Two days later, on the streets of Wuxi Town.
"Tatatata..."
A figure in red, riding a white steed, swiftly entered Wuxi Town. Without stopping on the bustling market streets, she headed straight to the the Mooncome Inn at the center of the town.
"Who's that? Riding a horse on the street? Seeking death..." A martial artist was startled by the galloping horse, grumbling discontentedly.
As soon as he spoke, his companion covered his mouth.
"Wuwuwu..."
After the person had gone far, the companion finally let go.
"What are you doing?" The martial artist complained.
The companion's expression was serious, looking at the woman's receding figure and said solemnly, "That's a warhorse from the court! Only high-ranking officials can ride it..."
The martial artist's face changed suddenly, murmuring, "Imperial Guard?"
"Yes."
For a moment, the martial artist's face turned pale. For people in the martial arts world, this was a name that inspired fear!
...
"Room number one on the top floor."
The woman strode into the Mooncome Inn, took out a token from her waist, pressed it on the table, and said coldly.
Seeing this, a servant was about to speak out to reprimand her.
The innkeeper rushed out and respectfully said, "Yes, please inside, honored guest!"
"Good!" The woman put away the token, and the innkeeper led her in.
There was a commotion among the martial artists at the wine tables.
Acting arrogantly in the Mooncome Inn, yet was personally led to the number one room by the innkeeper, this was simply unbelievable!
This Mooncome Inn was Huge Whale Gang's property. Over the years, many people had been kicked out for causing trouble here, including officials from various regions and even some martial arts novices! However, this time, an unknown woman was actually welcomed like this?
"Who is she? How could the innkeeper personally welcome her to the room?"
"I don't know. What's her identity? Could she be from the Holy Sect?"
"Has the Holy Sect's Saintess appeared?"
"Dressed in red, acting high-profile, doesn't seem like the Holy Sect's style..."
...
While everyone was discussing, a few figures walked into the inn again.
The leader had a handsome face, extraordinary demeanor, and exuded an aristocratic aura that was beyond description. The three behind him looked like servants, with ordinary faces and a gloomy temperament.
The leading young nobleman lightly swayed his folding fan and said, "Innkeeper, get me a room on the top floor."
"Oh, by the way, the best room here, is it the room number one on the top floor?" The servant looked a bit embarrassed, looking at the young nobleman and said, "Sir, just now, room number one on the top floor was booked by someone."
After the recent lesson, the servant dared not look down on people anymore, especially this person in front of him, who seemed very distinguished and was even more unbearable to offend.
"Oh, is that so?" A strange look flashed in the young nobleman's eyes. He shook his head and said, "That's a pity."
However, someone overhearing their conversation spoke up with sarcasm.
"Well, now anyone and everyone wants to stay in room number one on the top floor...I don't know what qualifications they have?"
A middle-aged man sitting by the table, leaning against a long knife, drinking strong liquor with a slightly intoxicated face, muttered.
"Oh?" Seeing someone provoking, the young nobleman also showed an interested expression, opened his folding fan, and pretended to ask for advice, "So, what qualifications does one need to stay in room number one?"
"Hehe..." The middle-aged man laughed heartily, loudly saying, "To enter the room number one on the top floor, you need at least seventh grade or higher cultivation in the martial world. You should have some reputation."
"You, a junior, what qualifications do you have to stay?"
"Hehe!" At the words, the young nobleman also laughed, casually instructing, "After drinking horse urine, you've become disrespectful. Let me educate you. Don't end up dead."
"What?" The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, as if realizing it, wanting to reach out to draw his sword.
However, just as he moved, a cold light suddenly struck his left arm, causing the entire arm to lose sensation.
The next moment, a powerful force surged in front of his chest.
"Puff..."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Suddenly, a footprint appeared on the middle-aged man’s chest, and he was kicked out of thin air and directly smashed through three tables. He barely stopped, spitting blood, feeling powerless, as if his whole body had fallen apart.
"Shadowless Leg?" The middle-aged man looked at the foot imprint on his chest, his pupils contracted, and he completely passed out.
"Liu He, is he dead?" The nobleman looked at the miserable state of the middle-aged man and asked calmly.
Liu He respectfully saluted and said, "Replying to the young master, he still has a breath left."
The nobleman was none other than Zhu Youji.
"That’s good! Consider it a lesson for him!"
"In the martial world, there are things that cannot be spoken lightly, especially when you don't know the details of others. Speaking recklessly can lead to death."
Zhu Youji walked to the servant's side and asked, "Can we go up now?"
"Of course, of course!" The servant didn't dare to be negligent and quickly led the four upstairs.
No one dared to say a word until they went upstairs. The martial artists in the lobby started to whisper.
"Did you see his moves clearly?"
"Who can see clearly? If we could, we wouldn't be having dinner at the lobby!"
"That must be the Silver Needle Acupoint Passage and Shadowless Leg, and both are at least at Great Achievement level. When he made his move just now, he moved his sleeve, and the silver needle hit the opponent’s arm, directly sealing the acupoint. The technique was indeed exquisite!"
"Absolutely! Even for a Shadowless Leg at the Great Achievement realm, reaching such a level of skill requires at least cultivation of seventh grade or higher!"
"A seventh-grade master as a bodyguard? Who is that young man?"
While the martial artists were discussing, a few figures walked out of the lobby.
The two pieces of news from today were soon spread.
...
In room number two with the sign "Top," Zhu Youji looked at Liu He in front of him, and a data panel appeared.
[Host: Liu He]
[Identity: Western Depot Third Guard]
[Cultivation: eighth grade lower]
[Martial Arts: Helianthus Manual upper half eighth stage, Silver Needle Acupoint Passage Great Achievement, Shadowless Leg Great Achievement, Bone-Softening Palm, Sinew-Splitting Bone-Crushing Hand, Mystical Stride Art...]
Indeed, he was worthy of being the Third Guard of Western Depot. He had cultivated the upper half of Helianthus Manual to the eighth stage. No wonder his moves were so swift, and the battle had ended in the blink of an eye!
Eastern and Western Depot practiced different martial arts. Cao Zhengchun of Eastern Depot practiced Virgin Kung Fu, an extremely masculine technique, while Yu Huatian of Western Depot practiced Helianthus Manual, an extremely yin and evil technique.
The two were incompatible in terms of martial arts, not to mention other aspects.
Because of this, most experts from Eastern Depot practiced vigorous techniques like Hard Qi Kung and Virgin Kung Fu, emphasizing the combination of external and internal power to defeat enemies with strength.
Most experts from Western Depot, on the other hand, practiced soft martial arts, using softness to overcome strength, more gentle and cold!
"Your Highness, forgive my indiscretion. We have a solid place in Wuxi Town and could stay there. Why make a grand appearance at Mooncome Inn?" Liu He respectfully inquired.
Zhu Youji lightly shook his folding fan, chuckled softly, and said, "Since we are on the turf of Huge Whale Gang, we naturally need to pay our respects."
"Be patient. Soon, people from Huge Whale Gang will come to invite us."
"If Lv Jing wants to go overseas, he won't be able to do so without finding people from Huge Whale Gang. Instead of us searching blindly, let Huge Whale Gang's people help us first!"
"More than that, I'm curious. Is the person staying in room number one on the top floor really her?"