Chapter 504: Chapter 503: Martial World Collection (End)
Mirror State.
Heavenly Jade Mountain.
In the backyard, a young girl was practicing her sword dance. Gradually, endless sword light spread all around her, forming a blooming flower bud. Suddenly, the flower bud spat out silk-like threads, and the sword qi shot towards the sky in unison.
"Senior Sister Three, your swordsmanship has improved greatly; apart from the Three Young Masters, there might be very few among the younger generation who can match you,"
A group of Heavenly Jade Sect disciples walked up and complimented her.
The young girl was none other than the daughter of the sect master of the Heavenly Jade Sect, ’Flower Bud Sword’ Yu Wenxiu.
When Shi Xiaole left the Eight States to look for the Maple Forest Cottage in Mirror State, he had visited the Heavenly Jade Sect and, as her suitor, faced up against the talents of Mirror State. To this day, that event is occasionally mentioned in the Martial World of Mirror State.
"The Three Young Masters?"
Seeing the infatuated expressions of the new Junior Sisters, Yu Wenxiu shook her head.
Originally, there were Four Young Masters in Mirror State, but since Xuanmu, who was ranked first, disappeared, only the Three Young Masters were left. But what of chasing after the Three Young Masters?
Yu Wenxiu would never forget that snowy day atop Heavenly Jade Mountain, when a young man in blue stood defiant with his sword, defeating Young Master Flame and Young Master Aoyun one after another.
The current glory of the Three Young Masters didn’t hold up a candle to that man’s brilliance.
But where was he now?
"Senior Sister Three, Senior Sister Three, something terrible has happened."
In the midst of her thoughts, a young man carrying a jade sword hurriedly ran in. It was Yu Fei, the ’Three Jade Sword’ who had led Shi Xiaole to the Heavenly Jade Sect.
"Junior Brother Six, what’s the big deal now?"
Yu Wenxiu sheathed her sword and smiled.
"Take a look at this."
Yu Fei’s face turned red, and he handed over a booklet. Looking closely, the cover read: The Martial World Collection.
Half a moment later, Yu Wenxiu was taken aback. She was deeply moved by the initiative of the Divine Strategy Academy and couldn’t help but immerse herself in the contents of the book, along with the surrounding Senior Brothers and Sisters.
For anyone with an ambition for the Martial World, the Martial World Collection held an unprecedented charm, making it irresistible.
"So much has happened in the Martial World in just this past month. We, who live in a corner, could never imagine such thrilling events."
Eager anticipation filled Yu Wenxiu’s eyes.
Yu Fei looked odd and said: "Senior Sister Three, the most exciting part is yet to come."
"Oh?"
Yu Wenxiu continued flipping the pages, finding a ranking list in the second half of the book. The young people present began to comment as they read line by line.
"The Martial Emperor truly is my lifelong idol; his life experiences are so legendary."
"The Master of the Ghost Carriage indeed ranks second in the dynasty, hmph, this butcher still isn’t dead?"
Admiration and curses echoed through the silent garden from time to time. Every person was enthusiastic as if the records in the book were their own experiences.
"Except for the top ten masters who are at the dynasty level, the other ranks are at roads, cities, and even state levels."
Yu Wenxiu thought for a moment, and then it dawned upon her.
The territory of the Flying Horse Dynasty was vast. Each place was too large, with countless martial artists living in it. Even with the power of the Divine Strategy Academy, it was impossible to fully grasp everything. It was better to divide different areas into categories and rank them accordingly.
In this way, errors could be reduced and a competitive atmosphere could be created in corresponding areas. It was indeed a perfect solution.
She could imagine that in the future, the impact of these lists would continue to grow.
Who would willingly admit to being inferior? Seeing their own ranking lower than someone else’s would certainly lead to challenges, especially if they never sparred before.
The Martial World in every place was unlikely to remain calm.
"That’s right. Is there something about Shuntian Capital?"
Having seen many rankings of paths, cities, and even a few states like Tian State, a young girl couldn’t help but eagerly ask.
Yu Wenxiu was also very concerned. She quickly flipped through the pages and finally found the ranking for Shuntian Capital. After taking a quick glance, her face abruptly transformed like she had seen something incredible.
"There’s also a list of geniuses in Shuntian, and the one ranked first, huh, this person’s name seems familiar," said a previous speaker, dumbfounded.
"Senior Sister Three, this Shi Xiaole...could it be the same one..."
Many of the present had witnessed the grand suitor gathering several years ago, and they quickly connected the dots.
Upon reading the remark ’At Heavenly Jade Mountain in Mirror State, he came in pursuit of the daughter of the sect master. With a single sword, he swept away two young masters,’ their breaths hitched in their throats.
"How is this possible? This is Shuntian Capital with 365 states, countless talents and outstanding youths. How could he be ranked first..."
People were dumbfounded, their hairs standing on end.
Yu Wenxiu took a deep breath, unable to keep her rapidly beating heart in check.
Yingzhou.
One of the ten states of Shuntian Capital.
In the guestroom of a small town, a woman in a yellow dress dazedly gazed at the book in her hands. Unresponsive to the sunlight that painfully pierced her skin and shone on her delicate white face, not even her long eyelashes budged.
