In less than a day, three Third Grade experts appeared in succession, and even masters on the Earth Ranking revealed themselves. Chen Tang felt immense pressure.

If he relied only on the Autumn Water Sword, he might not last two days.

It would be best to have a sword in hand!

Fang Wuwang’s long sword looked quite good.

However, with Fang Wuwang being a master on the Earth Ranking and an Eight Vein Martial Artist, possessing great strength and experienced in countless battles, trying to seize Fang Wuwang’s long sword would be incredibly dangerous. He had to find the right opportunity.

Just as Fang Wuwang sheathed his sword, Chen Tang’s body paused, shifted from defense to offense, and thrust forward with his sword.

"Hmm?"

Murderous intent flashed in Fang Wuwang’s eyes, and he coldly said, "Chen Tang, you’ve brought this upon yourself!"

"Brother Chen, the ten moves are over. Stop now!"

Su Li watched from the side, her heart suspended, holding her breath and silently counting the moves.

Seeing that ten moves had passed, and Chen Tang hadn’t stopped but instead retaliated, it meant Fang Wuwang no longer had the ten-move restriction!

But Chen Tang seemed not to hear.

Fang Wuwang snorted lightly, slicing toward Chen Tang’s chest with one blade while another hand swung his seemingly soft robe sleeve towards the thrusting Autumn Water Sword.

He wasn’t afraid of Chen Tang attacking, but feared Chen Tang using his ghost-like body technique to keep dodging like before.

The Autumn Water Sword was exceptionally sharp, and Chen Tang’s thrust was as fast as lightning, exquisitely precise.

But when it stabbed against Fang Wuwang’s broad and soft robe sleeve, it felt like it had sunk into a quagmire, the force dissipating.

Moreover, the robe sleeve released a massive pull.

"Withdraw!"

Fang Wuwang gathered his inner qi on the robe sleeve, gave a light shout, and instantly flung Chen Tang’s Autumn Water Sword away.

At the same time, Fang Wuwang’s blade heavily slashed at Chen Tang’s chest!

Witnessing this, Shen Zhiyuan and Su Li could not help but gasp in shock.

Shen Zhiyuan instinctively wanted to draw his long sword to assist.

At this moment, he could no longer worry about exposing his identity; he couldn’t just watch Chen Tang get killed.

However, Fang Wuwang felt something was amiss.

This slash didn’t feel right.

It didn’t feel like cutting into flesh but something armored; the blade couldn’t cut through!

"Withdraw!"

At some point, Chen Tang’s palm had already grabbed Fang Wuwang’s wrist. With a shout, he directly unleashed the Dragon-Subduing Hand!

Fang Wuwang had just poured all his strength into his blade and robe sleeve, his inner qi unable to circulate, and was caught by Chen Tang’s Dragon-Subduing Hand at the joints, feeling a surge of sharp pain, he couldn’t help but groan and had to release and dodge.

If he didn’t let go, his wrist would have been broken on the spot!

Fang Wuwang was on a whole different realm, being a master on the Earth Ranking. Normally, taking a sword barehanded was impossible.

Chen Tang had dodged ten strikes, figuring out the trajectory of Fang Wuwang’s sword skill, taking the risk, using the Flood Dragon Armor to endure Fang Wuwang’s blade, and then closed in to unleash the Dragon Capturing Technique, finally seizing the opponent’s long sword!

With a sword in hand, Chen Tang’s momentum suddenly shifted!

Under the Divine Illumination, a flash of cold light!

"Not good!"

Fang Wuwang suddenly saw a glaring blade light, his heart sinking involuntarily.

Fast, so fast!

Reflexively, almost entirely by instinct, Fang Wuwang flipped his body and retreated.

Seep!

In mid-air, a streak of blood sprayed.

"Good sword!"

Fang Wuwang, with a flip, had already pulled away ten zhangs, back facing Chen Tang, clutching his chest, dashing towards the far distance.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

The change happened too quickly. From seeing Chen Tang’s Autumn Water Sword being flung away and being struck by Fang Wuwang’s blade, life hanging by a thread.

But in the blink of an eye, the situation reversed!

Not only did Chen Tang seize Fang Wuwang’s sword, he also forced him to retreat with a single slash.

Judging by the situation, Fang Wuwang was clearly injured!

Chen Tang defeated a master on the Earth Ranking!

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyuan and Su Li could not help but be astonished.

"Puh!"

Watching Fang Wuwang leave, Chen Tang suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a large mouthful of black blood.

