Flowing Cloud Garden, Class A District.
Inside an exquisite pavilion.
Chu Jiang reclined in a rocking chair, holding a copy of An Examination of the Rise and Fall of Ancient Sects, utterly absorbed in it.
"Mount Tai Sect?"
This Mount Tai Sect had actually once existed in the Southern Flame Imperial Continent as well.
Back in Great Chu, he had obtained Old Ancestor Mount Tai's table-propping trinket, along with the Mount Tai Ancestor Token.
Suddenly.
Tap!
Tap!
A series of footsteps sounded.
"My lord!"
Fu Yunxuan's clear voice rang out from outside the quiet room. "At the Battle Intent Wall, the finger mark you left behind has drawn a large number of prodigies to observe and comprehend it. Several influential figures from the inner court have even appeared."
"However, someone named Gu Jianyi, a follower of Zhan Tianxing, tried and failed to erase your finger technique. He then publicly declared that he wanted to challenge you, my lord."
Chu Jiang slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calm and unruffled.
"Oh? Gu Jianyi..."
The name Ling Qingxue had mentioned while introducing the academy immediately surfaced in his mind. Zhan Tianxing's foremost follower, famed for his fierce swordsmanship and proud temperament. In all his life, he acknowledged only Zhan Tianxing and no one else.
"My lord, should we go?" Fu Yunxuan asked gravely.
"Go. Why wouldn't we?" Chu Jiang rose to his feet. The black robe behind him stirred without wind, and the corners of his lips lifted. "It will be a good chance to stretch my limbs."
At the same time, inside the tallest viewing pavilion in the arena district, Elder Mu Yunzi and the dean's disciple Lei Lanshan stood by the railing.
They were precisely the blue-robed old man and burly young man who had been observing from afar