I'm Dongfang Bubai, Here to Offer a Technique!

"I'm going to present the treasure?"

Are there any risks?

"Will I get hacked to death?"

"Impossible! Why would anyone be chasing Lei Bei!"

A scroll of horizontal sword techniques sparked a heated debate between Dong Zhongshu and Jin Chang, each believing they were the right person to be assigned to the Wenying Pavilion's Class A room.

Dong Zhongshu did not trust Jin Chang, Jin Chang could not trust Dong Zhongshu either.

Neither of them could convince the other.

However, time is of the essence, and many people will be watching Qing Lingzi as he hunts down Lei Bei.

They can still argue a few points now, but that's only because Qing Lingzi died too quickly.

The time it takes for everyone to deal with things is not long, which allowed Dong Zhongshu and Jin Chang to quickly turn to a third party after a brief debate.

It's difficult to get Zhang Xuezhou to fight and kill, but it's no problem to have Zhang Xuezhou act as a middleman.

Dong Zhongshu trusted Zhang Xuezhou, while Jin Chang believed that he had known Zhang Xuezhou for a long time and could still control Zhang Xuezhou.

Putting everything else aside, Zhang Xuezhou's current cultivation level is severely insufficient, so even if Jin Chang is not at his best, he can still subdue Zhang Xuezhou.

Those who know Jin Chang better understand Jin Chang troubles and are less likely to turn against Jin Chang.

In response, Jin Chang agreed to select Zhang Xuezhou to offer his top-tier skills in exchange for the right to enter the Jia-class housing.

But Zhang Xuezhou was not happy about it.

"With Lei Bei protecting you, what are you afraid of?" Jin Chang said, dissatisfied.

"What if Lei Bei protected?" Zhang Xuezhou said, "He couldn't even protect himself before!"

"Does the King of Huainan's Household have any highly skilled cultivators who are adept at flying?" Dong Zhongshu asked, frowning.

"No, not at all," Jin Chang shook his head and added, "At least not two years ago."

Look at this!

Dong Zhongshu pointed in the direction of the guesthouse, and Jin Chang nodded in agreement.

Zhang Xuezhou's ability to fly was discovered by Dong Zhongshu, and it was not a secret to Jin Chang.

If faced with danger, Zhang Xuezhou has a very high success rate in running away to escape.

Offering treasures in the highest grade differs from normal offerings; it requires verification and approval, and involves a more stringent process.

Otherwise, if someone comes from the east today with a vertical sword technique and someone comes from the west tomorrow with a horizontal sword technique, even the most important secret manuals stored in the Wenying Pavilion of the King of Huainan's Household will be emptied out.

This is clearly not a matter where whatever the donor says goes.

There are many intricacies involved, including those with ulterior motives, those who directly suppress others, those who misjudge others, those who lack verification, and even those suspected of plotting something sinister. One must deal with a great deal of these factors.

Zhang Xuezhou had never been in contact with anyone from the King of Huainan's Household's residence before, and he clearly didn't want to rush in recklessly.

Only after Dong Zhongshu and Jin Chang repeatedly urged him on, and the anxious look on their faces was undeniable, did Zhang Xuezhou reluctantly accept the animal skin.

"Lei Bei, are you really sure these scribbles are the Horizontal Sword Technique?" Zhang Xuezhou asked repeatedly to confirm.

"Anyway, I practiced according to what was written on this," Lei Bei said.

"The School of Diplomacy was founded by the immortal Guiguzi. Since that school was located in the Chu region, it used the Chu script for its records," Dong Zhongshu said. "It's normal that you don't recognize these ancient Chu characters, as you're unfamiliar with Han characters."

"Then you need to quickly sort things out for me, so that when I present my treasures I can't say anything, and why would anyone believe me?" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"This is a bit difficult!" Dong Zhongshu said with a headache, "My knowledge of ancient Chu characters is not complete."

"I've studied some ancient Chu script before," Jin Chang said. "Lei Bei should also know some of it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cultivate it. He can at least piece it together and get by."

"Yes!"

Lei Bei's eyes darted around.

He knew nothing about ancient Chu script, so he consulted several old masters in order to learn the relevant content, and only then was he able to make progress in his studies, albeit haltingly.

If Dong Zhongshu and Jin Chang could thoroughly study this animal hide scroll, it could correct Lei Bei's mistakes in swordsmanship.

He harbored some resentment at the thought of "possessing a treasure as a crime," but upon learning that these people could cooperate in reading it, his resentment vanished without a trace, replaced by boundless excitement and joy.

