were all fellow disciples back then. So many years have passed, what grudges cannot be resolved?"

Hearing these words, the three Xiaoyao elders fell silent.

Yes, how many years had passed? The events of the past had long been forgotten; what remained was merely obsession.

"Mr. Su's storytelling is about to begin. The three of you, please follow me to my private room first."

Wang Yuyan spoke again, half-pushing and half-pulling the three Xiaoyao elders into her private room, and looked back at Su Chen with an apologetic gaze.