At One Sword Gorge, the mist was ethereal, curling and stretching with the wind. The long bridge spanned across, its cold chains faintly visible.
It was the Hour of the Snake.
Amidst a tumultuous cacophony, several streaks of light descended like startled rainbows outside One Sword Gorge.
Looking closely...
They were Jiang Wanyin in her plain robes, the armored Lei Yunche, the silver-haired giant Yao Xiqiao, and the drowsy old man Lin Fengmian.
And the Sect Master, Ye Xianyu.
The surrounding disciples' noisy chatter quieted significantly, but their expressions grew even more excited. Each one was high-spirited and filled with anticipation.
Lowering their voices, they whispered in amazement.
"Look, the ancestors have all arrived."
"Wow... the real legends!"
"I've been in the sect for a hundred years, and this is finally the first time I've seen the true faces of the four ancestors clearly."
"Who is who? I can't recognize any of them except the Sect Master."
"That lady is the Sixth Grand-Ancestor, the number one fairy of the Northern Borders."
"The silver-haired one is Yao Xiqiao, the Eighth Ancestor."
"The one in armor is Lei Yunche, the Seventh Ancestor..."
"The last one is the Ninth Grand-Ancestor, who was also the Sect Master's master back in the day."
"He looks so old."
"You don't understand. I heard the Ninth Grand-Ancestor only entered the immortal gate to cultivate at the age of a hundred..."
"Really?"
Among the Seven Peaks and Thirteen Halls, disciples gathered in small groups, discussing in low voices and sighing with emotion.
Following the appearance of the ancestors...
In a place unknown to others.
Two Guest Elders also quietly appeared, watching from afar.
A scruffy vagrant and an unconventional fishing old man.
"You're not fishing; why are you here joining the commotion?"
"You're not guarding the tombs; why did you come out to scare people?"
"Hmph."
"Hmph."
The Pavilion Elders also appeared one after another. The figures of Ruan Hao and Elder Yao emerged within the crowd.
However, they were not the protagonists today. Since the ancestors had manifested in person, they naturally stole the spotlight.
Therefore...
Whether it was the usually revered Pavilion Elders or the Peak Masters, they were ultimately ignored and somewhat neglected today.
The gaze of the entire sect fell upon the head of Longevity Bridge.
Compared to the ancestors...
They seemed to look forward more to the upcoming appearance of the Little Grand-Uncle and the auspicious beast he had captured.
In the crowd.
Lin Qianqian, Yao Xiaoxiao, and Zhang Yang were exceptionally popular today.
They were surrounded by many fellow disciples, forming layers upon layers of people who wouldn't stop pestering the three with questions.
Every disciple in the mountain knew that these three had the best relationship with the Little Grand-Uncle.
They must have received word early on, and it was highly likely they had already seen that auspicious beast.
Thus, the impatient disciples naturally wanted to pry some information out of them first.
Yao Xiaoxiao kept boasting about how formidable the Little Grand-Uncle was, but then said the auspicious beast was very ugly. Her words were so incoherent that they left the listeners utterly confused.
They listened...
Yet it was as if they hadn't.
They only remembered one thing: the auspicious beast was very ugly.
Lin Qianqian rarely spoke, maintaining a cold and aloof demeanor. She kept everyone in suspense, saying they should just wait and see, which left them hanging.
As for Zhang Yang, he was more honest. Whatever the men from Zhujian Peak asked, he answered.
The auspicious beast had red hair.
Its appearance was ordinary.
He hadn't heard it speak, so he guessed it might be a mute.
Finally, he even mentioned how he had spent a night drinking with Xu Xian.
The disciples of Zhujian Peak didn't believe him, saying he was talking nonsense. He pulled out a bunch of good items, showing off while not forgetting to prove that everything he said was true.
Each had their own story...
As the time approached, a certain nuisance snuck onto the bridge where the ancestors were located. Looking closely, it was actually Li Qingshan.
