Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 112 - 89 90. The Blade King the scourge of the North and

Chapter 112: 89, 90. The Blade King, the scourge of the North, and Lady Gaoyi, who commands the Barbarian Lands (Big chapter – Subscribe)_3

Chapter 112: 89, 90. The Blade King, the scourge of the North, and Lady Gaoyi, who commands the Barbarian Lands (Big chapter – Subscribe)_3

Sir, you must understand, even an ordinary disciple at the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall could easily handle everything about these people.

If you don’t let them call you Lord Song, it would be like telling them they can’t stay here. They would only be scared, and might even kneel down and bow to you for forgiveness.”

Song Cheng replied, “You seem to know quite a lot.”

Ling said, “But I still don’t recognize the real appearance of the honorable sir, otherwise… when I first saw you, how could I have spoken to you like that?”

Song Cheng smiled slightly.

As they spoke, the carriage stopped.

The Shanhe Martial Arts Hall had arrived.

Song Cheng got off the carriage, and immediately, two strong young disciples came forward respectfully, “Uncle-Master.”

The Martial Arts Hall had its own hierarchy and positions.

If there were positions, one would call by position; if not, one would directly call by hierarchy.

Song Cheng turned his head and called out, “Ling, tie up the carriage, then come in with me.”

Ling showed a cheerful face and responded, “Sure, sir.”

She wondered if the honorable sir would leave her outside.

After all, it was freezing up in the carriage.

Moreover, entering the Martial Arts Hall with the honorable sir was quite glorious.

Song Cheng looked at the two disciples, speaking kindly, “Which elder is in the hall?”

One disciple said, “The Third Elder is here, at the Great Hall Master’s place.”

Duan Xin?

Song Cheng recalled that young elder.

Of course, this “young” was only in terms of the elders; in terms of age, he was at least twenty years older than him, with children at home around his own age.

Song Cheng nodded slightly, then stepped inside.

Today’s visit, nothing else, just to defeat all the strong ones in the prefectural city.

His power had surged, even if he “hid six and revealed four,” he could still become the best in this prefectural city.

“Best in the prefectural city,” in the past, would have meant endless trouble.

But nowadays, it was within the scope he could bear.

The principle was simple, if you had three parts of ability, yet strived for the fame and wealth of four, that was seeking fortune amidst danger, that was trying one’s luck.

But if you inherently had ten parts of ability, and only aimed for the fame and wealth of four, this was very safe and secure.

The reputation of being the “Best in the Prefectural City” looked high, conspicuous, and at the forefront.

But to him right now, it was nothing.

Moreover, he needed this reputation.

Firstly, it was to increase the value and human sentiment of his “gifts.”

The same “Two Thousand Stone food,” “gifted by the top expert of Hanping Prefecture, strongest of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall,” was completely different from “gifted by a chamber of commerce.”

Secondly, it was to increase his chances of encountering challenges.

The title of “top expert” was always tempting, as long as someone bore this title, there were bound to be challenges from within the martial arts world.

Why?

All martial artists had aspirations, unless they had fought, no one would willingly acknowledge who was the best at the same level.

If you wanted to be the best, you were destined to accept challenges.

Song Cheng now feared no challenges, eager to enhance his deduction probability, so… it was indeed good to send out this signal.

Thirdly, to elevate his level, to increase his chances of contacting “Profound Level” forces.

While thinking, Song Cheng arrived at a snow-covered courtyard.

The disciples at the door saw him and hurriedly reported.

“Great Hall Master, Third Elder, Uncle-Master Song is here.”

A voice came from the courtyard.

“Come in quickly.”

Song Cheng stepped inside.

The Great Hall Master smiled and said, “I was just seeing off the Third Elder. How come you’re interested in coming here, Junior Brother?”

Song Cheng said, “Senior Brother, I’ve been contemplating the Blade Canon and need to have some experience. Therefore…”

He contemplated slightly, then suddenly raised his hand, “Little Song, I wish to request guidance from the Third Elder.”

The Great Hall Master was momentarily stunned.

He was helping this junior show modesty.

Why did this junior want fame himself?

This…

“Junior Brother, cultivation is a slow process, cultivating a calm heart and mind is the true path, haste makes waste,” the Great Hall Master earnestly advised.

The Third Elder smiled slightly and said, “Hall Master, perhaps letting Junior Brother get an early understanding of the Qi Realm level would indeed be good.”

The Great Hall Master gave him a speechless look.

The Third Elder asked puzzledly, “What is it?”

The Great Hall Master said, “You can’t beat him.”

The Third Elder: ???

“Impossible!”

Meanwhile, Song Cheng clasped his fists and said, “Senior Brother Duan, please.”

The Third Elder looked at him with surprise and doubt.

Song Cheng drew his sword, assuming the starting move for the First Move of the “Three Styles of Felling Mountains” called “Cleave Mountain.”

At this, the Great Hall Master was also shocked because he could see Song Cheng’s “Cleave Mountain” posture was executed very well. Although it was somewhat rough, considering this young man had just encountered the “Broken Mountain Spirit Blade Qi Secret Manual” not long ago, it was quite normal.

The Third Elder smiled slightly, his reddish-brown leather battle robe also lifting, holding a long-poled broadsword, he said, “Junior Brother, I will use Qi, watch carefully.”

After speaking, an invisible aura burst out from his body, boiling like transparent tides surging onto the long blade, causing the air around the blade to warp.

“Blade Qi is formless, can be released externally, even over several tens of yards, it would arrive in one stroke. And the opponent might not even have the chance to detect this Blade Qi; even if they detected it, they wouldn’t be able to react. At this realm, there’s basically no avoidance. So… Junior Brother still wants to fight?”

He was somewhat worried, then glanced at the Great Hall Master again.

The Great Hall Master nodded.

Although the Third Elder was suspicious, he still said, “Junior Brother, be careful.”

After speaking, he swung the long-poled broadsword, gently turning it, and all the wind and snow in the courtyard surged like a raging tide, carving a pale moon arc, then with the cutting wind tearing face, slashed toward Song Cheng.

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The wind and snow were just aftershocks.

What was truly hidden within it, was that pure killing Blade Qi.

Invisible, colorless, impossible to defend against!