"Brother Chen, how are you?"

Shen Zhiyuan hurriedly went forward, grasping Chen Tang’s wrist with one hand, slowly sending a thread of inner qi to help mitigate the injury.

"It’s fine."

Chen Tang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, grinning, "That guy’s injury is heavier than mine. He won’t be coming back anytime soon."

The Flood Dragon Armor blocked the blade and absorbed much of the force, but ultimately couldn’t neutralize a full-strength strike from an Eight Vein Martial Artist.

Chen Tang still sustained some internal injuries.

Fortunately, through day-and-night cultivation of the Kun Breathing Technique, his body and internal organs were far more robust than those of the inner qi lineage Martial Artists. Such internal injuries could be healed with some adjustment of breath.

Su Li stepped forward, handing Chen Tang a few pills for internal injuries, sighing, "In the Opening Acupoints Realm, defeating an Earth Ranking master, Brother Chen is likely the first. No wonder the Sword Pavilion holds him in such high regard."

Shen Zhiyuan said, "To be exact, since the establishment of the Wind and Cloud Ranking, the Sword Pavilion hasn’t reviewed the masters on the list. The ranking information on each list is always described from an observer’s perspective."

"Like composing poetry for Brother Chen’s evaluation is the Sword Pavilion’s first."

Su Li helped retrieve the Autumn Water Sword for Chen Tang, handing it over, and asked, "Brother Chen, how did you think of using this method to defeat Fang Wuwang? It was too dangerous."

"I was just coveting his sword." Chen Tang chuckled.

"Huh?"

Su Li was utterly puzzled.

Fang Wuwang’s sword, no matter how good, couldn’t compare to the Autumn Water Sword.

Shen Zhiyuan said meaningfully, "With Brother Chen having a sword in hand, our journey has an added layer of security."

From Song Wu, Shen Zhiyuan knew of Chen Tang’s background and naturally was aware of his feats and reputation in Beiqian.

Lion-Tiger Arhat, Demon Blade Chen Tang!

The three descended from the official road, taking a short rest.

Chen Tang took Su Li’s pills, adjusted his breath a bit using the Visualization Method, and after a brief recovery, continued on the road toward Wu State.

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One day later.

Capital City, Drunken Immortal Tower.

A man in his thirties stood by the window on the top floor of the Drunken Immortal Tower, handsome and upright, dressed in white, lightly shaking an exquisite folding fan in hand, with fan bones engraved with dragons and phoenixes.

Standing here, he could overlook the entire Capital City, giving him a feeling of being in control, sitting atop the world.

"Young Shopkeeper."

At this moment, the Master Xiaoyao of the Drunken Immortal Tower in the Capital came up, his pace somewhat quick.

"News?"

The white-clothed man didn’t turn around, a faint smile appearing on his face, softly asking.

"Yes."

Master Xiaoyao said in a deep voice, "The three of Chen Tang are about to enter the territory of Wu State."

"Oh?"

The white-clothed man slightly paused his hand shaking the fan and raised his eyebrows, asking, "None of them stopped him?"

Master Xiaoyao swallowed and then said softly, "The three of Chen Tang left the Medical Hidden Hall, defeating seven Earth Ranking masters within a day. The ’Ghost Shadow Saber’ Fang Wuwang, ’Rakshasa Spear’ Zhao Wuji, and ’Netherworld Sword’ Xue Ning all fled..."

The room suddenly quieted down, with even a pin-drop audible.

The atmosphere was oppressive, almost frozen.

Master Xiaoyao could even hear his heartbeat.

After a long silence, the white-clothed man lightly chuckled, breaking the silence, "Interesting."

Master Xiaoyao cautiously asked, "Young Shopkeeper, should we..."

"No need, killing those three doesn’t require us to act." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

The white-clothed men shook his head, "If the people from Drunken Immortal Tower act, the traces would be too obvious."

After pausing for a while, the white-clothed man looked into the distance, mumbling, "Calculating the time, it should be soon."

Master Xiaoyao didn’t understand his meaning and dared not to speak out of turn.

The white-clothed man slightly curved the corner of his mouth, suddenly asking, "Xiaoyao, do you know why I came to the Capital this time?"

"I only know the Young Shopkeeper went to see Lord Prime Minister, but the specific reason, I can’t guess."

Master Xiaoyao lowered his head and said.

The white-clothed man smiled, "It’s nothing, just to tell him who Chen Tang is."