Chapter 68: Meng Qi Displays His Swordplay

Seeing Meng Qi raise his sword, the nerves of those few people immediately tensed. They were afraid he would act in the next moment. But Meng Qi merely casually twirled his sword, then pointed it at a distant stone wall. His arm moved, and in an instant, sword light raged! "He kills a man in ten steps, and travels a thousand miles without leaving a trace!" "He brushes his clothes and departs, deeply concealing his achievement and fame!" Two lines from "A Knight-Errant's Journey" were carved onto the stone wall by Meng Qi with profound swordplay. "Hiss!" "This kid is terrifying!" "At such a young age, to possess such terrifying swordplay, it's truly terrifying!" "He kills a man in ten steps, and travels a thousand miles without leaving a trace? Good poem, good poem!" "Young Hero, what exquisite skill! I want to marry you..." A string of shocked and approving remarks. A black line flashed across Meng Qi's face; he felt no satisfaction at all. Because these were chat group bullet comments. If Jiang Zhiwei and others had said such things to him, he would definitely have been secretly pleased. But when people in the group said this, he only felt shame. "Heroes emerge from the young, ah, heroes emerge from the young, ah, Young Hero, your swordplay is enough to be called Grandmaster. Alas, the waves behind push the waves ahead. Seeing a talented young friend like you, I only feel that I've lived half my life in vain..." The truly supportive people arrived. Among those few, the one named Ge Zhuangzhu looked at Meng Qi with admiration. It just goes to show why he's an old Jianghu hand. His words just made people feel comfortable. "Young Hero, what great skill and swordplay..." The others also praised him one after another. Meng Qi's display had indeed astonished them. They estimated that their entire group might not last a single sword strike against Meng Qi. With such strength, he couldn't possibly be someone from Hidden Emperor Manor. "May I ask the names of your Masters, both of you?" Ge Zhuangzhu politely looked at the two. Meng Qi's strength was so formidable, so this young lady's strength should also be considerable. He began to inquire about their origins. "My Master is Su Wuming, who has lived in seclusion for many years; Ge Zhuangzhu probably hasn't heard of him. In his younger years, he had a nickname: Heavenly Divine Sword..." Jiang Zhiwei responded with a smile. She was telling the truth, but this group of people had certainly never heard of the Heavenly Divine Sword's great name. "Ge is ignorant and has not heard of the Sword God's great name..." Ge Zhuangzhu felt a little surprised. Heavenly Divine Sword. That title was no ordinary one; someone capable of Cultivating a Prodigy like Jiang Zhiwei should be strong. Logically, he should be renowned in the Jianghu. However, Ge Zhuangzhu did not delve deeper but looked at Meng Qi. Meng Qi thought for a moment and then also told the truth: "I have quite a few Masters. One is named 'Ba Ba,' one is named 'Ye Ye,' one is named 'Black Emperor,' one is named 'Green Emperor,' one is named 'White Emperor'..." Meng Qi rattled off a long list of names. He was also telling the truth; everything he learned came from the people in the chat group. Saying that the people in the chat group were his Masters was not wrong. Ge Zhuangzhu and the other few people were all dumbfounded listening to this string of titles. Jiang Zhiwei was also dumbfounded. Everyone only felt that Meng Qi was toying with them. However, Meng Qi spoke these names with a serious expression, not like he was lying. "Haha... Ge is truly ignorant..." Ge Zhuangzhu was a bit awkward and had to change the subject, introducing himself: "Ge is the Manor Lord of Falling Goose Manor..." Watching Meng Qi's introduction, the people in the group all showed mischievous smiles. They hadn't expected to have a part in watching a live broadcast. Meng Qi sighed, looking at everyone's reaction. He told the truth, and they didn't believe him. Who could he complain to? "We should hurry to the Central Grand Hall. The Hidden Emperor Manor Lord has locked himself in the Central Grand Hall; he might be