He drifted like a ghost to Ye Xianyu's side and whispered a suggestion, "Master, want to make a bet?"
Ye Xianyu was stunned, her large eyes blinking as if she had misheard.
"What did you say?"
Li Qingshan repeated, "I said, let's make a bet!"
Ye Xianyu looked up at the sky.
Well... the sun rose from the east.
So...
Ye Xianyu firmly refused, "No!"
Li Qingshan was stunned, completely baffled...
Ye Xianyu narrowed her eyes slightly and said playfully, "Hmph, there's always something fishy when things are out of the ordinary. Tell me, are you trying to trick me?"
Li Qingshan felt ashamed and angry. He reached out his hand and said, "If you won't bet, give me my money back."
"What money?"
"Stop pretending."
"I don't have any money."
Li Qingshan looked at the drowsy Ninth Senior Martial Uncle at the bridge, intending to go for broke. "Playing rogue, are you? Then don't blame me."
With that, he prepared to shout.
Ye Xianyu delivered a sharp elbow strike to his kidney, causing the latter's face to instantly turn the color of pig's liver from pain.
"Hiss..."
Swish, swish, swish!
Beside them, Jiang Wanyin and the others all turned their gazes, curiously observing the master and disciple with meaningful looks.
"Little Ten, what's wrong?"
Ye Xianyu gave a sweet smile. "It's nothing."
The others remained skeptical.
Li Qingshan endured the pain and whispered, "Pay me back."
Ye Xianyu pouted and glared at him. "I'm really tired of you. Fine, I'll bet with you. Tell me, what's the wager?"
Ye Xianyu was preparing to use her old tricks again.
Li Qingshan said, "Let's bet on whether that auspicious beast can cross Longevity Bridge. The wager is 5.55 million. If I lose, I'll give you another 1.55 million, and our old debts will be cleared. If I win, you give me 5.55 million."
Ye Xianyu's eyes flickered.
She felt like her lines had been stolen.
No.
It was as if her inner thoughts had been read by Li Qingshan.
She tested him, "Playing that big?"
Li Qingshan didn't waste words and said directly, "I'll choose first this time. I bet he can cross."
Ye Xianyu didn't speak, just kept staring at Li Qingshan.
Something was wrong.
Something was very wrong.
Li Qingshan guiltily looked away, not forgetting to provoke her. "What, are you afraid? Don't dare to bet? Or can't afford to play?"
Ye Xianyu rolled her eyes at him. "Fine, it's rare for you to actively seek a bet with me. How could your master spoil your fun? We'll do as you say."
Li Qingshan succeeded and forced his smile down.
Ye Xianyu snorted and muttered softly under her breath.
After a moment.
At the end of the stone path on the mountain peak by the bridge, two figures approached. Both were dressed in green robes; one was tall and the other short, one had long hair and the other short.
The taller one had his long hair tied high, walking with large strides, looking triumphant and full of vigor.
The slightly shorter one with short hair had a thin build. His arms hung down, and his head drooped, looking somewhat dejected.
He followed closely behind the youth, his eyes covered by a black silk ribbon.
The moment they appeared.
They drew every gaze from both sides of Longevity Bridge.
"Look, they're here."
"The Little Grand-Uncle has become even more handsome."
"That kid must be the auspicious beast, right? Why are his eyes covered?"
"Xiaoxiao was right; that hairstyle is really ugly. Why didn't he just shave it all off and be a monk?"
Yao Xiaoxiao was unhappy and retorted, "What does that have to do with the hairstyle? It's because he's ugly, okay?"
"Hmm?"
"The Little Grand-Uncle was the one who gave him that hairstyle."
Hearing this, the disciples were shaken and immediately changed their tune, reaching a consensus.
"Indeed, the person is ugly."
"Right, it has absolutely nothing to do with the hairstyle."
While walking, Xu Xian asked out of the blue, "Are you nervous?"
The red-haired boy lifted his head slightly, a wicked smirk playing on his lips as he said with utter disdain:
"A minor occasion."
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