Jiang Yu stomped on the Emperor's zither platform, bringing with him an enormous aura, streaking through the skies above Pingjiang City.
The momentum was astounding, stirring up winds and clouds throughout Pingjiang City.
This also caused chaos amongst the citizens of Pingjiang City, each fleeing back into their homes behind closed doors.
"Quick, tell me, where exactly is that person?"
Jiang Yu grabbed Yu Wujie, urgently shouting.
"Over there, over there, just over there in that martial arts hall." Yu Wujie sobbed as he yelled.
Jiang Yu's eyes narrowed as he rushed forth with his terrifying aura, quickly catching sight of the martial arts hall Yu Wujie had pointed out.
Not far away, Book Zither Painting and Fifth Sky and the others had also followed Jiang Yu's aura and given chase, similarly seeing Jiang Yu rush towards that martial arts hall.
However, they didn't dare get too close, staying far away.
"That composer should be in that martial arts hall." Fifth Sky couldn't help but say, "But what exactly does Jiang Yu want to do?"
"He wants to seize the composer's body!" Di Wu Zhen explained.
"But why must he seize the composer's body?" Fifth Sky asked again.
"Because we cultivators who use the zither have different cultivation methods than traditional ones." Book Zither Painting explained up ahead, "And people who can compose such music generally have exceptional composing talent. Such talent, for us, is even more important than ordinary cultivation talent. After seizing the body, one can inherit the original owner's talents."
"What a pity for this composer..."
Saying so, Book Zither Painting furrowed his brows as he looked at the small martial arts hall, inadvertently revealing a regretful expression.
"I see!"
Fifth Sky nodded in sudden realization.
At this time, Jiang Yu was nearly at the martial arts hall.
"It's here, right here! Sir, please let me go. I'm really just a worthless nobody, I have nothing to do with this!" Yu Wujie cried loudly.
Hearing this, Jiang Yu fixed his eyes intensely on the martial arts hall ahead, his aura reaching an extreme intensity. Under the influence of his cultivation level, the winds stirred and dark clouds swirled in the sky.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a clap of thunder, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.
Jiang Yu's eyes also glimmered with radiance as he finally charged towards the martial arts hall.
"What's this?"
Lu Qingshan, who was chatting with Yi Feng, suddenly had a huge change in expression, because he strongly sensed an extremely powerful aura appear outside, hurtling towards the martial arts hall.
This aura was surely harboring malicious intent.
Just as he was about to get up, Yi Feng, who was fiddling with the sand eagle in his hand, casually said, "What's the hurry? What use would you be if you went out now?"
"Sir?"
Lu Qingshan stared wide-eyed.
Yi Feng shook his head.
This old guy, really...
With rain pouring down like this, he's only thinking of going out now? That's like pulling down your pants only after you've already shat.
Rolling his eyes at him, Yi Feng ignored him and continued playing with the handgun he had carved.
Seeing Yi Feng's nonchalance, Lu Qingshan felt a sense of admiration.
As expected of Master. Even with a powerful enemy attacking outside, he could still remain so calm and collected.
But come to think of it, with Master able to casually raise him from a worthless martial artist to the semi-deity realm, how could he fear enemies like these?
Now that he thought about it, he was overthinking things.
Just like Master said, with his current abilities, going out would be useless anyway.
He just wondered how Master planned on dealing with the incoming enemy later.
This seemed like the first time he would see Master take action.
He truly looked forward to it!
Jiang Yu had arrived at the entrance. From the urgency in his eyes, it was apparent he did not plan on wasting any time and intended to charge straight into the martial arts hall.
However.
At the critical moment, powerful auras suddenly appeared around the martial arts hall.
"Halt, whoever dares to trespass upon this martial arts hall shall die!"
It was none other than Wu Yonghong and his two companions, who had been working in the fields. They released their Martial Venerable auras without restraint, blocking Jiang Yu's path and shouting out a warning.
"What, three Martial Venerables?"
In the distance, Book Zither Painting and the others revealed looks of disbelief.
"How could such a small city like Pingjiang suddenly have three Martial Venerables appear?" Fifth Sky gasped, "And we didn't even see them at all previously in the graveyard!"
"That's right. What's even more shocking is that each of them is holding a saint-grade artifact!" Di Wu Zhen also cried out in astonishment.
"Judging by their appearance, they seem to be protecting this martial arts hall." Book Zither Painting said, "It appears this martial arts hall is no simple place!"
"That's right. Unfortunately, in the face of Jiang Yu, three Martial Venerables won't make a difference!" Di Wu Zhen lamented.
Seeing the sudden appearance of three Martial Venerables, Jiang Yu's expression immediately darkened.
"Hmph, even trash like you three dare to obstruct my path? Get lost!"
Jiang Yu waved his hand, instantly causing Wu Yonghong and the other two's faces to change dramatically as they coughed up blood and were sent flying.
But to Jiang Yu's surprise, after being blasted away, the three flew right back and once again obstructed his path.
"Courting death!"
Jiang Yu's aura, bordering on the Martial Emperor realm, exploded out as he directly slapped out a palm at Wu Yonghong and the other two.
Under this palm strike, Wu Yonghong and the others felt their souls tremble. Even before the attack landed, the pressure alone caused them to spit out mouthfuls of blood.
Yet despite knowing they were no match, they still stood guard in front of the martial arts hall, unmoving, determination shining in their eyes.
At the critical moment, buckets of feces came crashing down from the sky, instantly covering Jiang Yu in a rain of filth.
Jiang Yu's expression changed slightly and after a moment's hesitation, he withdrew his palm strike, dodging backwards to evade the feces.
This directly saved Wu Yonghong and the others' lives.
At the same time, Lu DaSheng flashed over to stand side by side with Wu Yonghong and the others.
"Thanks, night soil collector."
Wu Yonghong and the others looked at Lu DaSheng gratefully.
Lu DaSheng nodded. The four of them now stood shoulder to shoulder, staunchly defending the martial arts hall.
"Yet another Martial Venerable!"
In the distance, Book Zither Painting and the rest revealed looks of disbelief once more.
"Indeed. This martial arts hall is clearly not as simple as we imagined. Otherwise, even our two factions wouldn't dare offend it so lightly. But in the face of Jiang Yu..."
Di Wu Zhen sighed, full of regret.
Clearly, before Jiang Yu who was a step away from becoming a Martial Emperor, any number of Martial Venerables would be useless.
"Damn ants, you dare obstruct my path? Die!"
Jiang Yu was completely enraged by Wu Yonghong and the other four. He pointed a finger, instantly conjuring endless shadows that towered into the sky like a pillar, then mercilessly crushed down upon Lu DaSheng and the others.
Under this finger, the four felt their scalps tingle as all their primal energy was suppressed - they could only await death.
"Such a terrifying strike."
In the distance, Book Zither Painting and the rest also changed colors.
"Bro, it's really noisy outside." In the martial arts hall's storage room, Dog turned and said softly to Skeleton.
"Oh, just some insignificant trash causing a ruckus. Ignore him, keep digging." Skeleton said with a completely unconcerned expression.
"Okay bro."
Dog continued digging.
Inside, Lu Qingshan also sensed the external pressure and shifted restlessly, urgently looking towards Yi Feng.
"Why do you keep staring at me like that, old man?"
Yi Feng rolled his eyes at him. Looking at the carving in his hand, he became increasingly satisfied. His chuunibyou flaring up, he grasped the sand eagle and brought it to his hand. Grinning, he closed one eye.
"Biu!"
Miming a gunshot sound, he fired out the window!
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
