Chapter 3: Gathering of Talents! First Update

  "On my sword." As soon as the young man in red finished speaking, the sword in his hand was unsheathed. No one saw how it was unsheathed, only a flash of silver-white light illuminated the entire hall of the wine building.

  The autumn water-like sword light, like a rippling wave, was reflected on the boss's face.

  The boss praised: "Good sword!"

  The young man in red put away his sword and looked at the boss with a cold expression, saying: "Can you take me now?"

  The boss nodded slightly, preparing to order the young servant to lead the red-clothed youth in, when a cold voice suddenly rang out: "Put down your sword!"

  This voice was like a thousand years of cold ice, so cold it was almost inhuman, making one's whole body seem to tremble with an unmistakable commanding tone.

  The boss and the young man in red both looked back.

  A person slowly walked out of the door, this person seemed to be walking from the sunlight, his whole body was emitting a cold aura, like a block of ice, as soon as he appeared, the temperature of the entire building suddenly dropped to freezing point.

  Wearing white clothes, with black hair, holding a sword in hand.

  He was like a swordsman in the red dust, sharp and cold eyes, staring at the young man in red without any emotion.

  The young man in red clothes looked at him silently for a moment and suddenly smiled.

  Scoffing laughter.

  "Since I was three years old and started practicing swordsmanship, no one has ever been able to make me put down my sword! And those who made me put down my sword are now forever unable to hold a sword again." The young man in red stroked his slender white fingers gently, as if narrating an ordinary matter.

  Only the dead can never hold swords again.

  That young man in white clothes stared at him coldly and said: "With such rough swordsmanship, you're not worthy of drawing your sword in front of me!"

  Everyone was taken aback.

  The swordsmanship of that young man in red just now, although it was only a single draw of the sword, was magnificent and extraordinary, not something an ordinary person could achieve.

  This white-clothed youth actually said this sword technique is rough?

  The young man in red's face slowly sank, coldly smiling: "I'd like to come and learn from your sword." Before he had even finished speaking, the sword in his hand suddenly flashed out of its scabbard!

  Hurry!

  As swift as lightning.

  The white-clad youth stood still, not even drawing the sword in his hand. Then, the red-clad young man stabbed at him with his sword, but it suddenly and mysteriously appeared in his own hand, and he counterattacked towards the red-clad young man.

  Everyone only felt a flash of vision, and one finger of the red-clothed youth was cut off.

  Whoosh!

  The sword light returned to the scabbard of the young man in red, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

  The light shines on the hall. The air is silent and soundless.

  The young man in red had his right index finger cut off. In this life, he wanted to use a sword again, unless he reached the state of holy body and re-condensed his physical body, it would be impossible.

  "You..." The red-clad youth's face turned bright red as he stared fixedly at the white-clad youth, his voice cold and harsh: "What is your name?"

  "Xuanyuan!" The young man in white clothes said calmly.

  The young man in red nodded and said: "I remember!" After finishing speaking, he picked up his severed finger and left the Tian Xiang Building.

  The young man in white walked up to the boss and said, "Give me a room."

  The house is naturally Fang's house in Jiuxiang Building.

  The boss nodded without saying a word and beckoned the waiter to take him away.

  "What a monstrous talent..." The boss gazed at the white-clad youth with eyes full of apprehension, "So young, yet he's already grasped the essence of the sword path!"

  The sun is near the horizon, the sky is painted with sunset glow.

  Outside Tianxianglou, red lanterns lit up on the streets. The flags of wine shops fluttered in the wind.

  The boss is calculating today's income.

  Counting the rented Jiuxiang Building and all the guest rooms, a total of 20 top-grade spirit stones were earned! Twenty top-grade spirit stones, many Nascent Soul stage Saints can't even earn that much in their lifetime.

  So the boss laughed his mouth wide open.

  "Jiuxiang Building is left with only one room now, I wonder who it will be." The boss yawned and looked outside the wine building.

  In the sunset. At the end of the street, a young man walked slowly, wearing gray coarse cloth clothes, with clear and elegant eyebrows and eyes, his expression filled with warmth.

  He came alone to the outside of Tianxiang Building, took a glance inside, and then walked in.

  "Excuse me, sir, are there any rooms available?" the youth in gray clothes asked politely.

  The boss raised his eyelids and glanced at him before saying, "No more, it's already fully booked."

  "Isn't there even one?" The youth in gray clothes showed a disappointed expression.

  The boss looked at him and suddenly felt a kind of sympathy in his heart, he thought for a moment and said: "There is still one room left, but I don't know if you can live there."

  The youth in grey robes' eyes lit up and he said, "Really?"

  "Hmm." The boss sighed: "But many people want to live in this room. If you don't have enough ability, it's hard to stay here."

  "What's going on?" The grey-clothed youth scratched his head and said, "What's going on?"

  "For example..." The boss thought for a moment and said: "Do you have money? If you're willing to pay five top-grade spirit stones, you can stay."

  "No..." The grey-robed youth shook his head.

  "Will you hit people?" The boss asked again.

