In the following days, people from other major sects arrived one after the other. With about ten days left until the competition for Elder Suan Tian’s inheritance began, almost everyone had arrived.
Naturally, such a significant event couldn’t exclude the local landlords of Hong Province—the Lian Family.
The Lian Family was also the leading family in Hong Province, once one of the nine great families and now one of the eight great families.
Speaking of the Lian Family, this family was rather unique. Male mbers took the surna Lian, while female mbers took the surna Lian. Only the leading male and female of each generation were entitled to compete for the position of patriarch.
Once the patriarch was decided, the surna of the patriarch would beco the family’s outward-facing surna. This generation was led by a female, so the household affairs were dominated by won.
Where there were many people, anything could happen, after all, you couldn’t expect everyone to be Mr. Nice Guy, harboring neither grudges from the past nor animosity at present.
Occasionally, martial arts tournants were held outside, and if it weren’t for the fact that most people had significant backgrounds and didn’t want to risk a life-and-death struggle before the inheritance started, there might have been casualties.
However, these disputes were of no concern to Qing Yu. These days, he stayed in his room all day, als were handled by the people from the Sword Palace, and he was wholly focused on practicing the divine skill he had recently acquired.
June had arrived, and Qing Yu had another chance to randomly draw a Character Card. This ti, Qing Yu drew a particularly surprising card.
Na: Ying Wancheng
Realm: Innate Seventh Layer
Item: None
Martial Arts: "Turtle Mirror"
Evaluation: Now, my nickna is "Golden Turtle," but when I was young, everyone called "Golden Beetle"!
Ying Wancheng loved money as if it were his life, an old ghost still obsessed with wealth even with one foot in the grave. He was the most embarrassing among the East Island Four Venerables, killed by a bird shot.
Though his realm was at the Innate Seventh Layer, his actual strength was laughable, with Qing Yu able to overpower him with just one hand. Despite possessing one of the most feared Absolute Skills in East Island—the "Turtle Mirror"—Ying Wancheng’s mastery was less than diocre, unable to predict even an infant’s thoughts, let alone those of an old coin like Qing Yu.
The divine skill "Turtle Mirror," in Ying Wancheng’s hands, was truly a case of casting pearls before swine.
One day, Qing Yu woke up from an all-night session of cultivation and said, "Brother Bie, do you need sothing?"
Bie Pengyue stopped, his hand poised to knock on the door, and pushed the door open asking curiously, "Young Master Zhao, how did you know I wanted to see you?"
Qing Yu and the Sword Palace group were staying in a house that was quite decent for such a small town, but it was nothing compared to the grand mansions in large cities. People often walked past Qing Yu’s door, and while his spiritual sense could perceive soone outside, it wasn’t always certain they were there to see him.
Qing Yu shook his head and suggested, "You must have urgent business."
Qing Yu’s spiritual sense was exceptional, comparable to Divine Origin Realm, and, having practiced the Black Heaven Book in advance, he had developed the Divine Origin Power usually found only in Divine Origin Realm. Thus, within a few days, he had made significant progress with the "Turtle Mirror."
When "Turtle Mirror" was mastered, one’s mind could be as clear as a bright mirror, probing into other people’s hearts with extraordinary results. Although Qing Yu was far from mastering it, he could still use his mind as a mirror to detect others’ most intense emotions.
He had sensed Bie Pengyue’s anxiety at the door, hence guessed he must have urgent business.
"Yes, yes, I do have urgent news, Young Master Zhao. Did you know that this morning, soone discovered that Xiao Chengming, the Young Master of Yu Jian Manor, was dead?" Bie Pengyue said anxiously.
"The Young Master of Yu Jian Manor is dead, and as enemies, you should be happy. Why does it seem like Senior Brother Yuan has died instead?" Qing Yu got up and poured himself a cup of tea, taking his ti to respond.
"The problem is, Xiao Chengming ca to challenge Senior Brother Yuan last night and died after being sent away. He never returned to where the Yu Jian Manor disciples were staying. He was only discovered this morning, dead beside the Cuige River."
"It seems I did feel Brother Yuan’s Sword Qi last night," Qing Yu murmured to himself.
They say that with fa cos trouble; the ten young people on the Dragon and Phoenix List were indeed celebrities in the martial arts world. Regardless of their actual strength, just being among the ten young people on the list was enough to make them famous.
Many people who ca to Cuige Town, except for Qingxu, were below Innate Realm, including quite a few under the age of thirty.
That ans many qualified for the Dragon and Phoenix List.
Thus, in Cuige Town, it was common for challengers to attempt to take the places of the potential dragons and young phoenixes on the list. These occurrences beca even more frequent after everyone agreed not to harm each other before the inheritance began.
However, Yuan Jianyi’s Sword Qi was exceptionally sharp. Although he held back, his strikes could still cripple people. After three challengers were left missing limbs, no challenges occurred for two days.
Last night, Qing Yu thought soone stubborn had co to offer themselves up, not realizing it was the "Eleventh."
"So, has Yuan Jianyi beco the pri suspect?"
"Exactly, they accuse Senior Brother Yuan of always being too forceful, and this ti he might not have held back in ti, killing Xiao Chengming on the road," Bie Pengyue said indignantly.
"His wounds recurred, and he died beside the Cuige River," Qing Yu almost laughed out loud, "Xiao Chengming wouldn’t have known he was dood and decided to take a swim before dying, running out of the town to the Cuige River, right?"
Indeed, he did laugh, but seeing Bie Pengyue’s anxious face, he quickly stopped.
"It’s fine, no need to worry; we’re all competitors, except for Xiao Chengming’s friends, who cares how he died? His death is just an excuse."
Xiao Chengming’s death by the Cuige River outside the town seed highly suspicious. Everyone coming for the Heavenly Calculation Inheritance was sharp, and they could all see the oddity, yet they all pretended to be oblivious.
With this battle for the Heavenly Calculation Inheritance without "Little Buddha" Shi Jue attending, leaving Qingxu out, among the many participants, the strongest was Yuan Jianyi, second on the Dragon and Phoenix List.
If they could use Xiao Chengming’s death as leverage to unify everyone’s strength and force away Yuan Jianyi, the strongest competitor, they wouldn’t mind playing dumb.
Bie Pengyue clearly understood why they were pretending to be oblivious. He had advised Senior Brother Yuan to step back and wait until the inheritance began without worrying about where Yuan Jianyi was.
But was Yuan Jianyi the type to step back? His disposition was like his sword, speaking only through it. To get him to retreat, one had to beat him.
That’s why Bie Pengyue was anxious. Yuan Jianyi could defeat one opponent, but could he defeat everyone in the town?
Moreover, if a fight really broke out, who could say that Qingxu wouldn’t see an opportunity to step in?
"I’ve told you, there’s no need to worry. I’ll stand up for your Senior Brother right now..."
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