HPDBC Chapter 73: Chapter 71 Drunken Phoenix Tower_1
Chapter 73: Chapter 71 Drunken Phoenix Tower_1
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Three days later, Qiongtian Mansion, Phoenix Sun City.
Phoenix Sun City is the largest city in Anyang County closest to Phoenix Crying Mountain, with a large population, and Drunken Phoenix Tower is the foremost winehouse in the city.
Legend has it, countless years ago, a phoenix was born on Phoenix Crying Mountain. Its cry echoed throughout the nine provinces before it soared into the heavens and vanished from sight.
This scene was witnessed by countless people, causing an uproar throughout the land, and many martial artists came in pursuit of the phoenix's trail. However, regrettably, they found nothing, as if it had all been a mere dream.
The name Phoenix Crying Mountain thus originated from this legend.
And Drunken Phoenix Tower got its name from this tale and, through the efforts of generation after generation, eventually became the largest winehouse in Phoenix Sun City.
With the martial arts tournament fast approaching, Drunken Phoenix Tower, already bustling with visitors, had become even more popular these past few days, filled to the brim with all manner of guests, the majority of whom were martial artists.
Many among them were there merely for the spectacle; after all, the annual martial arts tournament hosted by Sunset Sword Sect was considered a grand event within the martial arts community.
It was a rare occasion where one could see the prodigious youth from major sects, including the phenomenons from the Stars Ranking, who would mostly make an appearance. Such a scene was typically a rare occurrence, thus drawing countless martial arts practitioners to flock like moths to flame.
Some unaffiliated young warriors even harbored dreams of "Ascend to Heaven," hoping to participate in the tournament and catch the eye of some major sect or powerful faction. Such things had indeed occurred in the past.
Even just witnessing these young talents spar was a valuable experience. Perhaps a certain move or technique could enlighten onlookers, helping them break through a bottleneck in their martial cultivation.
At this moment, the sun dipped behind the mountains, stars appeared in the firmament, and the bright moonlight spilled from the sky. After the third round of drinks, the atmosphere inside Drunken Phoenix Tower was exceedingly warm as people intermingled with mirth to the point of fervor.
The discussions varied, ranging from interesting martial arts anecdotes to significant recent events across the world, with plenty of topics to go around. Of course, the mostcommonly discussed was the imminent martial arts tournament.
"The tournament officially starts tomorrow. I wonder who will come out on top and claim the title of 'Champion of Swords' this time?" said a burly, bearded warrior.
Each year, the victor of the martial arts tournament hosted by Sunset Sword Sect is bestowed with the title of "Champion of Swords," symbolizing the forefront of the young generation in the way of the sword.
Another warrior at the same table with a curled lip responded, "Is that even a question? Surely it still belongs to Sunset Sword Sect!"
A lean and wiry warrior nodded in agreement, adding, "In the past decade, the champions of every tournament have been disciples of Sunset Sword Sect. I believe this year will be no different."
At that moment, a warrior from an adjacent table held a different opinion, saying, "I'm not so sure about that. This year, the other sects have quite a few impressive young heroes who have emerged, far more than in previous years. Many have made it onto the Stars Ranking. This year's tournament might just be a fierce battle of dragons and tigers."
The lean and wiry warrior from the burly one's table scoffed at this comment. "So what? Even with their strength, you barely see any of these people ranking within the top twenty of the Stars Ranking. Moreover, don't forget that Sunset Sword Sect has the number one of the Stars Ranking."
Hearing this, the previously outspoken warrior fell silent, no longer speaking.
Qin Mu, the youngest true disciple of Sunset Sword Sect, was only twenty this year and had already unlocked fifty-six meridians, reaching the peak of the Pervasive Vessel Realm. He stood as the uncontested first place on this year's Stars Ranking.
When Qin Mu first burst onto the scene, he fought against the current second and third ranked warriors on the Stars Ranking by himself. Despite their combined efforts using their full repertoire of skills, neither could match Qin Mu. He fought them both single-handedly, with absolute superiority, defeating them in what could only be described as a pinnacle battle.
Because of that battle, Qin Mu officially took the top spot on the Stars Ranking, and not long after, Sunset Sword Sect announced that Qin Mu had reached the limit of the Pervasive Vessel Realm.
The man spoke confidently because he knew that Gu Chen's strength, no matter how extraordinary, would not be a match for the current Yu Qiushi.
Before the tournament, Yu Qiushi had secluded himself and made another breakthrough, in both his cultivation level and his martial comprehension.
The entire Canghai Sect was invigorated by this. They felt this tournament would be Yu Qiushi's perfect stage and that with his current strength, he would undoubtedly secure a spot within the top three of the Star Ranking.
The reputation of the entire Canghai Sect would also rise because of this, regaining some of the prestige lost with the death of the old sect leader.
This was also Yu Qiushi's goal and mission.
The revival of his sect rested entirely on his shoulders.
"This tournament, my elder brother will surely astonish everyone!" The disciples of the Canghai Sect were all excited.
The big bearded man and the other Jianghu warriors fell silent, not daring to offend either Jing Tian Department or the Canghai Sect.
However, in their eyes, Yu Qiushi did indeed seem to have been wronged. After all, rankings in the Jianghu are primarily based on strength, and since Gu Chen had not actually fought Yu Qiushi before usurping his place, even amongst themselves, this seemed somewhat improper.
After all, Yu Qiushi's battle achievements had been fought and witnessed by everyone in the Jianghu. And they felt that in a real fight, Gu Chen might not necessarily be his match.
Although the Canghai Sect had weakened over the years, its legacy remained. Yu Qiushi was the future hope of the Canghai Sect. Within the sect, he could peruse any technique he wished.
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Then, Yu Qiushi, who had been silently drinking, cast a glance at the young disciples of the Canghai Sect. They felt a jolt though their bodies, silencing them immediately.
Not far from them, at another table, sat three men. One of them, dressed in dark clothes, with sword-like eyebrows reaching into his temples and a handsome face with jet-black hair, was Gu Chen, who had traveled from Tiandu.
Song Yu whispered, "Brother Gu, they are talking about you. Those people are really too arrogant."
Having witnessed Gu Chen's strength, he knew that Gu Chen was nowhere near as frail as these people imagined.
Gu Chen kept a calm demeanor, not taking the words of these people to heart. Strength is not spoken; it is shown through combat. With his current strength, Gu Chen believed that no one on the Star Ranking would be his match.
No matter how powerful Yu Qiushi was, as long as he remained in the Ventricular Realm, he simply could not be Gu Chen's match. Unless he broke through to the External Energy Realm – that level of prodigy would be an entirely different story once they held a realm advantage.
Gu Chen glanced at Yu Qiushi, who, sensing something, swiftly turned his head. Their eyes met briefly before both looked away.
Seeing Gu Chen remained silent, Song Yu did not mind and muttered to himself, "Brother Gu, why are you as taciturn as Wang Yan? Sigh, looks like it's going to be another solo act for me."
Wang Yan, who was seated at the side munching on his food, also ignored Song Yu's words, quietly eating.
Soon, the night passed, and when dawn broke, at the foot of Phoenix Crying Mountain outside Phoenix Sun City, the crowd buzzed with activity. Countless figures of the Jianghu had gathered, with many young warriors eager and ready, awaiting this day.
The eighth day of the eighth month, the Tournament would officially begin today!
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