Why do I have so many masters?

Chapter 761 -56: The Vast and Upright Energy (10,000-Word Mega Chapter, Additionally Requesting Leave)_4

“Back in the day, you wanted to kill me a thousand times over, yet now we meet as if strangers,”

He brushed a hand through his temples’ white hair and said with a complex smile,

“It turns out that we have both grown old.”

Jiang Yang took slow steps upward, recounting the history and stories of each place he passed as if they were his family treasures. His voice was gentle and steady, but it made Wu Qiong’s nose tingle, nearly bringing tears to his eyes. At this moment, Jiang Yang’s Qi Mechanism had already dispersed, yet no one stood in his way, allowing him to march straight in.

Past the Master’s Hall, through the winding corridors, with the mist from the surrounding water rising, the heavy waterfalls crashed down from over a hundred feet above the rocks, thundering like the sound of rolling thunder.

In front of the waterfall, sat a middle-aged Confucian Scholar on a slab of bluestone. Unlike Jiang Yang, he wore a long robe of cyan and purple, exuding an imposing aura. It was covered with a layer of white gauze, which did not appear cumbersome but added a touch of elegance. His back turned to the crowd, he gazed at the waterfall pouring down and suddenly said,

“As a son stands on the riverbank, he says, ‘Thus the departed flow away, never ceasing, day or night.'”

“Elder brother, you still came.”

Wu Qiong clenched his fists, his eyes wide with rage. Jiang Yang raised a hand to stop him and, looking at that familiar back, calmly said, “You ambushed me and I fell down the mountain, but I never got the chance to clarify things with you.”

“You are mistaken, junior brother.”

The waterfall suddenly came to a halt, and the millions of tons of heavy flowing water stopped midair, swirling. The middle-aged Confucian Scholar burst out laughing, the laughter growing louder, suddenly turning into a furious reprimand, “Who is the one at fault?!”

“Matters of the state, who was it that received the grace of the Monarch! And yet does not think to serve the country? Who was it that shared a brotherly bond with his highness, but failed to even see him one last time?!”

“I was wrong?! Haha, the ones who broke their promises and were disloyal and unfilial, it is clear that it was you!”

“Before the Great Shu Hall, I summon Jiang Yang, Jiang Wenyuan of the Hanlin Academy!”

Qi Force erupted, and the heavy waterfall water crashed down, like the sudden explosion of thunder, billions of droplets rising and thundering in one’s ears.

………

“The older generation has its grandeur and history; that’s fine. But the younger generation should also have their own pride. Otherwise, they cannot support the legacy of their predecessors. At the very least, they should see it with their own eyes.”

Xiahou Xuan stood in front of Jiang Lan, murmuring softly to himself, moving forward towards the towering gates of One-Leaf Pavilion. The previous disciples had failed to stop Jiang Yang and his companions. The stewards, already somewhat annoyed, were now faced with another group after just a few people had passed, igniting their fury in an instant.

Five hundred sword-wielding disciples formed a Sword Array to block the mountain gate.

Sword Intent soared to the heavens, Pure Qi floating above.

The Sword Array symbolized boundless righteousness.

A man in his thirties held an important position in the mountain gate and recognized the noble descendants of Jiangnan Road. Spotting Xiahou Xuan and seeing that Jiang Lan was blocked behind him, his heart stirred. After several struggles, he suddenly raised his right hand.

The Sword Array behind him shifted in response.

The Sword Qi dispersed the Pure Qi, turning into a piercing Sword Intent.

However, at that moment, this notable figure of the mountain gate suddenly noticed another person step forward. He wore a simple cloth attire, if bestowed with charming looks and an extraordinary bearing like Xiahou Xuan, then even in ordinary cloth, he could embody the full charm and demeanor of a noble.

Yet this man appeared simple and honest, clearly a commoner scholar, and even carried a bamboo umbrella wrapped in blue cloth on his back, which seemed rather ridiculous.

The steward frowned slightly; the status of Xiahou Xuan was significant. Everyone in the Jiangnan road of Jianghu knew he was valued by the Xiahou Family, and at the moment, One-Leaf Pavilion was in a precarious situation. Unless necessary, he was reluctant to act against Xiahou Xuan.

And Jiang Lan, everyone knew how significant his identity was to Zhang Zuosheng at this time. If he were to injure him, even slightly, he feared there would be consequences afterward.

His gaze then fell on the honest-looking servant, intending to make an example of him to dissuade the other two. However, he remained vigilant, realizing that anyone who could approach a Sword Array of five hundred without fear was either foolish or supremely confident.

With a slight gesture, he dispatched thirty disciples to form a Sword Array and approach slowly.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, his meridians pulsing with rolling Qi. He glanced at the towering gates of One-Leaf Pavilion, lifted his right foot, and took a firm step forward.

With a single breath, he channeled the might of Kunlun.

The heavy Qi Mechanism rose suddenly.

The approaching swordsmen failed to perceive it in time. As they rushed forward dozens of steps, it was as if they were struck by some invisible beast. Their faces changed drastically as they staggered backward, their swords clashing to the ground.

Wang Anfeng took another step forward.

With undivided attention and an unrestrained Qi Mechanism, he passed another barrier.

A visible circle of Qi waves dispersed.

The steward’s sword, although not comparable to the Famous Sword in Ye Zhuhua’s hands, was also not an ordinary forged weapon. Yet in this moment, it bent backward, and pushing his Inner Qi to straighten it, the steward’s heart skipped, looking around to find his disciples retreating.

Looking forward again, he saw the honest-looking servant with a calm demeanor and extraordinary presence shaking him to his core with a slight sense of dread.

But having already failed in his duties once today, if he let this man through the gate, he might not be able to bear the consequences once it was investigated. Gritting his teeth, he bellowed,

“Who goes there, daring to trespass upon One-Leaf Pavilion!”