63: Chapter 63 Longevity Martial Arts?

The once murderous Ji Wuming had actually become a simple and honest youth?

[Ji Wuming: Age twenty-four; Aptitude eighty-nine; Evaluation: His mind lags behind, but his talent in the Way of the Sword is remarkable; Recommendation: Accept as a Disciple]

Su Rui nodded slightly; this evaluation was fair and objective.

"Alright, kowtow now!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuming immediately knelt down and bowed his head.

"Greetings, Master!"

His eyes shone brightly as he shouted with a simple and honest tone.

[Ji Wuming joins the Martial Arts Hall; bestowing an Opportunity or Treasure will yield a feedback reward.]

Su Rui lightly tapped his fingertip, directly transmitting a set of sword techniques to him.

It was the "Thirteen Fatal Sword Moves" obtained from signing in.

Ji Wuming's eyes glazed over, as if he had grasped something profound.

"Such a Sword Technique exists!"

He felt this set of sword techniques was exceptionally suited to his heart's desire.

"You have already been defeated. Do you intend to return?"

"Yes, I want to go back and see, to recover what I have forgotten."

Ji Wuming answered honestly.

"That is fine. You may go to a certain place and find someone for me."

Not only Ji Wuming was curious, but the onlookers also showed expressions of inquiry.

"Go to Seven Heroes Town, find an old man who paints, invite him to a meal, and tell him I wish to seek a Cultivation Technique that can prolong life, and ask if he can paint it."

"Longevity Martial Arts?"

Everyone showed confused expressions.

Did such a Cultivation Technique truly exist in the world?

Ji Wuming, however, didn't overthink it, simply viewing it as an ordinary errand.

"Understood, I will go!"

"Mm, go then!"

"Yes!"

Ji Wuming suddenly stood up, grabbed the sword from the ground, turned, and walked straight out. His movements were crisp and clean, without any lingering hesitation.

The people around all showed surprised expressions.

Is this fellow missing a screw in his head?

Even Wanwan and the others felt that Su Rui was just making fun of him.

A martial art for eternal life?

Wouldn't that be akin to the legendary Immortals?

"I also want to join the Martial Arts Hall!"

Regardless of anything else, Ji Wuming had succeeded.

After he left, Xu Weixiong was the first to step forward.

"Not accepting."

Su Rui refused directly.

"Why?"

Before Xu Weixiong could even kneel to pay respects, she was immediately rejected, leaving her stunned on the spot.

... ...

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying wave of Internal Energy suddenly erupted around Su Rui, instantly enveloping the entire courtyard.

Before everyone could react, they were swept up and shot into the sky.

Outside the Martial Arts Hall, the crowd waiting for Wanwan, Xu Weixiong, and the others looked up, their mouths agape and eyes wide with shock.

A massive winged creature rushed out of the Martial Arts Hall. As its wings spread, it instantly soared high into the sky, its body rapidly expanding until it blotted out the sun.

The Kunpeng rode the wind and soared ninety thousand li!

The giant bird shook its wings once, and the entire Snow Moon City seemed to tremble with it. Gales swept through, kicking up dust.

Immediately following this, the giant bird's figure abruptly vanished into the horizon.

Those in the nearby pavilion discussing matters saw their expressions change drastically. They instantly appeared outside the building, their gazes fixed on the direction where the giant bird disappeared.

"That was...?"

Baili Dongjun was filled with astonishment.

"Another peak Realm Concept!"

Sikong Changfeng's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

This was too despair-inducing.

"Who was it?"

The Confucian Sword Immortal retracted his gaze and turned to ask the few people beside him.

"It should be correct."

Sikong Changfeng nodded in confirmation.

"But what kind of Concept was that?"

The Head of the Wen Family next to him looked bewildered.

"Unclear, but the height of the Concept is no less than the previous Green Grass Sword Intent!"

Baili Dongjun's expression was grave.

"Have we overlooked something!"

Suddenly, someone reminded them.

Everyone turned around abruptly and found a young man holding an umbrella standing silently behind them.

"Umbrella Ghost!"

Those who recognized Su Muyu's identity subconsciously stepped back a few paces, their faces full of vigilance.

The foremost young assassin of the Dark River organization.

The number of people who died by his hand was at least dozens.

People in the Jianghu were terrified of him.

No one expected him to appear here.

Moreover, a few people seemed to have a feud with him and were already gripping their weapons.

But Su Muyu paid them no mind, only gazing in the direction the Kunpeng had vanished.

"Where did he go?"

That single question made Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng's faces change drastically.

That's right!

Su Rui had been in the city the entire time and had never gone out.

"Let's go check the Martial Arts Hall!"

The two exchanged a look and immediately soared into the air, rushing towards the outer city.

The others followed suit when they saw this.

These people were all experts, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Martial Arts Hall.

The people who hadn't recovered from the shock of the giant bird flying into the sky were stunned again by the sudden appearance of these experts.

"What happened? What was that just now?"

Someone couldn't help but speak, their voice trembling slightly.

Baili Dongjun investigated and his face changed drastically—there wasn't a single person left in the Martial Arts Hall.

"Quick, chase them!"

Sikong Changfeng's face darkened.

His precious daughter was still in the Martial Arts Hall. If that Su Rui took her away, he would surely go mad.

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out.

Baili Dongjun naturally understood his thoughts, sighed, and followed him.

But shortly after leaving the city, everyone froze.

Because lightning flashed in the sky ahead, drawing their attention.

