Chapter 1784 - 805: Bone Tiger

Chapter 1784: Chapter 805: Bone Tiger

"It is said that he had a moment of insanity. Originally, the sect establishment needed another month or two of preparation, but Luo Jianqing went mad from time to time, even injuring people as if seeing hallucinations. They couldn’t hold it any longer, so they forced the sect founding ceremony to proceed before everything was ready, resulting in..."

"Alas... A generation of Sword Dao Masters ended up like this. Truly pitiful and lamentable!"

"Sword Dao Master? I think it’s just an unearned reputation. In my opinion, if we’re talking about formidable figures, it has to be Hei Ningyu from the Heavenly List Warrant! Have you heard? Sui Chong Pass, the first barrier in the frontier, was broken by a single sword from Hei Ningyu! It’s been several months now, and they’re still repairing it!"

"Humph! In this world, masters are as numerous as the fish in the river. What is Hei Ningyu but a mere speck? A heretical fiend and a wanted criminal, what is there to discuss? Better not mention it!"

Song Zhenrong remained silent to this.

In fact, when he passed by Sui Chong Pass, he saw with his own eyes the devastation. The terrifying traces of destruction still send shivers down his spine when he thinks about it.

To think such a feat was accomplished by a wanted criminal from the Heavenly List, Hei Ningyu. He couldn’t imagine how powerful the other fugitives on the list might be.

By a twist of fate, he had a brief conversation with the gatekeeper of Sui Chong Pass.

At the time, he realized that the gatekeeper, Lord Yan Wenxi, probably didn’t have much time left. Upon learning that he was heading to the Capital, Yan Wenxi wanted to entrust his disciple Chen Yunyun to accompany him for support.

In terms of strength, Chen Yunyun was even above him. However, in social interactions and worldly affairs of the martial world, she was lacking and needed someone to care for her.

Ultimately, Chen Yunyun didn’t leave Sui Chong Pass. He continued his journey alone.

Chen Yunyun wished to accompany her master to the end and then head to the Capital.

Even if she visited the Capital, she would eventually return to Sui Chong Pass to take on her master’s role as gatekeeper and forever defend the Pass.

"By now, if we calculate the hours, Miss Yunyun should already be on the road to the Capital. But with stops and experiences along the way, who knows when she’ll arrive in the Capital."

"Upon arriving at the Capital, not only do I have to find Mr. Diao and the others, but I also need to wait for Miss Yunyun in the Capital to make sure everything is set to answer to Lord Yan Wenxi."

As Song Zhenrong collected his thoughts.

"Next!"

The long queue had reached his turn.

...

"Adoptive Father!"

"I am Yu Wenwuji, willing to acknowledge Mr. Xu as my adoptive father! Father, I offer you my respects!"

Yu Wenwuji knelt on the ground, his head heavily knocking against it with a clear sound.

Above, Mr. Xu, sitting in his chair and gently rubbing the teacup with its cover, only squinted his eyes, smiling at the man below.

"Good, good, good! Since you are sincere, I shall accept you as my adoptive son!"

His voice was sharp, with the peculiar tone of an eunuch, but even sharper and more humorous, as if his vocal cords had been torn by something, giving a hoarse and wounded feeling.

Yet in the room, no one dared to laugh at this matter.

The maids holding large fans on either side.

The servants kneeling on the floor to remove Mr. Xu’s official shoes, preparing to wash his feet.

And the few guests present, all officials of considerable standing in the court, sat upright, serious, not daring to show any emotion.

Because most of those who dared to mock this matter... ended up dead.

Only those with a strong enough background had the privilege to make fun of Mr. Xu’s unusual vocal cords.

Yu Wenwuji, naturally, did not dare.

He continued to kowtow heavily, shouting.

"Father! I came in haste, and have only a small gift to offer. I hope Father won’t mind!"

With that, he raised both hands high, presenting a roll of map.

Someone couldn’t resist sneaking a peek, but couldn’t make anything out.

"Bring it up."

In his own residence, Mr. Xu’s demeanor was almost imperial.

Every action had the shadow of an imperial presence.

The maid stepped forward, took the map, and after Mr. Xu looked, his eyes brightened, showing satisfaction.

"At this crucial moment, your gift shows you are considerate. From today, you are my thirteenth son. Later, I will have someone take you to meet your other brothers and sisters."

Yu Wenwuji’s face lit up with joy.

"Yes!!"

He bowed heavily again, clearly pleasing Mr. Xu.

"Alright, you may step back for now. I have matters to discuss with the guests."

"Yes!"

Yu Wenwuji stood, bowed slightly, and slowly retreated. When he reached the door, he turned to leave.

With Yu Wenwuji’s departure, the dancers, previously halted, returned to the center stage, beginning to sing and dance elegantly.

A certain official on the left, unable to contain his curiosity, cupped his fists and said.

"Mr. Xu, do you mind sharing what your new adoptive son presented? How does it serve our plan?"

Plan?

Mr. Xu smiled, weighing the item in his hand, looking around, and slowly spoke.

"Are you familiar with... the Sixteen Immortals?"

The group was immediately startled.

"Could it be?!"

"No way..."

Faced with their reactions, Mr. Xu was quite satisfied.

He chuckled in his sharp voice, which took on a resonant tone, and said.

"Indeed! What I hold is the location of the Red Immortal Inheritance among the Sixteen Immortals! To an ordinary martial artist, it’s elusive, but in our hands... the Third Prince’s grand plan has a foundation!"