IPPWR Chapter 64 Grandmaster (16) At the apex of the Jianghu part 1

Winged Neko: Everyone’s titles are soo long, honesty if you see discrepancies in whether someone is called a great chivalrous hero or hero or master, I’ve already tried my best 

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Young master Yan of the escort bureau is dead.

Yi Tinglan had just arrived when she heard this sentence.

Her face suddenly changed and she had already thought of the possible consequences of this incident: “Not good.”

But just as this idea surfaced, there was even greater commotion outside, attracting everyone who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

In the position of the pastry shop, there was already a sea of ​​fire, and several figures rushed out of the flames, with one person carrying a person in his arms.

That bloodless face looked familiar and was none other than the Young master Yan of the escort bureau that Yi Tinglan had seen not long ago.

The one who rescued the person was a thin young Taoist named Xuanzhen, a disciple of the Yichen Temple Master. He had outstanding talent among those under thirty years old. His martial arts cultivation was already ranked among the top in the Jianghu.

He was dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe. Normally he should be very elegant and handsome, but at this time he looked a little embarrassed. Even the corners of his robe were scorched by the flames.

Xuanzhen couldn’t care about his usual natural and calm demeanour. As soon as he got out of the fire, he quickly put down the boy he was holding in his hand, unable to even catch his breath.

He casually touched the other person’s pulse, but after a few breaths, he shook his head heavily and lowered his eyes with a sigh: “It’s still one step late, he’s already dead.”

With the fire blazing behind, this short alley was almost filled with masters from all walks of life. Everyone’s eyes were focused on the corpse on the ground. The atmosphere at the scene was eerily quiet.

It should be noted that during this period, the Xuanyue Sect, Yichen Temple, Guanchan Temple, Hanshan Sect, Burning Snow Pavilion, Qiushui Mountain Villa, and the other six orthodox sects have all sent important figures to Anyang Prefecture for the legendary Immortal Stone.

They were all dubious at first, but once everyone saw Yuan Buwei, they no longer had any doubts.

They couldn’t imagine such a teenager, who was just a teenager, could give specific advice immediately after only seeing their sect’s martial arts once. Everyone who met Yuan Buwei in private received enlightenment through his guidance, and not only made up for their shortcomings, but also improved.

If this is not the miracle of the Immortal Stone, should they believe that there are such terrifying people in the world? A single glance can see through them thoroughly. If this is the case, what is the use of decades of hard cultivation?

If there are people like this in this world, who are so remarkable that people can’t believe that he is just relying on his own abilities. They must come up with a golden finger to feel at ease.

The inhumane realm that Yuan Buwei manifested completely convinced the Six Orthodox sects of the Immortal Stone’s authenticity.

Perhaps breaking though the void is not an extravagant hope.

The higher the level of martial arts, the more eager they are to comprehend the secret of the Immortal Stone. They did not take the ‘Young master Yan of the escort bureau’, a rough kid, into their hearts. Anyway, they always have a way to obtain this secret from the other party. What everyone is truly afraid of is each other, after all, each faction wants to enjoy this amazing secret alone.

But just as these people were racking their brains to eliminate other opponents, the ‘Young master Yan of the escort bureau’ who held all the core secrets unexpectedly died like this

At this moment, everyone seemed to experience a sudden burst of hope, falling from heaven to hell.

Only a deathly silence remained in the tenth alley.

Everyone’s face has no expression.

Until a voice broke the sudden silence.

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Shortly after arriving, Zhou Qinghe suddenly stood aside from the crowd and took a step forward: “Wait a moment, let me see. Perhaps the person who died was not the real Young master Yan of the escort bureau.”

Upon his reminder, everyone reacted and said, “That’s right, even for the sake of the mystery of the Immortal Stone, no one should have harmed the life of the Young master Yan of the escort bureau like this. Perhaps the thief behind the scenes has already taken the real Young master Yan of the escort bureau away and this is just a cover to deceive us.”

This pastry shop is surrounded by experts from the six orthodox sects. Even if there are indeed experts sneaking in, they can only deceive  everyone  for a quarter of an hour at most. With their strength, they will soon discover the traces of strangers.