  "No...," The grey-robed youth thought for a moment before saying, "But I will kill people."

  The boss's eyes lit up and said: "Can you use a sword? Is your swordsmanship fast?"

  "Unhappy......" The gray-clothed youth's face turned red, and he scratched his head, saying: "My swordsmanship is very slow. Slow to the point that most of the time, I haven't even drawn my sword, and the problem has already been solved."

  The boss smiled and said: "This last room is yours, I'll register it for you. What's your name?"

  The youth in grey was just about to answer.

  Suddenly——

  A cold voice sounded from beside him, saying: "I want this room!"

  The youth in grey and the boss turned their heads, only to see a young man in golden clothes walking towards them from outside the door, carrying a long spear on his back, with an air of majesty, without even giving the youth in grey a glance, he stared at the boss and said.

  Behind the young man in golden clothes stood two maidservants in their teens, looking very lovely and charming.

  As soon as the young man in golden clothes entered the tavern, two maidservants brought up a chair and covered it with precious brocade they were carrying, before letting him sit down.

  "This room has already been rented out to this young master." The boss said with difficulty.

  The young man in golden clothes sat on a chair and said calmly: "It's very simple. Let this young master move his steps and go somewhere else."

  The boss looked at the boy in gray clothes.

  The youth in grey shook his head and said, "Things that enter my hands have never had the habit of coming out."

  "Give you three breaths of time." The young man in golden clothes stroked the black long gun in his hand, with an attitude that didn't even look at others, making anyone who saw it feel embarrassed.

  The boy in grey seemed to have not heard. He turned his head and asked the boss gently, "Excuse me, where is my room? Would you mind taking me there?"

  "Hmph. My young master is speaking to you!" A maid's eyes turned cold, her palm waved, and the two chopsticks on the table suddenly flew towards the grey-clothed youth.

  Half saint!

  The boss was shocked. He didn't expect that this young maid, at such a young age, would have such abilities, and even more unbelievable is that someone with such talent would become the maid of this golden-clothed young master.

  Whoosh!

  Chopsticks shot towards the grey-clad youth, but before they landed on him, the air around his body seemed to suddenly ripple.

  The chopsticks disappeared silently!

  The maid was shocked, her face suddenly turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She stared at the grey-clothed youth in shock and anger.

  The boy in gold raised his head and gazed at the boy in gray. After a moment, he said, "It seems I need to learn from you."

  Two maids immediately pulled out chairs.

  The young man in golden clothes stood up. His slender and fair fingers, more beautiful than those of a lovely woman, were full of strength, grasping the black long spear.

  "Draw your sword." The young man in golden clothes smiled and said, "Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to draw it later."

  The youth in grey robes said calmly: "I usually don't draw my sword."

  The young man in golden clothes let out a cold laugh, his eyes flashing suddenly, and his body floated over like a gust of clear wind. All the candles in the lanterns in the great hall flickered ceaselessly.

  The gun in his hand suddenly shot out.

  The gun tip was like a cluster of fierce sun, emitting endless golden light, pure and true energy surging, like countless silk ribbons flying.

  Everyone was dazzled by this light and couldn't open their eyes.

  After all the lights disappeared, everyone looked again and saw that the golden-robed youth was standing in the center of the hall, with the gray-robed youth standing in front of him.

  Both of them were motionless.

  A moment later, the golden-robed youth's mouth suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his handsome face twisted in pain, saying: "You..."

  The grey-clothed youth's hand had a flash of golden light disappear, as if nothing had happened.

  The two maidservants hastily stepped forward and supported the young man in golden clothes.

  "I forgot to tell you." The grey-clothed youth smiled and said: "When I usually draw out my sword, it's bound to see blood!"

  Nature is not his own blood.

  The young man in golden clothes twisted his face and stared at the young man in gray, then was quickly supported by two maidservants to retreat.

  The boy in grey turned back to the boss and said, "Sorry, I made a mess here."

  The boss shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter, let's go, I'll take you to your room."

  "Mm." The grey-clad youth nodded gently.

  "Right." The young man in gray suddenly remembered something and said to the boss: "My name is Tang Lin."

  ……

  So Tang Lin moved into Jiuxiang Building.

  After leaving the Rakshasa Islands, Tang Lin followed behind the palace of the young master of Rakshasa Island and arrived directly at Tianyu City.

  This largest city in the world opened Tang Lin's eyes wide, he asked some people along the way "Gufo Temple" where to live, but no one had an answer.

  Later someone told him that if he wanted to investigate news, coming to a place would definitely know.

  This is Tianxiang Building.

  So Tang Lin came here.

  Although he hadn't started investigating yet, Tang Lin had already sensed that Tian Xiang Lou was not ordinary and wasn't just an average wine tavern.

  Which ordinary tavern doesn't even qualify for a saint to stay in?

  Tang Lin lived in Jiuxiang Building, a courtyard like a villa, with a babbling brook, white stone arch bridge, quiet and peaceful surroundings.

  It's just like this, how can it make so many people contend for it?

  ……

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