Chapter 865: Chapter 352: Divine Move Card

The little junior brother failed because he was too conspicuous.

Jian Cangfeng, on the other hand, took being evasive to an extreme.

Meanwhile, in front of the mountain gate.

The elegant book boy approached Shui Ruge from behind, placing a brand new copy of “Debating Martial Arts” beside him.

“Master, this is today’s new ‘Debating Martial Arts.'”

Shui Ruge was playing the zither.

His posture was graceful, but the music was discordant, off-tune, and hardly bearable to hear.

Wisely, Shui Ruge used his True Yuan to contain the sound, keeping the music within a radius of one zhang so he could enjoy it alone without disturbing others.

The elegant book boy couldn’t escape the blight of the music, his lips twitching while he tried to maintain a composed expression.

“There’s not much change, but Sanping Hermit Zong Sanping of the Formless Divine Sect has entered the Earthly List for the first time, and with his Third Grade status, he’s ranked seventy-ninth. As for Chu Xisheng, his ranking on the Qingyun List has not fallen but risen, already at fourteen, still the chief among the Qingyun Four Heavenly Monarchs.”

The elegant book boy’s eyes showed anger and a trace of injustice: “The Debating Martial Arts Tower has no shame! The rankings they come up with.”

Shui Ruge chuckled silently, his voice gentle: “It’s just a hollow reputation, why bother? The criteria for the Qingyun List are primarily based on comprehension, root bone, and bloodline talent, with a focus on future accomplishments. This young man has risen to Sixth Grade in less than two years, invincible below Fourth Grade; his talent deserves this ranking.”

Upon hearing this, the elegant book boy secretly sneered.

He thought to himself that the master’s words and mind were at odds.

When the master heard about Chu Xisheng’s Qingyun List ranking, his zither-playing hands trembled.

Shui Ruge then looked up towards the interior of the Formless Divine Sect’s mountain gate: “This time, I came only to see Chu Xisheng’s famed ‘Infinite Slash,’ which would greatly benefit my Martial Arts cultivation, and not to compete for any Qingyun Heavenly Monarch title.”

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At this moment, in a teahouse seventy zhang away, someone expressed their sentiment.

“Who would have thought that a person like Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch Shui Ruge would also be affected by fame? He’s almost eighteen, won’t be on the Qingyun List for much longer, so why care about the Young Sky Monarch title?”

This teahouse, finely built, was originally intended for Formless Divine Sect disciples to gather and relax, but now it was occupied by numerous Jianghu people.

The one speaking was none other than Chu Xisheng’s acquaintance, Hu Kan.

His brother, Hu Lai, sat opposite him.

Both were ordered by the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion to come all the way to Formless Divine Mountain, to watch the decisive battle between ‘Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch’ Shui Ruge and ‘Infinite Blade Lord’ Chu Xisheng.

“I can understand him,”

Hu Lai stroked his mustache: “Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch has a generous and kind temperament, but inevitably, those around him gossip. Listen—”

He gestured around, and at this moment, the voices of those Jianghu travellers echoed.

“Why is there no movement? Could it be he’s scared?”

“Probably, how could this so-called Infinite Blade Lord compare to the long-renowned Shui Ruge? If he dares to accept the challenge, he might not even withstand a single move, making a fool of himself.”

“Who believes in this so-called closed-door life or death training, it’s laughable!”

“It’s a pity I’ve been waiting here for several days. I’ve wagered heavily, but who knows if there’s a chance to win money.”

“Same here, I bet that Shui Ruge can still win in ten moves even after restricting his cultivation, how about you?”

Hu Lai listened with irony in his eyes: “I suspect that not too long ago, Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch’s situation wasn’t much better.”

Hu Kan nodded slightly: “This is precisely our master’s purpose in establishing the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, to aim for more accurate rankings and reduce Jianghu disputes.”

He then furrowed his distinct eyebrows: “Yet I wonder if Brother Chu can win this match.”

Hu Lai sighed quietly.

He thought that it would be very difficult for Chu Xisheng to win; if he could withstand fifty moves against Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch, it would be an honorable defeat.

Hu Lai looked up, puzzled at the peak of Formless Mountain.

Brother Chu couldn’t be avoiding battle, so what has caused him to delay until now?