Three days later.
A bombshell news fell into the world of Wushu, stirring up a torrential wave at once. Almost drowned in it were countless martial artists who were willing to enjoy the show.
One month later, the Sword Demon Wu Xian, who once caused chaos in Longhu Mountain, struck again. He single-handedly charged into the imperial palace of Liyang, using his own strength to annihilate 50,000 imperial guards and more than 60 descendants of the elder masters of Longhu Mountain. In the end, he succeeded in assassinating the emperor Zhao Li of the contemporary Liyang Dynasty.
The whole world was immediately in uproar.
Not only in the middle plains, but even in the northern Mongolian grasslands, which were also in chaos, the news was learned, making the southern and northern royal courts, which had been fighting fiercely, all start to make moves. The war between them seemed to be showing signs of a ceasefire.
As time went by, more messages and specific details kept emerging from the city of Taian, but due to the sheer impossibility of the content, almost no one believed them. Many thought it was a deliberate move by the Western Chu to suppress the morale of the Liyang army.
It wasn't until soon after that the twelve princes and princesses of the Liyang Zhaoyi family left the city of Taian, heading to the twenty-four states under Liyang's rule as Ministers of Governance. Numerous factions secretly communicated with them to confirm the truth, at which point it was confirmed that the matter was genuine.
In an instant, the entire world was engulfed in an eerie calm. Whether in the martial world or among various factions, there was an unease in everyone's hearts. It was hard to imagine that a coarse and unrefined warrior could really be powerful to such an extent.
The idea of single-handedly overthrowing an ultra-excellent martial arts faction may be shocking, but it is still within the realm of acceptability for many.
But what has Wu Xian done now? This is nothing less than a man changing the fate of an empire, and even the entire world!
It seems that one person defeating an entire country is not just a dream of martial artists, but something that can actually be achieved. After all, the facts are right in front of everyone, and there is no denying them.
Upon realizing this, the entire martial world erupted in excitement. Countless warriors felt inspired and regarded Wu Xian, the Sword Demon, as their lifelong role model.
A man should be as such!
He can take his place!
For a moment, countless emperors and kings appeared in the martial world, eager to take his place and personally reenact Wu Xian's bold assault on the imperial palace and murder of the king.
And not long after, news from the city of Taian spread once more: the Sword Demon Wu Xian was a good man who preferred married women. He not only occupied the harem of the old emperor Zhao Li, but also forcibly kept with him the pregnant wife of General Xu Xiao, who was also the former champion of the Wu family, Wu Su. He used this as leverage to threaten Xu Xiao, demanding that he conquer Western Chu and pacify the Central Plains within a year, and then return to Liyang to submit to execution...
Martial artists: "..."
A man should be as such!
He can take his place!
In summary, what I want to say is that Wu Xian has become famous to the point of being red as a rose in the Snow World. His title has even changed, as the latest martial arts rankings have spread throughout the martial world and received widespread approval.
The World's First Martial Madness Demon!
Wu the Martial Madman, Wu the Crazy Madman. So extreme and possessed, there's no other title that fits Wu Xian better now.
At the same time, after thirty-odd years, the martial arts rankings list finally appeared again with the title of the number one in the world.
Interestingly, no one felt anything was amiss. Wu Xian's record was too fearsome, even among the Wusheng City, where martial artists held great reverence and adoration for Wang Xianzhi, no one believed their city lord could stand a chance against this unforeseen martial beast.
In response to this, the current number two in the world, Wang Xianzhi, was utterly indifferent. In fact, after seeing this issue of the martial arts rankings, he laughed heartily by the sea of the East and left the Wudao City of the East Sea that day, heading westward with his fist pointed towards Taian City.
His purpose is also self-evident. Of course, he wants to challenge the newly crowned number one in the world.
Soon after, another shocking news spread.
It is said that General Xu Xiao of the Liyang realm returned to Xili Wall, but instead of continuing to conquer Western Chu, he turned his direction and led three hundred thousand iron cavalry back to the Liyang border, riding without pause, heading towards Taian City as well.
In an instant, the whole world was in upheaval, with hidden currents flowing beneath the surface. Everyone was waiting and looking forward to how things would develop next.
On the other side, at the very center of the vortex, Wu Xian was sitting calmly on the throne of Liyang Palace, a symbol of supreme authority. One hand held a wine cup gently swaying, while the other hand lightly tapped the armrest.
Below in the great hall, there were a dozen or so beautiful women with exquisite figures dancing gracefully. They occasionally emitted soft, captivating sounds from their mouths, appearing completely captivated by beauty.
Shortly, Wu Xian's hand holding the wine cup slightly hesitated, and at the same time, he opened his eyes and looked towards a certain part of the hall.
A slight smile crept onto his lips, and then he waved his hand, indicating that it was time to end for today. He let the group of women with missions retreat from the hall, and then said:
"Sir, you've been in the Liyang Palace for over a month now. Are you finally ready to meet with the young one?"
As soon as this was said, an old scholar with a corpse-like aura suddenly appeared in the hall.
"These days, you've been wandering around the Liyang Palace. I'm sure you've spoken with the eunuch a few times by now. I'm curious, why haven't you made any moves?"
"After all, unlike that old eunuch, you are a genuine Tianren of Immortality and Longevity, and you alone have monopolized eighty percent of the fortune of the Confucian world. Once you two join forces, even I would feel a bit troubled."
As he spoke, Wu Xian also glanced at the old scholar who was emitting a corpse-like aura from head to toe.
The old scholar was no ordinary person. He was the ancestor revered by all scholars in the world, Zhuang Fuxiang, the first sage of Confucianism, who had lived for eight hundred and twenty years so far. His cultivation was unparalleled among mortals, even surpassing Wang Xianzhi.
By all accounts, without going through the Tianmen to refine one's body into a spirit, even a land-based Tianren could only live for two or three hundred years at most. However, this first sage of Confucianism had lived for over eight hundred years.
This was because he alone monopolized eighty percent of the fortune of the Confucian world, which had made it difficult for the Confucianism to produce another sage for many years.
Even if there were any, they were mostly short-lived. For example, in the original work, Xuan Yuan Jingcheng, who had studied for twenty years without achieving anything, was also due to this reason.
As for the reason why he had been staying in the human world, it was similar to Huang Longshi's, which was to cut off the connection between heaven and earth. In order to achieve this, he had secretly cooperated with the protagonist's predecessor, who was the first emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, and had been waiting for an opportunity.
By the way, Huang Longshi was actually his small disciple. Although they seemed to be doing their own things separately, in reality, they had always been in close contact.
A month ago, when Wu Xian met Huang Longshi, the First Sage of Confucianism was hiding in the shadows.
If not for this, Wu Xian would have already controlled Huang Longshi with his Dual-Heaven Hand and plundered his memories of the future. There would be no need for him to say so much meaningless stuff.
