The Immortal Emperor Returns

Chapter 290 A Gather of Experts!

Chu Xun first found a hotel to rest.

After a short break, he came to the restaurant of the hotel, ordered some simple dishes and a bottle of red wine.

He disguised himself a little before he went out, for now, he was famous and many people knew him.

It was easy for him to change his facial features. Now, he looked totally like an ordinary and plain man, not eye-catching at all.

Chu Xun didn’t come here to eat and drink, but to get some news.

Warriors liked bragging, and from their conversation, Chu Xun could get some useful information and might hear the news of the purple-haired woman.

“Do you know that I had witnessed the battle on the Mount of the Ancient Ruins? Dozens of men from the Broken Souls Cult joined hands to kill Chu the Devil. Dozens of Human King! Can you imagine what a terrifying force it was?” a warrior said in a proud tone, sounding like it was a great honor to witness that battle.

“That’s nothing impressive at all!” another warrior said, “Back when we were in the Longcheng City, Chu the Devil led us to defeat the beasts. He was really powerful and fierce at that time.”

Chu Xun was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect that he had become the subject of people’s discussion at leisure time.

“I heard that that man of the Yan family had reached the seventh level of the Human King Realm,” a warrior chimed in.

“Yes, I’ve heard about it, too. He’s simply a genius. He’s only 100 years old, yet he has reached the seventh level of the Human King Realm. He did have amazing talent.”

“So many experts have come to the Kunlun Mountain. I’m wondering if we can have a share of the treasure this time.”

“Well, it depends on not only our cultivation, but also our luck. It’s hard to tell what will happen.”

“Do you still remember the purple-haired woman we saw a few days ago? It was so terrifying that she fought against Zang Lingfeng neck and neck. I reckon she is no weaker than Yan Wushuang.”

Chu Xun’s eyes flickered as he finally heard something about the purple-haired woman.

“Hi, my Taoist friends, can I buy you guys a drink?” Chu Xun walked toward them with the bottle of wine.

These men stopped talking, looked at Chu Xun, and then looked at the wine in his hand before replying, “Please have a seat.”

Chu Xun sat down and filled everyone’s glass with wine. “Could you please tell me more about the purple-haired woman?”

These men were all the first-grade Human Kings, and seeing that Chu Xun had an unusual demeanor, they treated him very kindly, maybe most because of the good wine that Chu Xun brought to them.

“Brother, what do you want to know about her?” one of them asked.

Chu Xun chuckled and beckoned the waiter to bring him four bottles of expensive wine. He placed the wine in front of the four men respectively and said, “I want to know everything about that woman.”

These men smiled and thought that Chu Xun was very sensitive. One of them began to speak. “Several days ago, we saw a purple-haired woman. She was very stunning despite the veil on her face.”

“Do you know the Immortalization Sect?” another man asked.

Chu Xun shook his head.

This man looked surprised. He didn’t expect Chu Xun not to know the Immortalization Sect, and thought that Chu Xun might be the son of a powerful figure and had gone out to open his eyes. Thus, he continued, “The Immortalization Sect is a big force, and is no weaker than the famous Sifang Sword Sect.”

“Because of Zang Fengling, the sect had become famous. Zang Fengling enjoys equal popularity with Yan Wushuang. He is only about one hundred years old as a seventh-grade Human King.”

Chu Xun was surprised to know that there were so many talents on the earth. He thought that Zang Fengling was really talented to have become a seventh-grade Human King at about one hundred years old.

“Does the Immortalization Sect have anything to do with the purple-haired woman?” Chu Xun asked. He was only interested in news of the purple-haired woman.

“Of course, it does,” the warrior became excited as he continued, “a few days ago, Zang Fengling happened to encounter this purple-haired woman and was obsessed with her. He swore in public that he would take off the woman’s veil in person.”

“And what happened later?” Chu Xun asked.

“The woman was so powerful that Zang Fengling failed to defeat her even after he tried his best.”

Just as Chu Xun was about to raise more questions, he noticed that everyone turned to look in the direction of the door. He looked back curiously.

He saw a white-robed man came in. The man was handsome and aloof, and carried nothing with him but a green sword about a meter long.

“Who is he?” Chu Xun asked curiously. He could tell that this man had a high level of cultivation.

However, the four men all winked at him and looked nervous.

One of them lowered his voice as he whispered lightly, “He is Yan Wushuang.”

Chu Xun observed Yan Wushuang carefully and curiously, and nodded in secret.

“He has a face as fair as jade, and has unparalleled demeanor.” That was the impression Yan Wushuang left on Chu Xun.

Yan Wushuang’s eyes turned cold as he stared at a man in the corner. Face pale and eyes swollen, the man gave others a frivolous feeling. However, he was not weak at all; he was a third-grade Human King.

“Yan Wushuang, what do you want?” the man shouted, but others could tell that he was just pretending not to be afraid.

“Kill you!” Yan Wushuang said coldly.

“I’m a member of the Bloody Moon Tower. Do you dare to kill me?”

Swoosh!

Yan Wushuang drew out his green sword, and a beam of sword light flashed across the air.

Swish!

The pale-faced man suddenly widened his eyes, and a long narrow cut appeared on his neck. A bloody mist erupted from it.

The man was killed by a single blow without being able to resist.

Yan Wushuang’s expression didn’t change as he withdrew his sword, turned around, and left with light steps.

The whole restaurant was dead silent.

Whispering voices couldn’t be heard until a long while later when they were sure that Yan Wushuang wouldn’t come back.

“It’s said that this man raped and killed a woman last night, and thus broke the rule set by the Yan family. Therefore, Master Yan killed him.”

