Li Da Hu hurried over from outside the Sunflare Empire.
His purpose in coming here was for the Wasteland Sword Sect... or rather, for a "promise" he had made with soone hundreds of years ago.
Upon arriving in the Withered Cloud Province, he heard that the Sect Leader of the Wasteland Sword Sect was going to have a second battle with the Supre Elder of the Nianling Sect. Both had advanced to the Tribulation Crossing stage, making this fight even more spectacular.
However, Li Da Hu wasn't interested in these matters. What intrigued him more was the Wasteland Sword Sect's ancestral "True Intent of the Wasteland Blade."
So, he ca.
He wanted to see how spectacular the Sect Leader of the Wasteland Sword Sect could fight.
Li Da Hu waited for several days on a low mountain at the farthest edge of the Desolate Valley, but to his surprise, the person he was supposed to et didn't show up. Instead, a mysterious young man arrived first.
At first, he was startled because he had set up a very concealed restriction on this low mountain to avoid being disturbed.
This restriction was almost impossible to detect for anyone below the fifth level of the Tribulation Crossing stage, and even if detected, it wouldn't be easy to break.
Yet this Brother Gu just walked in as if it were nothing!
Incredible... truly incredible!
Though Li Da Hu was simple and straightforward, he imdiately understood that this was an unknown powerhouse!
And much stronger than him!
So, he simply started a conversation with Gu Heng.
Li Da Hu wanted to see if he could form a shallow acquaintance with Gu Heng, as knowing more powerful people never hurt.
He was also curious about what such a powerhouse was doing here.
Because to soone with such unfathomable strength, the "great battle" of Tribulation Crossing cultivators was no different from children having a fight.
Li Da Hu munched on a lon and then spoke to Gu Heng, "Brother Gu, let say sothing you might not like."
Gu Heng waved his hand.
"Go ahead, I've heard it all."
"In my opinion, Brother Gu doesn't seem like soone interested in these things."
Gu Heng chuckled and nodded.
"But I have nothing else to do, and there's a fight to watch, so why not?"
Indeed, what Gu Heng was most interested in about these powerful clashes was seeing how dazzling and fierce their moves could be.
Just for fun.
Interested? A little, but not entirely.
Gu Heng always left so room when speaking to strangers, making himself seem a bit more philosophical.
Ah, I see.
It seems Brother Gu has been in seclusion for a long ti, but he doesn't want to make a move himself, maybe just wants to see others fight.
He could completely understand that.
Li Da Hu continued munching on his lon with a fierce expression and said, "Yeah, I can tell from Brother Gu's deanor that you're cultivating yourself, unlike , a complete country bumpkin. Look at my clothes, though clean, they're patched over patches..."
He seed to be complaining, but Gu Heng didn't hear it that way. On the contrary, he seed very confident and self-aware.
Straightforward indeed.
Gu Heng chuckled inwardly, thinking it's not easy to et such a straightforward person these days. He continued eating sunflower seeds, watching the hills gradually fill with people.
"Hopefully, the ti spent here will be more worthwhile."
He lay on a bluestone, watching the gentle sunlight pour down.
"Brother Gu, you can't say that. Since you're here, the outco doesn't matter."
Li Da Hu mumbled while munching on a fragrant lon.
"Brother Li, you seem quite open-minded. Do you practice swordsmanship?"
Gu Heng, bored, chatted with Li Da Hu, glancing at the knife at Li Da Hu's waist, finding it increasingly pleasing to the eye. Though simple, it was definitely practical.
Of course, it couldn't compare to what he forged.
Gu Heng's forging skills were top-notch among mortals, and because of this, he had seen many particularly inferior weapons. So far, the only weapon he could praise as "well-made" ca from the hands of one person.
That was Zhuge Gan, who had once co to challenge him.
As fellow mortals, Gu Heng believed Brother Zhuge Gan had a strong character and a great desire to win, with an extre obsession and pursuit of the craft of forging. Gu Heng could beat him purely because of the System; without it, Zhuge Gan would undoubtedly be more formidable.
But now, the simple broadsword at Li Da Hu's waist also seed excellent to Gu Heng.
He just didn't know which mortal craftsman made such a fine piece.
Hearing Gu Heng's inquiry, Li Da Hu scratched his head, nodding repeatedly, yet not appearing humble, only more sincere.
"Hey, I've loved practicing swordsmanship since I was a kid. After all these years, I don't have much to show for it, just a bit of superficial skill..."
Gu Heng suddenly understood, "So, you're interested in the Wasteland Sword Sect."
Easy to guess.
This brother likes playing with knives, and the Wasteland Sword Sect, such a large sect, is renowned for its swordsmanship. Their Sect Leader must be particularly powerful and impressive with a blade, capable of splitting mountains and cracking the earth.
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Li Da Hu must want to see that.
He chuckled, his simplicity not lacking a bit of unique cleverness.
Gu Heng looked at his expression and couldn't help but smile. Li Da Hu's appearance was quite endearing, with a dark, big face and a simple deanor, adding a touch of friendliness, especially his eyes, which seed to speak.
"Brother Gu, let tell you..."
Li Da Hu leaned closer to Gu Heng and whispered, "This Desolate Valley has a history."
"Oh?"
"You see, two hundred years ago, there was a decisive battle here, just like this one!"
Li Da Hu knew a lot.
At least Gu Heng didn't know that the reason for the hundred-zhang-wide pit in the Desolate Valley was the remnants of the last decisive battle.
Moreover, the combatants were exactly the sa.
The only difference was that their cultivation had greatly increased.
Gu Heng certainly didn't know about the past grievances between the Nianling Sect and the Wasteland Sword Sect, but it seed these grudges had accumulated for a long ti. However, he wasn't interested in understanding them.
But Li Da Hu knew these things well and began to talk endlessly to Gu Heng about the past grievances between the two sects two hundred years ago, eating lon as he spoke, creating a rather harmonious atmosphere.
Gu Heng was surprised at how proficient Li Da Hu was in recounting these events...
This man probably really yearned for the life of a cultivator.
In the blink of an eye, nearly two hours had passed.
And this ti, it wasn't mortals who arrived.
Gu Heng looked towards the east and west sides of the Desolate Valley, seeing more than ten large spirit ships approaching the valley from both sides in mid-air.
These ships were massive, entirely dark blue, shimring with a cold light under the blazing sun.
Seeing these giant ships appear, the mortals and cultivators watching from the surrounding peaks of the Desolate Valley began to stir.
The main event had finally arrived.
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