You Wujiang

You Wujiang.

A person's name cast a shadow as long as a tree's.

Those three words alone made every East Riverlands hero present feel the pressure.

Twenty-seven years old, and already at Lotus-Seeding Perfection.

What did that mean?

At the pace an ordinary martial artist advanced, anyone who had made some headway in the Bone-Chiming Realm by that age would be considered a fine talent.

Even for prodigies nurtured with the full resources of the great Lineages, reaching the Ink-Point Realm was the limit.

Yet this man had reached the end of the Lotus-Seeding Realm. He was only half a step from the Mountain-Viewing Realm.

Lu Jingchun drew a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and strode forward.

"This subordinate, Lu Jingchun, greets the three Gold Robe inspectors."

He was also in the Lotus-Seeding Realm and held authority over an entire region, but before these three, he kept his manner humble.

Neither the two veteran Mountain-Viewing Realm inspectors nor this peerless prodigy, who was certain to enter Lamp-Lighting one day, was someone he could afford to slight.

"Cough, cough..."

The stooped old man at their head covered his mouth and coughed twice before speaking. "Commander Lu, there's no need for ceremony."

"Granny Liu and I already have one foot in the grave. We've come south merely to lend our presence. For the actual deployment of forces, we'll have to rely on you, Lord Lu."

The old woman beside him nodded with a beaming smile.

The wrinkles across her face smoothed out, making her look kindly, like a grandmother from next door basking in the sun.

"Exactly. This old woman's eyesight is poor, and my legs aren't what they used to be. Wherever you point, Lord Lu, that's where I'll strike."

Their amiable manner let Lu Jingchun breathe a