Thirteen Flying Swords circled a young woman in white, darting rapidly through the air at extreme speed.

However, those present were all experts and could barely make out some of the situation.

"That looks like the girl who was carrying the sword casket earlier, the one who summoned the lightning. Could it be Xu Weixiong? Why are they fighting?"

Someone recognized the two figures fighting, their tone full of surprise.

Sikong Changfeng also calmed down at this point.

Since Xu Weixiong was here, Qianluo should also be nearby.

He stopped being anxious and slowly flew towards the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Xu Weixiong couldn't believe what she was seeing.

This young woman could actually control the peerless sword casket, and she wielded it with surprising ease.

The Flying Swords moved like spiritual fish swimming through water, even more agile and versatile than when the Master of Wushuang City used them before.

She was able to hold out this long only because the young woman had almost never attacked proactively.

Most of her Moves were just reactive counters.

Even so, Xu Weixiong was already finding it difficult to fend off the attacks.

She directly summoned the chi chi sword and mobilized the power of the Heavenly Thunder.

Amidst the roaring thunder, Wang Yuyan gradually transitioned from initial panic to skilled proficiency.

Controlling the thirteen Flying Swords became smoother and smoother.

She could even use them to simultaneously execute thirteen different Sword Control Techniques.

When this Move was unleashed, Xu Weixiong couldn't withstand it for even a few breaths before being defeated.

Ximen Chuixue and the others watched, their expressions shaken.

The Sword Control Art could be used like that?

This was simply like being besieged by thirteen masters proficient in sword arts, and these "masters" didn't need to worry about getting injured.

This was too exaggerated.

This virtually meant that among those of the same Realm, no one could defeat her.

Thinking of this, quite a few people couldn't help but turn their gaze towards Li Hanyi.

This person was also an existence considered invincible among peers. If the two fought, who would win and who would lose?

Su Rui nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, when teaching Wang Yuyan the Sword Control Technique, Su Rui had envisioned this possibility.

But he hadn't expected Wang Yuyan to grasp this level of mastery on her own without anyone guiding her.

Truly exceptional talent.

Perhaps she hadn't focused her mind on martial arts before, which is why her brilliance wasn't revealed?

Su Rui mused internally.

Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he looked towards the direction of Snow Moon City.

He saw figures flashing in the distance, rapidly approaching.

After recognizing their identities, Su Rui retracted his gaze.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

Xu Weixiong looked dejected.

She had always been an extremely confident person.

Whether in scholarship, martial arts, strategy, or the game of Go, she rarely admitted defeat to others.

Even in the Shangyin Palace, she had never truly admired anyone.

But today, she was utterly convinced by this newly initiated young woman.

What astonishing talent this was.

And how did that Hall Master elevate her to such a Realm in such a short time?

"I concede!" she sighed, retracting the chi chi sword, her expression downcast.

"How about this, I heard you have a younger brother."

Xu Weixiong started, looking at him in surprise.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not talking about that unreliable Xu Fengnian; I mean Xu Longxiang!"

As soon as Su Rui finished speaking, Xu Weixiong stared at him in shock.

She had never mentioned this matter, nor had she even revealed her own identity. How did he know?

"How did you know...?"

"Bring Xu Longxiang here, and I will pass on a peerless martial art to you, one strong enough to suppress experts of Li Chungang's level!"

"..."

Xu Weixiong was completely dumbfounded.

This person knew her better than she knew herself.

"My brother, he..."

"His Aptitude is not bad; it's worth my effort to help you out along the way."

"..."

Xu Weixiong almost rolled her eyes; her face looked ready to drag down to her feet.

How grating those words sounded!

— — —

Seeing Xu Weixiong lost in thought, Su Rui turned to look at the few people rushing from the distance.

When Sikong Changfeng saw his daughter was safe, standing on her tiptoes whispering something to Li Hanyi, the heavy weight in his heart lifted, and his steps became lighter.

Sikong Qianluo saw her father arrive and immediately ran over.

"Father, why are you here?"

Sikong Changfeng gave a wry smile.

"The commotion just now was so huge it alerted the entire city. How could I not come?"

"That was a Move the Teacher used, it turned into a really big bird!"

Sikong Qianluo even spread her arms to indicate the size.

"..."

Su Rui was speechless for a moment.

What big bird?

"Qianluo!"

Su Rui called out sternly.

Sikong Qianluo jolted, immediately running away from her father and coming to Su Rui's side.

"That was a Kunpeng!"

Su Rui corrected her.

Kunpeng?

Everyone had certainly heard of this legendary Divine Beast.

"Isn't that still a bird? A bird that is half-fish, half-bird!"

Sikong Qianluo immediately shrank her neck when she noticed Su Rui's expression wasn't right.

"Hanyi, after we return, practice with Qianluo well. Her spear technique still needs strengthening."

"Yes!"

Li Hanyi suppressed a smile and saluted.

Sikong Qianluo's face instantly fell.

Su Rui paid no more attention to the little girl and turned to look at the others.

"What about you all?"

"We request to become Disciples!"

The remaining three spoke in unison. Xing Hun stood to the side, watching with interest.

"..."

"No. First, resolve your own troubles clearly before considering leaving your Sects!"

Su Rui refused directly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Wanwan and Shi Feixuan were both startled.

"Hall Master, didn't you say before that you wouldn't interfere with Disciples joining other Schools?"

"That was for others!"

Su Rui's tone was firm, yielding no ground.

"I dislike both the Quiet Temple of Compassion and the Yin Corpse Sect."