"I'll read it, and you can correct me as you see fit," Lei Bei happily.

No matter how powerful a technique is, if you don't recognize it in your hand, or if you can't advance in your cultivation, it's useless.

Only when a technique is fully explored and refined to its highest level can it truly be considered meaningful.

Lei Bei pointed at the animal hide and began to speak in a low voice, with Dong Zhongshu and Jin Chang occasionally interjecting. The animal hide scroll recording the Horizontal Sword Technique was quickly read through.

Zhang Yi!

The contents of the animal skin scroll only come to an end when the name of its author is read aloud.

"How is it?" Jin Chang asked.

"Good!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded and quickly agreed.

He was extremely skilled in exam-oriented education; what others read corresponded to his memory and memorization.

"Can I learn this horizontal sword technique?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Cut!"

Jin Chang gave a dismissive reply, and then Dong Zhongshu recited a few classical phrases.

It is obvious that the Yin-Yang School could not possibly practice the Horizontal Sword Technique.

If one has such thoughts, then one needs the Confucian School methods of self-cultivation.

Considering the irreplaceable nature of their Realm Entry, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to give up.

"It's just a sword technique; it won't even be effective against other people!"

He muttered a couple of words, put away the animal hide, and then followed Lei Bei large strides.

It wasn't until nearly fifteen minutes later that more people entered the inn.

"Qing Lingzi is actually dead?"

"Something big has happened!"

"Is that Lei Bei really that strong?"

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"You tell us!"

No one in the inn touched Qing Lingzi's body until people from the King of Huainan's Household came to examine it, at which point everyone was questioned.

Jin Chang and Dong Zhongshu responded calmly, while Zhao Liang, Zhang Cigong, Zhang Bayang, and others answered in hushed tones.

A guesthouse is a place where travelers stay. People leave in the morning, and people only check in as it gets dark. There are not many people at other times.

The number of people in the inn was limited, the number of people who witnessed the relevant events was small, and the number of people who clearly understood the relevant information was even smaller.

After some questioning, Qing Lingzi's body was carried out.

Zhang Xuezhou, along with Lei, whose aura was still somewhat erratic Lei Bei back into the familiar area.

In the past, he had only watched the fierce battles of the guest retainers from afar, and had never entered the King of Huainan's Household.

This time, he followed Lei Bei into the King of Huainan's Household.

"Aren't we going to Wenying Pavilion?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"A-grade techniques involve significant matters; whenever His Majesty is in the palace, he usually reviews them personally," Lei Bei replied. "Let's not beat around the bush; let's finish this quickly so we can have peace of mind!"

Seeing the astonished look on the doorman's face, Lei Bei frowned slightly.

Clearly, even the gatekeepers at the King of Huainan's Household didn't think he had a good chance of surviving Qing Lingzi's pursuit.

Lei Bei previously met with the King of Huainan, so he knew the way to the King of Huainan's Household very well.

Holding the plaques for the second and third guest masters of swordsmanship, Lei Bei encountered very few interceptions until the two stood in front of a large circular hall, where guards in red armor stopped them.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

The red-armored guard wearing a large crown glanced at the broken sword in Lei Bei's hand, praised it, and then stepped into the circular hall.

Nearly a minute later, an extremely long sound came from the main hall.

Xuan Lei Bei granted an audience!

Lei Bei gave Zhang Xuezhou a wink before stepping into the main hall. After a burst of noise in the circular hall, the long, drawn-out voice rang out again.

"Summon Dongfang Bubai to an audience!"

This prompted Zhang Xuezhou to take a step forward.

As soon as they crossed the threshold of the main hall, dozens of pairs of eyes swept over them.

"Are you Dongfang Bubai, who is willing to offer up his top-tier martial arts skills?"

At the very top of the main hall, a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown coughed several times before asking a question.

"Your Majesty, I am Dongfang Bubai, here to offer my magic!"

Only after receiving a reply did Zhang Xuezhou raise his head, which had been looking straight ahead, causing a slight tremor in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that the middle-aged emperor on the high throne was wearing a red robe, and that his hairstyle, appearance, and other adornments were somewhat different, Zhang Xuezhou would almost have thought he was seeing Emperor Jing, whom he had only caught a fleeting glimpse of before.

Top masters leave a deep impression on people, and even if it's just a brief glance, figures like the Venerable One, Emperor Jing, Peacock King, and Kong Ning left a lasting impression on Zhang Xuezhou.

The figures and demeanor of these people lingered in my mind for a long time.

Upon suddenly seeing the King of Huainan, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if the other person overlapped with a figure in his mind.