Chapter 355 Who is the Number One in the World? (Part 2)

"And this one!"

Gu Xingzhou pointed toward the Old Dean of White Deer Academy.

"The foremost figure of contemporary Confucianism, hailed as the Confucian Saint by Confucian Disciples throughout the world; he is likewise an extraordinary individual!"

The Old Dean's back was hunched, his gaze was deep, and he remained silent.

As they spoke, Yan Chu arrived together with Meng Ao, Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng, and the others.

In truth, given Yan Chu's speed, had he also traveled through the air, he likely would have arrived here long ago.

However, he was in no hurry.

Thus, he had leisurely traveled alongside Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng and the others.

Along the way, the Empress Dowager's graceful silhouette was peerless in its elegance; every frown and smile was filled with an alluring charm.

Her cloud-like hair was styled in a falling horse bun, revealing a slender, porcelain neck like that of a swan. Her face was as radiant as a full moon and her eyes like autumn waters. Her bright yellow phoenix robe clung tightly to her body as she moved swiftly, accentuating her fine, exquisite curves; she was both majestic and peerlessly beautiful.

She chatted and laughed with Yan Chu as they moved, appearing poised, luxurious, and strikingly beautiful.

Yan Chu felt as though he could hardly suppress the White Flame stage of the Ten Suns Sacred Fire he had just advanced to.

Thinking carefully, he realized it was because he had been inside Heavenly Pillar Mountain for several days, and his internal heat had accumulated, becoming somewhat vigorous.

"amitabha! What a sin, what a sin!"

Yan Chu inwardly reproached himself; he was not that kind of person.

He had always been a man of few desires and upright character, certainly not the type of person who couldn't walk straight upon seeing a woman...

...unless that woman truly made him feel 'heated'!

As soon as Yan Chu arrived, his gaze swept the surroundings, and he was momentarily stunned.

"Why are they here too?"

At the same moment Yan Chu saw Zhu Qingluan, she spotted him as well, and a look of pleasant surprise immediately appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Zhu Moxun's attention had been focused on the top masters present from the past several millennia, but with his daughter right beside him, her every move could not escape his notice.

"Hmm? That kid..."

Seeing Zhu Qingluan's delighted expression, Zhu Moxun's face immediately darkened.

As the Master of Wind Listening Pavilion, no one could match his control over all kinds of information in the world.

He naturally knew exactly what kind of person Yan Chu was.

Outsiders only saw his soaring natural talent and how he stood out from the crowd; they even treated his romantic escapades as a topic for jokes, believing such things were ordinary for a Prodigy rarely seen in a thousand years.

But Zhu Moxun understood Yan Chu very well and had even conducted a special investigation into him.

Though they had never met face-to-face, in terms of understanding this man, perhaps no one in the world could rival him.

The women he had been involved with likely numbered in the dozens or hundreds among those with names, and far more among those without.

Many women were merely one-night stands, and he would ignore them afterward.

Was this even a human being?

He was a literal breeding stallion!

Furthermore, rumors in the Jianghu claimed that this man particularly favored beautiful middle-aged women. Zhu Moxun had basically confirmed this to be true; his taste in women was much 'heavier' than his peers, and among the women he had been with, married women were not few in number.

Rumors about him were everywhere in the Jianghu.

Compared to his enviable cultivation talent, the sheer number of women in his bed was even more cause for jealousy.

Truly, Yan Chu's lust was known to all!

Knowing Yan Chu was this kind of person, Zhu Moxun would never allow his daughter to have even the slightest connection with him.

Otherwise, she would end up like those other women—forgotten and discarded like a worn-out shoe.

He immediately flicked his sleeve. Zhu Qingluan and Zhu Yushuang's vision blurred; they could see nothing and hear nothing, left standing blankly in place.

Yan Chu had been winking at Zhu Qingluan when Zhu Moxun suddenly blocked his line of sight, shielding his two daughters behind him. Yan Chu's gaze darkened slightly.

But looking at Zhu Moxun again—the thirty percent similarity in looks to Zhu Qingluan and ninety percent similarity in temperament—he guessed that this man was likely the sisters' father.

He gave a nod and a smile, then withdrew his gaze.

If he wasn't allowed to look, then so be it; there were plenty of beauties here, and looking at others was just as pleasing to the eye.

For instance, Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng, the East Sea Xiahou Xi, that beautiful Taoist nun from Funiu Temple, or the woman suspended in mid-air, her entire body shrouded in rosy light.

Every single one was a peerless beauty of the mortal world.

"Oh? Another little friend has arrived!"

Yan Chu was silently admiring the fine curves of the Empress Dowager's waist and hips when Gu Xingzhou suddenly turned the topic toward him.

"This little friend was once number one on the heavenly pride ranking and is even hailed as the number one Prodigy of the past several millennia. In my humble opinion, this title is truly well-deserved!"

"In time, this little friend's cultivation will surely reach a level unprecedented in history, surpassing everyone present!"

What did he mean? What was he doing?

Yan Chu had just arrived and didn't quite understand the situation yet.

Suddenly receiving such a stream of praise, he couldn't figure out the intent.

Hearing Gu Xingzhou's praise for Yan Chu, the expressions of those present varied.

The Daoist faction, led by Daoist Taiwei, all nodded with smiles. Li Jichuan of the Great Jin Dynasty likewise returned a smile, while Emperor Emperor Li Heming showed no change in expression.

The faces of the Buddhist faction could not help but turn somewhat ugly.

Especially Abbot Fayuan.

Yan Chu was the one who had killed Awakening to emptiness, the Buddha Son of Nalanda Temple. The enmity between the two sides was significant; they had recently clashed outside Heavenly Pillar Mountain, and it was unlikely they would settle things peacefully.

The White Deer Academy and the Hidden Dragon Family lineages didn't care much.

Everyone present was a top-tier master. The current situation was unclear; Yan Chu would have to survive today before they could talk about the future.

"Enough!"

"Gu Xingzhou, you've wasted so many words. What exactly are you trying to say? Say it quickly and stop wasting everyone's time!"

At this moment, one of the two young men—a slightly short and stout one—spoke up impatiently.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce these two. Look at my memory!"

Gu Xingzhou laughed at himself and tapped his own head.

"Hmph! We come from the Upper Realm and are Disciples of the Cold Ice Holy Sect. What right does a mere Lower Realm ant like you have to introduce us?"

The other youth, who was thin with a somewhat pale face, spoke in a biting tone.

What? People from the Upper Realm? The Cold Ice Holy Sect?

His few sentences caused those who heard them to immediately ignore his tone and attitude, as they all became quite excited.

These two young men actually came from the Upper Realm?

This meant that they truly had hope of Ascension to the Upper Realm!

Yet at that moment, they heard Gu Xingzhou continue his introduction in a normal tone, seemingly not taking their words to heart at all.

"These two came down from the Cold Ice Holy Sect of the Upper Realm. They appear to have extraordinary backgrounds, but in reality, they are two pieces of trash!"

"A total of five people came down with them. The two most powerful ones were eliminated four thousand years ago through a scheme by His Majesty the Emperor and me. Of the remaining three good-for-nothing straw bags, another was recently killed by His Majesty through heart-gouging and soul-devouring."

"In terms of Heart-Nature, talent, and brilliance, they cannot compare to any single person here, yet they still put on the stinking airs of people from the Upper Realm!"

"The saying 'hearts as high as the sky, but lives as thin as paper' was made for them!"