194: Chapter 194 This is no ordinary weapon! It is clearly a priceless treasure worthy of being passed down through generations!

Li Changsheng was suddenly shaken and immediately took a step forward, bowing deeply.

"Disciple pays respects to Teacher!"

The whole place was silent.

Li Changsheng's Master?

Who was it?

Hadn't he already joined the Martial Arts Hall?

Did he have another lineage of inheritance?

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

"No need for such formalities; you've lived quite freely these years," White Robe Su said with a smile.

"Teacher, you have worked hard guarding the Heavenly Gate," Li Changsheng replied respectfully.

He knew that White Robe Su had been guarding the border alone for all these years, suppressing the region.

"I've been idle for a long time. Hearing that a new genius has emerged in the world, I wanted to come down and take a look."

As White Robe Su spoke, his gaze slowly turned toward Su Rui.

Their eyes met, and it was as if a flash of lightning passed through the air.

In an instant, everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their hearts trembling violently as if doomsday were approaching.

But in a flash, that sense of oppression vanished like an illusion.

Only Li Changsheng knew that in that instant, Su Rui and White Robe Su had invisibly exchanged a move.

"A talented junior indeed, truly gratifying!" A light sparked in White Robe Su's eyes, full of joy.

Su Rui's strength far exceeded his expectations.

The appearance of this young man seemed to lighten the heavy burden on his shoulders.

If there were to be a tribulation from the Outer Heavens in the future, they would no longer be fighting alone.

But now was not the time to discuss the Dao; he also understood that today held extraordinary significance for Su Rui.

"Please," Su Rui invited with a humble gesture.

Li Changsheng hurriedly led White Robe Su toward the seat temporarily arranged by Sikong Changfeng.

As soon as White Robe Su left,

Everyone present secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This Senior's Master back then must surely be an unfathomable figure.

His strength was likely far above Li Changsheng's.

If he had truly started a fight with Su Rui just now, even if it were just the aftershocks, they would have found it hard to escape being seriously injured or even killed.

Now that they saw the two sides hadn't clashed, the heavy stone in their hearts finally dropped.

And those who had already speculated about White Robe Su's identity could not hide their excitement.

That was a legendary figure from the Jianghu of nearly two hundred years ago!

After White Robe Su took his seat, his gaze slowly swept across the room, a glimmer flashing in his eyes.

This Jianghu truly had talents emerging in succession.

With his vision, he could naturally see at a glance who was superior and who was inferior.

Except for that unfathomable Su Rui, the cultivation of the others had nowhere to hide before him.

Especially the group of people standing at the end of the hall,

Each had extraordinary bone structure and similar auras, and they were gathered together,

Clearly, they were undoubtedly Disciples under Su Rui's sect.

No matter how good the natural talent, one must have someone who recognizes talent and is willing to teach.

Over the years, he had seen people with mediocre Aptitude who practiced diligently and eventually became experts through an Opportunity;

He had also seen those with extraordinary talent who wasted their years and eventually faded into the crowd.

There were simply too many such examples.

White Robe Su sighed softly.

"Teacher, did you notice something?"

Li Changsheng asked in a low voice.

"Nothing," White Robe Su shook his head. "I just wanted to ask, are those young people and those two children all Su Rui's Disciples?"

Li Changsheng turned to look at the people from the Martial Arts Hall standing behind Li Xinyue, as well as those children who still had a hint of childishness, and nodded in response:

"Precisely."

"Where did he find these people?"

White Robe Su couldn't help but be curious.

Though these youths were all outstanding now,

In reality, they were one in a thousand, and very few could stand out.

This kind of Aptitude might not even be found in ordinary Schools even if they searched for it intentionally.

"Teacher, if you heard it, you probably wouldn't believe it—they all came to the door themselves to seek learning!"

Li Changsheng said with a bitter smile.

White Robe Su was stunned upon hearing this.

After listening to Li Changsheng roughly explain how Li Hanyi and the others were led into the Martial Arts Hall,

He was completely dazed.

This was simply too bizarre, wasn't it?

This shock was only gradually suppressed when Su Rui led Li Hanyi to stand before Lei Mengsha, Li Xinyue, and King Li Su.

"Greetings, Grandfather, Father-in-law, and Mother-in-law."

Su Rui pulled Li Hanyi along to perform a respectful salute.

Li Hanyi was still somewhat dazed at this moment, as if in a dream,

Everything was being guided forward by Su Rui.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Li Xinyue was extremely satisfied with Su Rui.

The most important thing was that her daughter truly liked him.

Since she arrived in Snow Moon City, she had privately spoken with her daughter about Su Rui.

Naturally, the topic also involved his relationship with other women.

Regarding this, Li Hanyi was not unaware.

But her heart had long been tied to one person, so how could she easily let go?

Now that the marriage was set and her status was established, it could be considered a guarantee.

Seeing how Su Rui was usually very considerate of her daughter, he was indeed a good match.

King Li Su and Lei Mengsha stood up, their faces blooming with smiles.

"Worthy son-in-law, you must treat my daughter well!"

Lei Mengsha laughed and patted Su Rui's shoulder, but before he could finish, he was slapped away by King Li Su.

"Get away, you old fellow!"

King Li Su took a step forward, his expression serious.

"Su Rui, I entrust my granddaughter to you; don't let her suffer even a bit of grievance."

Su Rui smiled slightly, glanced sideways at Li Hanyi, whose cheeks were flushed, and gently tightened his grip on her hand.

"Please rest assured."

At a table not far away, Zhu Yuyan and Empress Wu sat side by side, with Wanwan and Xu Zhihu also nearby.

At this moment, Zhu Yuyan's expression was complex, her eyes containing both loss and longing.

"Why don't you mention it, Senior Sister? Given his temperament, as long as you speak up, today's engagement certainly wouldn't lack a place for you."

