Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6311: The Level of the World



Jian Wushuang wore a cloak, his face obscured, but from his attire, he resembled a martial arts master.

Carrying a sword on his back, he looked like a wandering swordsman, his face hidden as he journeyed far.

The waiter appeared dull-eyed, but his hands and feet were quick, and his tone carried the air of the common folk. He eagerly welcomed Jian Wushuang inside.

"Would you prefer an upper room or a middle room?" The waiter bent over, bowing his head with a smile.

Jian Wushuang took out a money pouch from his waist and slammed it onto the table, declaring loudly, "An upper room, and bring me two jars of good wine, a pound of cooked beef, and a plate of peanuts!"

"Right away, sir! Please wait a moment; I'll arrange it immediately!"

His arrangement was merely shouting back to the kitchen and then retrieving a key from the innkeeper, which he respectfully handed to Jian Wushuang.

Taking the key, Jian Wushuang pulled out a piece of silver from his pouch and casually tossed it to the waiter, saying generously, "This is for you!"

With that, he headed straight upstairs.

After a short while, the waiter enthusiastically knocked on the door and entered, placing the wine on the table before respectfully retreating.

Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the bed, not touching the wine. His thought power spread out, enveloping a fifty-mile radius, always keeping an eye on the convoy.

He wanted to be thorough in his actions, not letting the presence of this strange inn make him think he knew everything. He continued to watch the convoy and kept his focus on Yang Xiao.

He needed to ensure that Yang Xiao remained safe.

Then, he would find an opportunity to ask about matters related to the Jiang Kingdom.

Especially regarding Jiang Shang.

"Jiang Shang!" Jian Wushuang's thoughts triggered memories from years ago.

The events of that time could not be severed!

Because of his helpless actions, Hui Qing's Dao Heart had wavered several times. This was all cause and effect!

If it hadn't been for the coercion of the White King...

"Sigh!"

Jian Wushuang let out a long sigh.

To speak of this matter, one must blame Zhen Ling. If Zhen Ling hadn't brought Demon Sound Mountain to the Heavenly Realm, he wouldn't have gone there to receive the legacy of the physical trials.

Without that legacy, he wouldn't have entered the Heavenly Realm early, and thus wouldn't have been captured by the White King.

This led to him being coerced by the deities and the White King, forced into a blood sacrifice.

Inadvertently, he had killed Jiang Shang's brother during his mortal period.

This had caused such a mess.

He had thought this matter was long past, but upon entering this vast world, he unexpectedly found traces of Jiang Shang once more.

"Could it be that she has been reincarnated?" Jian Wushuang raised an eyebrow but quickly dismissed the thought.

A Universe Master who had fallen in the long river of time and space would not come to the Realm God Continent!

Nor would they enter this world.

There must be a reason behind it.

He could only explore it slowly.

But no matter what, this time, he wouldn't make the same mistake.

He would not repeat the same error twice.

"No matter if you are the Jiang Shang of old, I will safely bring you to Hui Qing!"

...

Outside the inn.

The previously peaceful street suddenly bustled with activity.

A group of wild-looking foreigners from the north, driving beast-drawn carriages, collided head-on with Chen Yuan's convoy coming from the south.

The two sides began arguing outside over the stables.

As a captain of the imperial guard, Dong Biao had fought on the battlefield and battled these wild foreigners before. Seeing them now made his eyes burn with rage. Although relations with the foreigners had eased in recent years, with both sides engaging in trade, they still wouldn't show each other any kindness.

"Damned foreigners!" Dong Biao cursed inwardly. However, this time, they had important matters to attend to, and there were strong individuals among these foreigners as well. Not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble, he scowled and reprimanded, "You savages, don't you prefer living in the wild? Why are you staying in an inn?"

His words were harsh, but they were already the most polite he could muster.

Otherwise, he would have simply told them to get lost!

The foreigners didn't back down either. One of them, a seductive woman with bronze skin adorned with various ornaments, glared at him and retorted angrily, "Hmph! Aren't you Central Plains people always boasting about being a land of etiquette? According to your sages' teachings, shouldn't you be treating your guests with respect?"

Her words stunned Dong Biao. He hadn't expected her to be so familiar with the Tang

Dynasty.

"Now it seems that you've ignored the words of your sages, only picking the parts that benefit you. How hypocritical!" The seductive woman sneered at Dong Biao.

For a moment, Dong Biao didn't know how to respond. He had never been humiliated like this before. If this were a battlefield, he would have already drawn his blade and cursed his enemy. "Courting death!" Dong Biao roared in fury, drawing his sword.

A hundred Imperial Guards immediately drew their weapons as well, tightening their reins, ready to charge at any moment!

However, Chen Yuan, who had been observing from the carriage, stopped Dong Biao at this critical moment.

"Wait!"

Chen Yuan lifted the curtain and stepped out, his gaze falling on the seductive woman from

the Cang Clan.

This matter could be handled either lightly or seriously. It wouldn't be wise to kill this foreign merchant caravan over a verbal dispute; that would be inviting trouble.

As the officer in charge, he would have to take responsibility if something went wrong, but he also needed to handle the situation effectively.

If he didn't, it would undermine his subordinates' authority, which would in turn undermine his own.

Although he hadn't spent many years in officialdom, he had learned plenty of techniques for managing subordinates.

He first signaled Dong Biao to sheath his sword, then dismounted and approached the Cang Clan's merchant caravan. The Zhanxian Guards followed closely behind.

Among the ten Zhanxian Guards were elite Jinwu Guards, whose imposing presence alone

could crush the caravan.

Even the sharp-tongued seductive woman couldn't help but take a half-step back.

It wasn't until an old man behind her gently placed his hand on her shoulder that she regained

her composure.

"Those are Jinwu Guards from the Zhanxian Guard. It's best not to act recklessly," a voice warned in her mind. The seductive woman's expression changed slightly, but she responded

with a subtle nod.

Seeing that his message had been received, Chen Yuan raised his hand and instructed, "Show

some respect!"

Only then did the Jinwu Guards retract their overwhelming aura, allowing the foreigners to breathe freely again. They gasped for air, as if a weight had been lifted from their chests.

"These people in battle gear must all be Great Immortals. Who is this man?" Some beast tamers in the caravan, despite their shock, couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Tang Dynasty, where ten Great Immortals were protecting a mere mortal.

The man must be one of the highest-ranking individuals in the Tang Dynasty.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many Great Immortals guarding him.

In the wild regions, the Cang Clan referred to cultivators at the Golden Core stage as Great

Immortals.

Just like how the eastern lands called them Immortals, it was merely a title.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Chen Yuan glanced at the people who had been subdued and softened his expression, speaking kindly, "Young lady, you mentioned the way of hospitality earlier. Indeed, that is a tradition of the Tang Dynasty. 'Isn't it delightful to have friends come from afar?' Of course, we should show hospitality, and we should offer the best." These words immediately won over many members of the foreign merchant caravan. After all, standing before them was a harmless-looking scholar, surrounded by a group of intimidating Great Immortals. It was only natural for them to develop a favorable impression of him. Moreover, in their eyes, it was astonishing that someone of such high status would speak so courteously to them.