(A massive 27,000-character chapter; the update was a little late.)
The mountain's glow suddenly faded, while moonlight gradually rose.
Together, the mortal world lit a lamp from heaven.
The Pei River wound its way to the sea, thick with water vapor. Sixteen shipyards of varying sizes dotted its banks, providing berths for mountain ferries. Trade flourished, and beside every shipyard stood a waterside town, each roughly the size of Huaihuang County City. After nightfall, their lights shone bright as day. Martial arts schools lined both shores, with countless Jianghu halls established among them. Even a novice Earth Master feng shui practitioner could see that this place possessed immense martial fortune, unmatched across an entire continent.
Wu Shu had traveled other continents for more than twenty years and had now gone to the Savage World. Moreover, the Martial Saint had never cared much for taking disciples, accepting only one Founding Disciple to this day. Thus, Ye Yunyun was now the sole Limitless Martial Cultivator remaining in Tongye Continent, earning Pu Mountain a highly praised reputation.
"An entire continent's fist techniques reside only in Pu Mountain."
Pu Mountain Cloud Grass Hall truly deserved that praise. Each year, following ancestral custom, it taught fist techniques on the days of Start of Summer and Start of Winter. Apart from the secret methods and stances of Cloud Grass Hall, nothing was kept private. They were willing to impart everything they knew to martial cultivators from every walk of life who came to learn. At the same time, every Pu Mountain martial cultivator descending the mountain would hold three public demonstrations, exchanging martial arts or feeding opponents moves. If an Outsider of the same realm won, he would earn thunderous applause and be invited to Cloud Grass Hall as an honored guest.
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