On hearing this, Chu Xun smiled slightly. “Yan Wushuang is an interesting person.”

After that, Chu Xun asked them several more questions, but they didn’t know much about it. As a result, Chu Xun couldn’t get more information and said goodbye to them.

During the following three days, Chu Xun failed to find any trace of the purple-haired woman, and the so-called ancient relic didn’t appear either.

“Could it be that she has left?”

Just as Chu Xun felt distressed, a piece of news spread throughout Yanxue City.

After asking around, Chu Xun learned that the Yan family was going to hold a gathering for young experts. Whoever was less than 150 years old could attend the meeting.

In Martial Tao World, a 150 years old man was quite young; however, for ordinary people, one would have died long ago at this age, and his descendants would have to call him grandfather or grand-grand-father when worshiping him.

At this gathering, these young experts would have to participate in a simple competition, and the Yan family would give out their most precious treasure, Soul-nourishing Lotus, as a reward.

Soul-nourishing Lotus was a top-grade spiritual elixir and had a great healing effect on the damage of the soul.

Chu Xun knew that the reward was just a gimmick, for no one could be Yan Wushuang’s match. As a result, no one could win the reward from the Yan family in the end.

In fact, everyone knew the Yan family’s actual purpose for holding this meeting, which was to give Yan Wushuang a chance to strike fear into others’ hearts. After all, with so many warriors coming to Yanxue City, it would cause chaos in the city.

Nevertheless, since the Soul-nourishing Lotus was useful to Hua Qingwu, Chu Xun decided to attend the meeting.

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At nightfall of the next day, the sun was setting, and the banquet began.

Chu Xun went out and leisurely headed toward the Yan family’s manor. He now looked like an ordinary man, so no one noticed him on the way.

The manor of the Yan family, covering an area of hundreds of acres, was very luxurious and spectacular with a lot of pavilions.

This time, there were at least 800 young talents that had attended this banquet. Although the manor of the Yan family was big, it could not accommodate so many people.

In the end, the meeting was held on the grassland of the Yan family that covered an area of several thousand square meters and in a self-help way.

When Chu Xun arrived, the place had been crowded with people, and more than a hundred tables had been occupied. He didn’t know anyone there, so he could only go to pick up a glass of wine and walk around.

The Yan family was quite generous. The wine severed there was a kind of spiritual herb wine, which was good for cultivation.

“Little brother.”

Someone shouted. Chu Xun looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was the four people he had met in the hotel that day.

Chu Xun walked over and nodded at them.

“Little brother, are you alone?” one of them asked.

Chu Xun nodded.

“Would you mind sitting with us?”

Chu Xun didn’t refuse. He thanked them and sat down.

“I forgot to introduce ourselves last time. We are from the Tianluo Sect. Which sect are you from, little brother?”

Chu Xun chuckled and replied, “I haven’t joined any sect. I’m just a rogue cultivator.”

Uh... The four of them were stunned, and they didn’t doubt Chu Xun’s words. After all, there was no fluctuation of Internal Breath from Chu Xun, and it seemed that his cultivation was not high.

“Little brother, if you’d like to, you can join our Tianluo Sect. Recently, we are recruiting new disciples. You can go back with me. I’ll recommend you to the people responsible for the recruiting and they certainly will accept you.”

Chu Xun paused for a moment and thanked him. After all, that man was kind-hearted toward him.

“Little brother, though our Tianluo Sect is just a middle-scale force, you will get shelter and backup after joining us. It will be more convenient for you to travel around the world, and you won’t be alone, or friendless, or bullied by others.”

“Thank you so much, big brothers,” Chu Xun said with a smile.

After that, they chatted aimlessly.

Roar!

An ear-splitting roar of a beast sounded.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw two ferocious and huge beasts, a lion and a tiger, pulling a luxurious carriage.

“Here comes Zang Fengling. This is his carriage,” someone said in a low voice.

“Did you see these two beasts? They are very close to becoming Beast Lords.”

“Zang Fengling lived up to his fame. He really tamed these two Beast Lords. His way of showing up is really impressive.”

Because of the arrival of Zang Fengling, the noisy warriors became quiet and only dared to whisper to each other.

There were two beautiful and sexy maids in a purple dress standing next to the carriage. They were as stunning as a goddess. What was more surprising was that both of them had reached the Human King Realm.

Zang Fengling was really overbearing to let two Human Kings serve him as his maids.

As the two maids lifted the curtain, a red figure appeared in people’s sight.

As indifferent as Chu Xun was, he almost spat out the wine in his mouth.

Zang Fengling, wearing a jade crown, looked very handsome with his neat and smooth hair down to his waist. Yet, he wore some makeup on his face, and his lips were so red as if he had just drunk some blood. The weirdest part about him was that he was dressed in a loose red robe, exposing his chest and shanks, which were covered by thick hair. Seeing his look, someone began to doubt if he had worn any underwear.

Chu Xun showed a faint smile. “Wearing a red robe and taking a carriage, what a weird man!”

“Brother Zang, you’re here.” Yan Wushuang suddenly showed up.

“Brother Yan, I’m sorry that I’m late.” Zang Fengling’s voice was sharp and a little harsh.

“Not at all. The banquet has just begun,” Yan Wushuang said.

“Good, that’s good...” Zang Fengling jumped out of the carriage and walked over. Where he passed, the warriors all stood up trying to give their seats to him.

“Sorry to disturb you. Please don’t be so courteous. Sit down, please. Just give me a stool,” Zang Fengling said in a polite tone.

The warriors behaved even more respectfully toward him as no one dared to look down on Zang Fengling, and those who dared to look down on him all had been killed.