Empress Wu saw through her thoughts and leaned close to her ear to advise her in a low voice.

"No need. Being able to watch him like this is enough."

Zhu Yuyan shook her head gently, her tone indifferent, but she couldn't hide the bitterness in her heart.

Which woman doesn't long to monopolize the gaze of the one she loves?

But she understood that some things cannot be forced.

Contentment is a blessing.

Yin Luoxia, Mu Liangyue, and the others standing behind Li Xinyue also looked at Li Hanyi with envy in their eyes,

They couldn't help but fantasize how wonderful it would be if they were the ones standing in that position.

Even the usually flighty Sikong Qianluo's eyes became meaningful at this time.

However, at this moment, no one paid attention to them.

"This is good.

Since today is the joyous day of your engagement, I must prepare a decent congratulatory gift.

You probably wouldn't think much of the ordinary items in the Sword Heart Tomb, so I simply brought those newly forged swords you said you wanted to see last time. They are all finished products fresh from the furnace!"

King Li Su laughed loudly, his brow full of pride.

How could he not be happy?

Su Rui was now famous throughout the world, and his strength was unmatched.

What do people in the Jianghu value most? Naturally, it is martial arts, followed by conduct.

At this moment, everyone in the hall was craning their necks in anticipation, full of interest.

After all, the Sword Heart Tomb had always been famous for forging divine weapons, and many swordsmen had established a great reputation in the Martial Forest with a Sharp Weapon from this place.

Weapons that could be unveiled on such an occasion today would surely not be ordinary; everyone was curious.

Su Rui also couldn't help but become interested, wanting to see what kind of Sharp Weapons King Li Su, who had mastered the 'Ten Essentials of Artifact Refining', had created.

King Li Su gently raised his hand, and ten Disciples solemnly came forward carrying ten long boxes.

The boxes were opened one by one.

Everyone's gaze shot over in unison.

Immediately afterward, a clear sword hum echoed in the hall.

The ten swords in the boxes actually vibrated slightly, as if they had spirituality and were eager to try, as if they were about to burst out of the cases at any moment.

Su Rui's sleeves fluttered lightly, and the ten swords rose in response, flying and dancing in the air.

The sword light was colorful, each with its own hue—red as a raging fire, purple like sunset clouds, blue like the deep sea, pink like morning dew, and silver-white like frost and snow.

They shuttled gracefully through the air, like fish playing in water, extremely agile.

"Because of the different Materials used, each sword has a different temperament, but it finally lived up to your expectations. They should all have reached that level you mentioned!" King Li Su's tone was proud; he was clearly extremely satisfied with this batch of painstaking work.

Su Rui nodded slightly and reached out a hand to guide them, and a crimson long sword fell into his palm.

The sword body was carved like red jade, slightly warm to the touch, but a surge of pure power could be sensed flowing continuously within it. It had indeed entered the rank of a Spiritual Artifact.

Everyone in the hall looked at the divine weapons circling in the air, their eyes unable to hide their fervor.

These people were not ordinary; even if they were not skilled in using swords, their judgment was extremely accurate.

How were these ordinary weapons? They were clearly treasures that could be passed down for generations!

Luo Qingyang stared at the ten Flying Swords, his eyes moving slightly.

Although his 'Nine Songs' was famous, it was actually just made of good iron; his true reputation was carved out by himself, one strike at a time.

But the ten swords before him, regardless of material, spiritual charm, or craftsmanship, were many times better than 'Nine Songs'.

At a table near the door sat the mission from the Great Ming Dynasty.

Ximen Chuixue pressed the sword hilt resting across his knees, his expression changing slightly.

"Brother Ximen, what? Are you moved?" Lu Xiaofeng asked with a smile, though he already had the answer in his heart.

How could a swordsman truly obsessed with the sword remain indifferent when facing such a divine weapon?

Ximen Chuixue did not speak, only shook his head gently.

"I wonder how much these swords are worth? If there's a chance, I'd also like to request one," Hua Manlou spoke warmly, his smile soft.

"How can such treasures be exchanged for gold and silver? In the past, one would be enough to trade for a city.

Regarding these ten swords before us, even if they were to be traded for an Emperor's throne, there might not be no one willing to do it."

Ye Gucheng listened to the three of them discussing and suddenly interjected: "No matter how sharp a sword is, it ultimately depends on the person wielding it."

"Could it be that City Lord Ye looks down on these swords?" Lu Xiaofeng was slightly surprised.

"Not really," Ye Gucheng shook his head. "But if a top swordsman is matched with a divine weapon, their combat power will naturally reach a higher level."

These words were common sense, and Lu Xiaofeng was momentarily speechless.

On the other side, Fusu sat among the distant tables and asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"

"Young Master, these swords are definitely not ordinary items. Compared to them, the weapons in our hands are nothing more than crude iron," Zhen Gang of the Six Sword Slaves said with a solemn expression.

"To think it's to this extent... then do you think we can invite this person to Great Qin this time?" Fusu sighed, his tone revealing a bit of hesitation.

"Everything is for the Young Master to decide; we are only responsible for your safety." The Six Sword Slaves hurriedly lowered their heads, indicating their status was only as guards and they did not dare to rashly discuss major matters.

After Fusu finished listening, he remained silent for a moment, his heart heavy.

Recalling the strict orders from his Imperial Father before his departure, he couldn't help but feel the thousand-pound burden on his shoulders.

"Young Master, after the banquet is over, why not let Jing Ni come over for a visit.

She once worked with many of the heroines from the Martial Arts Hall; perhaps she can find out more information for you," a servant suggested.

Fusu looked toward the crowd at Jing Ni, who was standing quietly beside the women from the Martial Arts Hall, and slowly nodded.