And with the limited time, it was not feasible to torture the secret from the ‘Young master Yan of the escort bureau’ and then kill them. There are only two options available, either to kill or to quickly kidnap him before others react.

But the value of this ‘Young master Yan of the escort bureau’ lies in the hidden secrets he has not revealed yet. Without revealing the secrets of the Immortal Stone, what is the point of killing him?

Everyone present was not a dull person. Upon hearing Zhou Qinghe’s words, they immediately understood the key point and were filled with confidence.

Seeing everyone’s gloomy expression change, Yi Tinglan, who was standing alone, couldn’t help but crease her eyebrows.

Is that really the case?

She has a bad premonition in her heart.

The Mingyue technique follows nature when cultivating to the highest and deepest levels. The soul is as clear as the bright moon, and it can reflect all things in the world. The founder who created this technique once proposed an idea: if one can truly cultivate the highest realm imagined, perhaps they can reach the point like the ancients said “The autumn wind has not yet moved the cicada”¹. Before a crisis arises, there will be warning signs.

Although Yi Tinglan hadn’t reached this level, years of practising the Mingyue technique still gave her an extraordinary spiritual sense. At this moment, there was already something ominous in her spiritual consciousness.

But others are immersed in this reasonable speculation or, in despair, they would rather believe that the ‘Young master Yan of the escort bureau’ is not dead yet.

Several young heroes immediately exclaimed angrily, “It’s probably like this. This person first threw out a fake to disturb our minds and delay time. If God catcher Zhou hadn’t been alert and discovered the truth, I’m afraid the thief would have already left Anyang city.”

“Yes, without further delay, we can’t let their plan succeed. Let’s chase quickly.”

“No,” Zhou Qinghe, who was silently conducting the autopsy on the side, stood up and personally denied his previous speculation. “It’s true, Young master Yan of the escort bureau is really dead.

After a moment of silence, everyone exclaimed, “Impossible!”

It’s really uncomfortable to finally find hope and then having it be shattered in an instant. It is really difficult for them to accept such a fact.

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Zhou Qinghe ignored the attitude of these people and continued, “The bone age is right, there are no signs of disfigurement, there are still hidden wounds left by the Tianyi Pavilion assassin inside the body that have not healed, and the martial arts in his body is also consistent with the Jinghong Blade. This is the Young master Yan of the escort bureau. As for the cause of death,” he said, frowning in confusion and looking at Yi Tinglan.

Others quickly asked, “What was the cause of death? God catcher Zhou must be able to find out who the killer was, right?”

At this moment, they were like watching a gold mine destroyed in front of them, gritting their teeth and hating the person who did it to the extreme.

Yi Tinglan felt increasingly uneasy in her heart, but for a moment she couldn’t think of any good way to stop it.

Sure enough, the next moment she heard Zhou Qinghe solemnly utter three words: “Tianyuan Sword”

Everyone’s faces changed one after another.

“Isn’t Tianyuan Sword that person’s swordsmanship?”

For a moment, countless pairs of eyes focused on Yi Tinglan and several elders of Xuanyue Sect.

Disregarding the young people, the older generation of Jianghu people now think of the man from over a decade ago.

With just one sword, Chu Tiannan defeated countless experts from the two cultivation schools, earning him the nickname of the world’s best swordsman.

Even if it has been more than ten years, the legend left by that person in the Jianghu has not yet dissipated. The entanglement between this world’s best swordsman and the two saints of the Xuanyue Sect and Burning Flame Sect, is still quietly circulating among many people today.

A middle-aged man with slightly white sideburns and a strong figure took the lead in saying, “Elder Yue, if I remember correctly, the great hero Chu Tiannan went to Xuanyue Sect before he retired. He compiled half his life experience of practising swordsmanship into a scroll, called the Tianyuan sword technique, and handed it to Sect master Rong, of the Xuanyue sect. Isn’t this true?”

Recalling the vague and ambiguous rumours of the past, everyone’s gaze became even more peculiar.

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¹ 金风未动蝉先觉= The autumn wind has not yet moved the cicada , which means that the autumn wind has not yet arrived, but the cicada has already noticed it. It is a metaphor for being aware of changes that are about to happen in advance.

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