"Sister Yunxi, ever since you bought this Martial World Collection yesterday, you’ve been staring at the same page for a day and a night now, haven’t you seen enough?"
Another beautiful woman in her thirties walked over, discovering that the page of the book was still as it had been the night before and couldn’t help but laugh.
"Sister Yunxi, these fifty geniuses are all monsters, especially the top ten. If you want to make it onto this list, I’m afraid it’s not possible."
"Sister Lei, is it really impossible?"
Hearing the trembling voice nearby, Lei Jiaxin suddenly noticed that Xia Yunxi’s face was streaked with tears. "What’s wrong, dear sister?" she asked.
"I, I’m so happy for him, but at the same time, I feel somewhat distressed. I’ve tried my best to catch up to him, but I seem to only be getting further away. He’s up there in the sky, radiant and infinite, while I’m still stumbling down on the ground, so far out of reach."
Lei Jiaxin held Xia Yunxi in her arms, gently patting her back, "Don’t cry, my dear sister. Ever since I met you in the Martial World, I knew you’ve been hiding someone in your heart. It’s why you never accepted Qi San’s kindness towards you. Could it be that he is on this list?"
Xia Yunxi didn’t respond, just crying, "I’m so scared that when we meet again, I won’t dare to recognize him." Her voice was full of despair.
Lei Jiaxin took a closer look at the book page. Seeing teardrops half dry on top of the text, her heart fluttered. She hastily reassured, "Dear sister, the future is unpredictable. This time we are going to enter the rainbow forest where many adventures await us. Maybe you’ll run into him there."
Xia Yunxi suddenly stopped crying, wiped away her tears, broke away from her embrace, and laughed, "Yes, if he’s not here, I’ll look for him elsewhere. I need to constantly strengthen myself. I won’t let him underestimate me!"
Xia Yunxi knew very well that no matter how deep the feelings are, if the difference in their levels is too great, they would eventually drift apart. She needed to get stronger, not to top the Martial World, but just to walk on equal footing with him.
Soon after, two handsome men came knocking. Looking at them, they seemed to be comrades. Xia Yunxi and Lei Jiaxin tidied up and the four of them together entered a forest covered by a rainbow.
...
For some unknown reason, none of the eight states had branches of the Divine Strategy Academy. However, the intelligence organizations such as ’Omniscient’ had purchased a large number of Martial World Collections from other states, which suddenly spread throughout the eight states.
For the martial artists of the eight states, the Martial Emperor and others were like stars in the sky. Although they were more brilliant than the sun, they were too distant, ultimately merely characters in legends.
But Shi Xiaole was different. He had grown up in the eight states. His portraits were circulated all over the eight states. His ascension to the throne of the first genius of Shuntian Capital made waves in the martial world of the eight states!
In the restaurants, people often boasted that they had seen Shi Xiaole and how they knew him, which often caused others to burst into laughter, but they didn’t mind at all.
Moreover, in the Righteous Path, some elders laughed heartily, drank three hundred cups, and loudly declared that as long as this boy still existed, the Devil Path in the eight states could never rise again! Xie Xiaofeng was not even worth mentioning in comparison!
On the contrary, the Devil Path that was originally ready to make a move once again plunged into silence. Each day, a large number of letters flew to Red Dragon Divine Palace, inquiring about the situation of the Red Dragon Divine Monarch.
Qingxue State.
Lele City.
Nowadays, Lele City was truly a holy land of martial arts in the eight states, the veritable head of the Righteous Path. Along with the circulation of the Martial World Collection, it became the focus of countless people’s attention.
From the city lord to the gate-keeping disciples, everyone was immersed in great joy. At every moment, people could be heard discussing and laughing.
Inside the city lord’s boudoir.
"Is the work finished yet?"
Su Yanru lounged lazily on her muslin-shaded bed in a red dress, resting her face on her hand. Her bare snow-white arm and the long slender thighs drawn up to one side formed an enchanting spectacle that no man could resist.
Zhu Ling, originally the greatest beauty of Cloud Triangle and now the chief steward of Lele City, was also blushing from the scene in front of her, and she couldn’t help lowering her head with a giggle.
She personally opened a large box and stood up the object inside, tearing away the cloth strip.
It turned out to be a sculpture of a man.
The sculpture was slim, with ink-black hair, a rarely seen handsome face, and every muscle on his body was perfect, not overly exaggerated, full of explosive masculinity.
The life-like sculpture standing there had caused both Su Yanru and Zhu Ling to momentarily lose their breath.
The likeness.
It was too much like Shi Xiaole himself!
"Alright, Ling’er, you can leave now."
Su Yanru waved her hand.
Zhu Ling took one more look at the sculpture and then had to lower her head and leave the room, secretly thinking that maybe she should ask the craftsman to make another one.
In the room.
Su Yanru gently stroked the cheek of the sculpture, saying fondly, "Lele, Auntie misses you so much. Now you can stay with Auntie forever. Don’t worry, that craftsman from the Devil Path is being closely watched by my men. He won’t dare to make a second one. Only Auntie can have your sculpture."
The commotion caused by the Martial World Collection was still ongoing.
Meanwhile, at the Ai Family in Xuanwu State, Shi Xiaole closed the Water Sky Sword Technique.