plotting something. If we're late, it might be too late!" Meng Qi said to everyone in a deep voice. Ge Zhuangzhu and the others nodded, and then the group prepared to leave. Just then, from another secret door, Qisha and some other people dressed as martial artists emerged. "Brother Liu, where is your elder brother?" Ge Zhuangzhu stepped forward to ask one of the martial artists. That person's face was sorrowful: "My brother was killed by Ding Changsheng..." "What?!" Ge Zhuangzhu exclaimed. Then they gathered and explained the situation. Ding Changsheng was also controlled by the Soul-Stealing Pill. These martial artists and Qisha went to rescue him. As a result, he ambushed them, and one of the martial artists died on the spot. After hearing the martial artists' experiences, Ge Zhuangzhu no longer doubted Meng Qi and the others' identities. If it weren't for Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei, some of them might have fallen into Cheng Yong's hands. Ge Zhuangzhu immediately expressed his gratitude to Meng Qi again. After meeting up, everyone rushed towards the Central Grand Hall. Along the way, occasionally, some black-clad figures would come out to block them. However, they were all easily killed by the group. Not long after, the few people arrived in front of a stone house. Zhang Yuanshan and Qing Jing and others were already waiting there. The few of them looked a bit disheveled, especially Qing Jing; his abdomen was bleeding, clearly indicating he had suffered a serious injury. "Senior Brother Zhang..." Jiang Zhiwei quickly stepped forward to greet the two. Zhang Yuanshan nodded, then spoke with lingering fear: "Junior Brother Zhen Ding was indeed right. Ma Daxia and Tan Daxia were both controlled by the Soul-Stealing Pill. Thankfully, we had precautions in advance!" "After we rescued Tan Daxia, everything was normal. He came with us to rescue Ma Daxia. But just as we opened the stone door, Tan Daxia suddenly ambushed Junior Brother Qing Jing..." "Fortunately, I had already taken precautions against him and saved Junior Brother Qing Jing in time... However, during the subsequent battle, Xiangzhu Yan was unfortunately killed!" Meng Qi sighed upon hearing this. Xiangzhu Yan was precisely Yan Wujiang. In the original plot, he was also a character who "held them back," just like him. Originally, he died at the hands of those small black-clad minions. However, Meng Qi had saved him once before. But he still died now. From dying at the hands of small minions, he changed to dying at the hands of an elite mini-boss... Meng Qi couldn't do anything. He wasn't a Saint; he had already helped Yan Wujiang once. He couldn't keep helping him indefinitely. Yan Wujiang was timid and weak. Such a person couldn't survive in Reincarnation Space! If he didn't die now, he would die in the next Reincarnation mission. "Xiangzhu Yan..." Qisha looked at Yan Wujiang's corpse with a pang of sadness; this was someone from her Great Incense Gang. "Who are these people?" Ge Zhuangzhu and others looked at Zhang Yuanshan and the others, inquiring about their identities. Jiang Zhiwei sighed: "These three are all my fellow disciples, and the one on the ground is too!" Ge Zhuangzhu was somewhat shocked upon hearing this. He had just heard Zhang Yuanshan's words and already knew what had happened here. The strength of Zhang Yuanshan and these young martial artists was simply too strong. That young monk could kill Cheng Yong with one sword. These few could kill Ma Daxia and Tan Daxia. Although some of them also died... But their strength was undeniably formidable. "Young friend Zhang, don't be sad. This Xiangzhu Yan also died for the Righteous Path of the Martial Forest. We will surely remember him. However, the most urgent matter now is to go to the Central Grand Hall together and foil the villains' conspiracy!" Ge Zhuangzhu said with a hint of sympathy. "Without further ado, Senior, let us depart now..." Zhang Yuanshan suppressed his sorrowful expression and became resolute and steady again. Clearly, after seeing a companion die, he had matured greatly. Ge Zhuangzhu nodded, and then the group swiftly headed towards the Central Grand Hall.