Chapter 431 - Number Fifty
It wasn’t only Ying Wushuang and Murong Yuan who had recognized Jiang Chen.
This disciple of the Hero Palace, ranked in the top 100 of List A of the Dragon Rise List, was known to many people.
Even people who had never met him knew some of his features.
For instance, he used knives with his right hand and swords with his left hand, he had attained many achievements although he was still very young, and he had achieved all of these thanks to his own efforts.
Those who hadn’t recognized him had also heard his name from others.
They thought of how he had killed Liu Shayang at the Wind Moon City. If they were from the Sacred City, they also knew about the stir he had caused when he had tried to get onto the Fighting Power List.
Zhang Yu was one of those who didn’t know him as well. All of his attention had been caught by his scarlet spiritual sword.
He would need more than a month to recover, but he was in the secret treasure at that moment. Han Feiyu knew very clearly what that meant.
“Okay. Well played!”
Han Feiyu gnashed his teeth. Looking towards the women beside him, he said, “Help me stand up.”
However, those women, who had once been totally obedient to him and whispered sweet nothings to him, didn’t move at all.
They looked at him with disdain when they had confirmed he had lost all of his fighting power.
“You’re a disabled man now. You can’t take us to find treasure anymore. What authority do you have to order us around?” the woman who had been his most fervent supporter said coldly, squinting at him.
“B*tch!” Han Feiyu cursed.
The woman ignored him and looked towards Jiang Chen. Smiling obediently, she said, “Apprentice Brother Jiang Chen, can we join your team?”
“Nope.” Ying Wushuang came forward and refused them directly.
Then Jiang Chen left with the members of the Holy Sword Society. Only Han Feiyu was still sitting there like a beggar.
He had gotten into trouble because of women and lost everything. How ironic it was.
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On the bell tower, Li Nanxing, Murong Long, and Su Xing were still talking about the sword attack.
“He just mastered the fight doctrine, and he’s already able to use his weapon to that extent. That’s miraculous,” Su Xing sang Jiang Chen’s praises. With his high social status, he didn’t do that a lot.
If levels of fight doctrine were classified, there would be two levels—with weapons and without weapons.
Of course, it wasn’t precise enough, since some people’s weapon was their fist or palm, like Green Ghost.
“It was more like a well-planned performance to me. How could it be such a coincidence, that he broke through right at the crucial moment? This isn’t a story.” Murong Long wouldn’t believe it.
Maybe because he had never thought highly of Jiang Chen, or maybe because he didn’t want to see someone break his own record.
“Even if what you said is true, he put on a wonderful show, and with splendid timing,” said Su Xing.
“As a member of the Evil Cloud Palace, why are you commending the Hero Palace?” Murong Long said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
Su Xing didn’t take it seriously. He said, “The eight great aristocratic families of inheritance are on the side of the Hero Palace, so why did you belittle a disciple of the Hero Palace?”
“The aristocratic families of inheritance aren’t on anybody’s side. Nothing is more important than the interests of the family,” said Murong Long.
The two kept arguing, but their conversation didn’t provoke any reaction from Li Nanxing.
“Enough,” he said.
Su Xing and Murong Long came to themselves. They glanced at each other and nodded.
“Guys, listen to me!” Murong Long stood up. His voice was as loud as thunder. Even people outside of the city could hear him.
“There’s an even bigger treasure than the Martial Imperial City in this world,” said Murong Long.
Everyone was shocked, including Jiang Chen.
When the Martial Imperial City had been discovered, the energy of the treasure had surged into the clouds.
Blood had been flowing everywhere in the city due to the fight for the treasure that day.