Ren Qianxing

"Ten Thousand Horses Fort, Gourmet God Residence... So this is this world," Fang Xuan chuckled softly.

Magic Sword Life and Death Chess.

A 500-year-old unsolved endgame, a classic wuxia story revealing its secrets.

Guan Yutian, Ren Qianxing, Yan Zangfeng, Immortal in Wine, Surpasses Hua Tuo...

At the same time, Fang Xuan's heart burned with excitement. Besides killing the clone, there were many covetable martial arts and treasures in this world.

A Sword Separated by Lifetimes, Heaven's Will Four Symbols Art, Surpassing Frost Sword, Nine Dragons Stone...

Especially the Heaven's Will Four Symbols Art, which directly elevated a normal wuxia drama to a fantasy level.

"A normal martial artist can manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form attacks. This technique must have mysterious aspects and absolutely cannot be missed," Fang Xuan said with a determined expression.

The plot of the Magic Sword Life and Death Chess world is also very simple, it's the treasure plot we are familiar with.

I don't know who left this trope, but basically every wuxia world has a large treasure, as if the plot cannot develop without one.

For example, the Forty-Two Sutras in The Deer and the Cauldron, the Tianning Temple Treasure in A Deadly Secret, the Yang Gong Treasury in Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty...

Roughly speaking, 500 years ago, there was a great general who protected the nation named Ying Shuntian. He used 3000 craftsmen to build a Chess City. In this Chess City, there was a treasure that would help him conquer the world. However, after failing in his fight against the Chess Saint Sword Ancestor for the title of number one in the world, he was killed, and this Chess City was buried in Divine Trigram Mountain, waiting for future generations to open it.

Then followed a series of stories revolving around the treasure.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan stepped into Coiling Dragon City. He did not follow the footsteps of the Gourmet God Residence, but instead followed the special connection between the clones towards his own self in this world.

Half an hour later, he arrived in front of an inn.

"Drunken Immortal Inn? Does every wuxia world have such an inn? It's really become a chain?" Fang Xuan said speechlessly.

Fang Xuan did not alert anyone. He put on his hood to conceal most of his face and sat quietly at a small stall across the street, his gaze fixed on the inn.

"They're here."

Three people walked out of the inn. The one in front had long, flowing hair, sharp features, and a pair of electric eyes that seemed somewhat cold. He held a silver treasure sword. On either side of him were guards, tall and with steady expressions.

"Hall Master, are we going to Ten Thousand Horses Fort now?"

"Someone is in a hurry to die, so of course we have to give them a proper send-off. Notify everyone, gather at Ten Thousand Horses Fort at noon. I'll turn their joyous occasion into a funeral," Ren Qianxing said coldly.

"Yes."

Suddenly, Ren Qianxing seemed to sense something and subconsciously looked towards the stall not far away. However, it was already empty, with nothing special about it.

"What's wrong, Hall Master? Is something amiss?" a subordinate asked.

Ren Qianxing shook his head, frowning. "Nothing, let's go!"

In the shadows, Fang Xuan watched the three of them leave and muttered, "I didn't expect my clone in this world to be Ren Qianxing, the second male lead. Tsk tsk, indeed, a charming man is as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night sky no matter where he is."

Although his tone was teasing, Fang Xuan's heart tightened.

There was a very special connection between him and his clone. It was through this special connection that he was able to find his clone so quickly.

However, action and reaction are mutual. If he could sense the clone, the clone could also sense him.

The previous world was just an ordinary non-magical world, so it was easy to kill the clone. But this world and the worlds to come would be different. He was just an invader, unlike these natives who had their own forces. If he couldn't kill the clone in a short time, it would be troublesome if the clone reacted.

It would be too funny if he was counter-killed.

All his efforts would have been for naught.

The worldview of this world is somewhat similar to Fengyun. From beginning to end, there are no official government forces. Instead, the major martial arts sects hold power.

Currently, the largest force in the jianghu is the Supreme Alliance created by Guan Yutian, somewhat similar to the World Association, which has unified most of the jianghu forces. As for others like Sea Shark Palace, Sword Casting City, and Ten Thousand Horses Fort, they can only barely protect themselves and cannot resist it.

However, not everyone likes to be subservient. There are always some stubborn ones who want to maintain their status and power.

For example, Wan Wuyun, the master of Ten Thousand Horses Fort in Coiling Dragon City, united with Pei Family Fortress and the Seven Sects Twelve Schools to form an alliance to jointly deal with the Supreme Alliance.

This is why Ren Qianxing, the Hall Master of the Supreme Alliance, came to Coiling Dragon City.

"Surrounded by malevolent energy, death energy soaring to the sky. Heh heh, rather than a grand celebration, it's more like a grand funeral," Ren Qianxing sneered as he looked at the Ten Thousand Horses Fort, which was filled with guests and friends.

"The Hall Master is absolutely right. Those who dare to oppose our Supreme Alliance are living on borrowed time."

"Surround this place. Not even a fly is allowed to pass."

"Yes."

With a command, the army wearing black clothes and embroidered with the Supreme Alliance symbol on their chests firmly guarded all the main entrances of Ten Thousand Horses Fort.

"Who are you people, how dare you..."

"Noisy."

Seeing their Hall Master angry, a subordinate beside him flashed out, his long sword unsheathed, drawing a cold light.

The Ten Thousand Horses Fort guard who spoke clutched his neck, the divine light in his eyes slowly dissipating.

Boom~

With a roar, the thick gate was directly shattered and blown open.

Ren Qianxing stepped into Ten Thousand Horses Fort and scanned the crowd who were happily attending the banquet from above, his voice cold: "Kill them all, leave no one alive."

"Yes."

With a command, the soldiers behind him instantly attacked, and in an instant, the entire Ten Thousand Horses Fort was filled with screams and the smell of blood.

"How dare you! You dare to cause trouble at my Ten Thousand Horses Fort? I think you're tired of living."

Before the person arrived, a golden light struck from a distance.

Ren Qianxing sneered disdainfully. He circulated his true energy and reached out to grab it directly. Accompanied by a heart-stopping friction sound, a golden cymbal was caught in his hand.

"Here, take it back."

Ren Qianxing flicked his right hand, and the golden cymbal returned at an even faster speed.

"Ah~"

The Fort Master Pei, who was descending from the sky using his lightness skill, had no time to dodge. The golden cymbal pierced through his chest, and a streak of blood nailed him to a pillar not far away.

"How... how is this possible... you are..."

Wan Wuyun also came out of the main hall at this time and just happened to see Fort Master Pei's corpse falling from the sky.

"Brother Pei, Brother Pei..."

He raised his head and glared at Ren Qianxing in front of him, especially when he saw the symbols on the chests of those people. He roared angrily, "People from the Supreme Alliance! You are Guan Yutian's disciple, Ren Qianxing!"

"Good eyes, but unfortunately not long-lived. Your plot to harm my master has long been exposed. My master specifically ordered me to send you to the afterlife," Ren Qianxing said coldly.

"To the afterlife? Haha, I'd like to see what kind of good disciple Guan Yutian has taught."

After speaking, he leaped up abruptly, drew the precious sword from his waist, and transformed into a sword light that shot towards Ren Qianxing.